Colin Farrell Looks Really Good From the Ankles Up

It’s secure to say we’re all large followers of Colin Farrell round right here. A top-notch actor with status and blockbuster chops. A decades-strong one-man attraction offensive. The religious godfather of Hollywood’s all-too-belated Irish status heartthrob increase. And, on the entire, a trendsetting style-and-hair maverick.

This week, the actor has been in New York Metropolis—the prototypical Gotham—selling HBO’s new Batman spinoff miniseries The Penguin. He’s been doing so whereas sporting well-tailored, dark-toned separates: a charcoal blazer, black tee, and skinny-ish black trousers on The Tonight Present; a smoke-hued cashmere turtleneck with slate-gray pleated slacks on Good Morning America. Alluringly, each occasions he wore his hair slicked again—a figurative suggestion, maybe, of the presence of a phantom headband. Woefully, each occasions he cramped the vibe of his monochromatic seems with a pair of burnished caramel-brown wingtip boots—an acceptable shoe, perhaps, for a distinct context, however completely the flawed selection for these in any other case cohesive ensembles.

To be honest, I’ve gone on the file now, not as soon as however twice, as a licensed Caramel Costume Shoe Dissenter. Usually talking, in case your leather-based footwear have a gourmand hue that resembles a scrumptious meals similar to pecans, walnuts, toffee, or butterscotch, I might reasonably you not put on them. Particularly in case your outfit is in any other case blue, black, or grey. Whether or not or not you’re a marriage attendee, a Monetary District worker, or Colin Farrell. On the one hand, it’s a private pet peeve; on the opposite, I’d argue: How rapidly one thing as delicious as shiny burnt sugar can as an alternative invoke the shiny exoskeleton of a cockroach when granted proximity to the bottom!

The actor and his son Henry Farrell, in Dolce & Gabbana, on the New York premiere of The Penguin.

Cindy Ord

If anybody has the charisma to tug it off, it’s Farrell, however even he can’t sq. these circles. Fortunately, he made good at The Penguin premiere at Lincoln Heart on Tuesday, the place he and his teenage son Henry wore sharp, black Dolce & Gabbana fits (the elder’s was double-breasted pinstripe; the youthful’s a satin-lapel tux) with appropriately darkish footwear to match. Their ensembles even managed to go with the step-and-repeat’s ink-black carpet. Isn’t it good when all of it flows collectively?