Even on Lockdown, David Beckham Makes British Style Feel Cool as Hell
David Beckham, you dirty dog. Even on lockdown you can't refrain from throwing consistently tremendous fits, huh? Shhh. It's not your fault, man. It's in your nature. Don't deny it. Give in to your Big Drip Energy once and for all.
Out for a stroll the other day across (what I imagine must be) the sun-dappled grounds of his country estate, Becks finally gave in to his BDE with a fit so fundamentally British I almost coughed up a pair of tweed plus fours looking straight at it. (My sincere apologies to our UK brethren for the gentle ribbing. You do make it easy sometimes. And the whole colonization thing was, like, a certifiably huge fuck-up if we're being completely honest here.)
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Beckham looks like the amiable owner of some ramshackle cottage off the northern coast that all the reviews on his Airbnb listing refer to as "sooo charming!" or "oozing with character." Beckham looks like a clueless member of the magical community ripped from the Harry Potter series and dressed like he's trying to fit in with the rest of the muggles. Beckham looks like the eccentric uncle from your mother's side of the family who made millions on Wall Street when you were young and now whiles away his time living on a farm "far away from all the action" but pulls up to family gatherings in getups like this one. (Huge summer vibe, by the way.)
Perhaps most important, Beckham looks like an all-star Dad, coming through with the perennial must-have accessories of any season: a trio of adorable-looking dogs and an equally-adorable kid. Because, lest you forget, fatherhood is truly the biggest flex of 'em all.
This story originally appeared on Esquire.com. Minor edits have been made by the Esquiremag.ph editors.