We interrupt the scheduled programming for some Modern Day RDJ!
So the getup, it’s admittedly meh. Its not gonna be the most hyped outfit on lookbook anytime soon. But that’s not really the point.
The point is, Robert is hanging out at Coachella (hipster central) and everyone is LOSING THEIR SHIT. That guy on the phone looks like one of those paintings where Jesus was resurrected or some shit. He’s all like “woahhhh dude, you’ll never guess who just walked by. No, not Fergie ugh! Robert Fucking Downey Fucking Jr!! Yeah, he almost stepped on my hand, that would have been TOTES AWESUM!” The kid behind him is clearly so in awe one of his novelty shade lenses popped clean off.
Oh, and that chick in the background? She felt so inferior she couldn’t even face His Greatness.
Blah blah obligatory Hologram Tupaq reference.
(and you know what, guys, I KNOW its from 2011 and not 2012 but whatevs. Its a joke. Are you really gonna complain about that? come at me, bro!)