I guess this is the kind of brief you give a sexy man when you can’t tell him, “Lie on yer back love, with your lips and lids at half mast, thrust hips, arch your back, throw back your hair.”
I know you’re dying to see him as Bob Marley, right?
Here you go. With extensions. Don’t panic. No 84 species of lice in his ringlets, I’m sure.
As The Dude, I suppose.
Photographed by Steven Klein. (It could have been worse, It could have been Terry Richardson. Maybe he was busy shooting everyone else.)
Sorry. Can’t help myself. I’m a mother of too many. (* Inspects, casually, and only in passing for Little Friends. *)
Little Friends = lice.
Sorry. That is just creepy.
Time to check out before my dreams are infected in a bad way.
You can see the rest of the portfolio at Interview.