JT and Lara Stone being sexy in Vanity Fair

Musicians and models just go together: Iman and David Bowie, Paulina Porizkova and Ric Ocasek, Lara Stone and Justin Timberlake?! Alright, the dynamic duo of Lara and JT might not be a couple, but the pair does share some very romantic shots in the latest Vanity Fair. The charming story by Norman Jean Roy casts the duo as a couple with a love of mid-century modern decor and ping-pong: a super cute combo designed to delight.















What shall Justin Timberlake do today, on this overcast Los Angeles afternoon in the middle of spring? He’s been going to sleep early, around 10 p.m., so when he wakes up in his Spanish-style house in the Hollywood Hills, he feels well rested. He crawls out of bed all alone to brush his teeth, take a pee with his two boxer dogs, and make himself a cup of coffee and a breakfast sandwich with eggs and sausage. He answers a few e-mails, noodles around on his guitar while absentmindedly watching television, then drives down from the hills to a private gym, where his trainer puts him through a set of plyometrics, a form of leg strengthening that involves moving from squatting to jumping in rapid succession. Timberlake, who is over six feet tall, with luminous blue eyes and a completely unlined face, is devoted to keeping his body in a state of perfection. “I did, like, 10,000 of those jumps today,” he deadpans, though I have a feeling he probably did about a tenth of those—still more than most humans could handle.

What next? On that, Timberlake had been undecided until yesterday, when the idea came to mind to visit a museum. He puts on a big nubby wool cap from American Apparel, which makes him look vaguely like a snake charmer from a cold climate, and begins piloting his gleaming Audi R8—a car possessed of so many blingy accoutrements that it feels like riding in a spaceship designed by Gucci—around town. “Right now, I’m not in the mood to work,” he says. “I want to not have a schedule. I want to go to the Dodgers game if I feel like it. ‘Hey, do you guys want to play basketball today? Cool, let’s do that.’ I’ve never really given myself the opportunity to be spontaneous.”


Read the full article in the July 2011 issue.


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