Please Give Me Space — I Need to Process Ezra Miller at the Fantastic Beasts Premiere
You may be tempted to take these photos at face value, that they're simply snaps of Ezra Miller at the Paris premiere of Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald. And, well, in some plane of reality, you'd be right. But clearly that's not the same plane of reality as the one in which Ezra Miller dwells, so extra care must be taken. Here we have a beautiful human, nay, a specimen, dressed head to toe in black puffy jacket splendor, perhaps heading next to a goth Winter ball in Iceland, or maybe even a symposium in Hell (once it's frozen over).
This is high fashion decadence, people! It's literally a look from the Moncler 1 Pierpaolo Piccioli Fall 2018 ready-to-wear collection! If there were only one person on this great, green Earth who could make it look like standard red carpet wear, that person would be, and is, Ezra Miller. Please respect my privacy as I try to absorb all this information: that he looks fantastic in it, that his ultrasharp cheekbones may have torn fabric, that I want this outfit so I can wear it to my husband's funeral, in Antarctica, after he's died of mysterious circumstances.
I've included every photo I could find of the whole affair. It's what Ezra would want.