I had originally planned this to be a post all about Quentin Tarantino’s lack of style, but then I realised that he wasn’t the worst offender. I can barely believe I wrote that sentence. This is a man who has the worst leather jacket I’ve ever seen and yet he still isn’t amongst the worst dressed at Cannes. That honour goes to this fine group of gentlemen pictured above.
If you ever needed proof that money can’t buy style, the above picture would be it. Even when they’re following the unwritten premiere code of dressing like you’re going to a funeral, they still get it very wrong. This look would be acceptable if you were a teenager who had to wear an older brother’s suit, but for a grown man – and one who could afford a Savile Row suit if they were so inclined – this is just tragic.
By admin | May 23rd, 2008