Believe it or not, there are some weirdos on Craigslist.
“Walk as if you are kissing the earth with your feet.”
~Thich Nhat Hanh from Peace is Every Step: The Path of Mindfulness in Everyday Life
photo by Luis Sarabia (Taken with Instagram)
I would marry him in a heartbeat.
It’s been almost twenty years since he was cast as an old geezer trapped in a boy’s body on 3rd Rock from the Sun. Lately, Joseph Gordon-Levitt has been getting younger every day—making cancer funny with Seth Rogen, singing on the Internet, and starring in a million new movies, including The Dark Knight Rises. Here, young Joe kicks off our fall fashion preview, showing us all how to pull off a three-piece suit and taking Amy Wallace on his own personal (and slightly disorienting) Hollywood Walk of Fame:
This is what it’s like, getting lost with Joseph Gordon-Levitt. “Oh boy. Dude,” he mutters to himself as he steers his gray 2005 Honda Accord hybrid around a flat, arid stretch of the San Fernando Valley, the place where he grew up. We’re trying—and failing—to find his alma mater, Van Nuys High School. “This is funny. It’s been a long time,” he says, laughing as he turns right, then left, then right again. Because Joe (as he likes to be called) is focusing on the road, it’s easy for me to appraise his otherworldly features without seeming like a letch. The planes of his face, the pale skin, the gymnast’s build. Dressed in a white T-shirt with a red circle on it, gray chinos, and a dusty pair of Vans, a slight stubble scruffing up his square chin and a red plastic watch cinched to his left wrist, the actor who’s appeared in films as varied as 50/50, Inception, and this summer’s Batman sequel, The Dark Knight Rises, doesn’t look his age, which is 31.
We pull up to a nondescript campus dotted with the beige double-wide trailers that are synonymous with California’s overcrowded public-education system. “Here it is,” Joe says triumphantly. But it isn’t. This is an elementary school, not a high school, I say. “Interesting,” Joe replies, which is what I’m thinking, too.
Oh what I would give to be riding my bike through there right now…
Mantua, Italy (by Franco Coluzzi)