In an essay for Vogue, Kate Lloyd considers why seeing Jeremy Allen White buying flowers is even hotter than his Calvin Klein campaign.
Like many people, I’ve been thinking about pictures of Jeremy Allen White a lot recently. Not so much the ones you immediately recall when someone says “pictures of Jeremy Allen White” . I mean the other ones: the pap shots taken of the 33-year-old on his trips to LA farmers’ markets to pick up industrial quantities of flowers.
A man who, if you brought any of this up, would make out like it made total sense for him to be incredibly particular about the brand of premium olive oil he used and which designer he got his white T-shirts from, but still use the fading bedsheets his mom got him for college, 15 years post-graduation. Well, my theory is regarding this archetype. I’m going to assume, from the regularity and scale of Jeremy’s purchases, that he’s buying them for himself rather than as gifts.