One Sorta Manly Night With Justin Bieber in L.A.
The June issue of GQ has a two-for-one we couldn't resist: Justin Bieber. In Los Angeles.So basically the writer, Drew Magary, gets to roam our fair city with the teen dreamboat the little ladies cream their panties for. Well, those of his fans who have reached sexual maturation, that is. But we digress. Anyhow, Magary is pretty stoked that the Biebs is now 18 (hello LEGAL!) so he hopes the pair can go on a very manly adventure.
"The goal was explicit: Get Bieber to experience some kind of rite of manhood," writes Magary.
Right. So Magary imagined titty bars (he didn't name names, but at the very least a trip to Jumbo's Clown Room would be a hoot, right?), boozing, general carousing. Nope. Not Bieber. In his world, he's indulged, in, like, a beer. Apparently, just going out to dinner is too tough: "It's just a pain in the ass," Bieber explains, declining Magary's invite to grab a bite outside the recording studio where they've met up a couple of times.
Like any Angeleno, Bieber seeks refuge in his car, and since he is JUSTIN BIEBER, he ends up being able to have a pretty "swaggy" one. In this case, it's a Mercedes-Benz Sprinter tricked out by West Coast Customs. Of course, Bieber, Magary, and the Biebs' entourage get to hop in.
So where in this vast, glimmering, man-making city do they go?
They sit in the car while Bieber blasts the stereo--apparently he likes his music LOUD--and then it's back to work, and then home to rest (by midnight).
Turns out, as Magary assesses, Bieber "the man" isn't going to make an appearance in Los Angeles...or anywhere...anytime soon.