We’ve been talking a lot about Jared Leto lately, and it’s rarely, if ever, favorably. This isn’t because we have some long-standing grudge against Jordan Catalano and the heartache he brought to our pubescent selves all those years ago when he convinced us that leaning on stuff and being an asshole were qualities worth looking for in a partner. (I swear.) It’s just that he’s promoting Suicide Squad, and he’s been promoting it super hard, and for way too long. So he’s been everywhere, saying words that are over the top, obnoxiously try-hard in attempting to make us see the utter genius of his edgy acting methods. And we don’t. We don’t see it.
And then something beautiful happened. No, Leto didn’t convince us that he’s this generation’s Daniel Day Lewis. Instead, he was at the center of one of the most beautiful stories
ever told this week. It’s a simple story of man meets coat:
Man loves coat:
Man gets coat:
The simplicity of this three-part photo essay is a thing of beauty that we can all get behind. Maybe you love it because it’s a man just unabashedly loving fashion. Maybe you love it because it’s a really ugly jacket, and exactly what you would know to get Leto, were you invited to his birthday party. Maybe it’s just a great visual setup and punchline.
LMFAOOO pic.twitter.com/8i6xG3hswS— ˗ˏˋAndrew ˎˊ˗ (@jasonnmomoa) August 3, 2016
Whatever the reason, though, Leto has decided that just because he stumbled into us loving him for a minute, that doesn’t mean he gets to let us. Talking to Vanity Fair this morning, he made sure to let us all know that the thing we were finding joy in was straight-up wrong. Stupid us.
“The thing about the photo is—I’m going to be honest with you—I was actually making a face at someone across the runway,” Leto told VF.com on a phone call early Thursday morning. To cushion the blow, he conceded, “I have that feeling with most things [Gucci] makes because they make such beautiful things. But I was actually goofing off with a friend, and you can’t actually tell from the picture.
“Sorry to ruin your meme,” he said. “Perception versus reality.”
To her credit, the interviewer abashedly pointed out that sometimes the fun of the story can be more important than the truth of the inspiration, saying “Maybe I’ll just go on believing that it was a moment of joy.”
To which Leto, king of the buzzkills, replied,
“Or you could tell the real story,” he suggests. “That would be interesting.”
Goddamn it, Leto.
Take your stupid coat back. We don’t even want it anymore.