Bradley Cooper leaves Trump SoHo after lunch in NYC.
Our first thought upon viewing these pics was "Ah, let's leave him alone. He's obviously out running errands." But then we read that this is what he wore to the Trump SoHo for lunch and we were all "Bitch, it is ON." Seriously, lunch? You wore this to lunch? At a 5-star Manhattan hotel and not at an interstate rest stop? For shame, Bradley.
We don't mind what he's wearing (with one notable exception - can you spot it, readers?). Cardigan, oxford, jeans, jacket and shoes are all fine. We DETEST that "one flap hanging out" method of sort of tucking in your shirt, but not really because you're just that casual and besides, you don't worry too much about clothes because you're so cool. Just tuck in your damn shirt. It takes less time to do that than to artfully arrange the one piece sticking out. This flap wasn't so artfully arranged, however, so it's just distracting.
But really, there's only one item here that needs addressing. Bradley, you are 35 years old. Time to retire the backwards baseball cap. Not so much because you are 35 (although that's part of it) but because it's not 1997. There is no quicker way for a man to visually remove IQ points than to go out wearing a backwards baseball cap anywhere but a sporting event.
Isn't it odd that when we critique male celebs, we always sound like their mothers? "Get your hands out of your pockets! Put your hat on straight! Tuck your shirt in! Tighten your tie!" It's probably good that we don't encounter any of these male stars in person, because we're likely to lick a napkin and start washing his face with it if we see a smudge.
And that's so not hot. To throw out another classic SATC line, "No one wants to fuck Mean Mommy."
[Photo Credit: PacificCoastNews]
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