He’s putting the finishing touches on his new album, full of the toughest, most soulful songs he’s written yet. Instead of going the usual superstar-pop route - en vogue producers, celebrity duets, glitzy club beats - he’s gone his own way, and gotten more popular than ever. He’s dated a string of high-profile women - but he never gets caught uttering any of their names in public, much less shading any of them. He has managed to grow up in public with all his boyish enthusiasm intact, not to mention his manners. In a style of fast-lane celebrity that takes a ruthless toll on the artist’s personality, creativity, sanity, Harry is almost freakishly at ease. The weirdest thing about him? He loves being this guy. Harry has been the world’s It boy for nearly a decade now. “She knows what you need: advice, a little wisdom, a blouse, a shawl.” He added, “She’s responsible for more running mascara - including my own - than all the bad dates in history.” (Backstage, Nicks accidentally referred to Harry’s former band as “’NSync.” Hey, a goddess can get away with that sort of thing.) “She’s always there for you,” Harry said in his speech.
When the group went on hiatus, he struck out on his own with his brash 2017 solo debut, whose lead single was the magnificently over-the-top six-minute piano ballad “Sign of the Times.” Even people who missed out on One Direction were shocked to learn the truth: This pinup boy was a rock star at heart.Ĭloser to his heart, he brought down the house at this year’s Rock & Roll Hall of Fame ceremony with his tribute to his friend and idol Stevie Nicks.
He was just a small-town English lad of 16 when he became his generation’s pop idol with One Direction. He turns heads, to put it mildly, but nobody comes near because the waitresses hover around the booth protectively. Gloria and Raisa dote on him, calling him “my love” and bringing him his usual tuna salad and iced coffee. He’s also carrying his purse - no other word for it - a yellow patent-canvas bag with the logo “Chateau Marmont.” The tough old ladies who work at this Beverly Hills deli know him well. He’s got a white floppy hat that Diana Ross might have won from Elton in a poker game at Cher’s mansion circa 1974, plus Gucci shades, a cashmere sweater, and blue denim bell-bottoms. Harry Styles isn’t exactly dressed down for lunch.
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