
Justin Timberlake is a tool—period. Yes,
Future Sex/Love Sounds had me fooled, too. YSL suits for his sellout tour, ScarJo in his video, ad campaign for Givenchy fragrance—duped, duped, duped. If you haven’t noticed, JT is a puppet pulled along by crafty PR. If left to his own devices, he would still be walking around in denim suits sporting a jheri curl. I swear, watch just one interview and you’ll be cringing, confused as to why this supposed success story is such a waste of space.
Condé Nast only put him on the cover of this season’s Fashion Rocks supplement because it will sell. It’s as simple as that.
By all means, buy the magazine. Just skip the bullshit.
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