The jacket was crafted from a sort of ruffled silk taffeta, calling to mind the advanced textural work of Issey Miyake—notable and striking enough on its own, but made even more so when paired with Isaac’s glorious new hair. And man, that hair! Tidily combed up top, with long, loose waves cascading down the back, everything about Isaac’s locks—in conjunction with the aforementioned ruffled silk and his steelier-than-ever features—screamed the sort of wildly anachronistic Elizabethan heartthrob who’d bare his freshly waxed abs on the front of a book your loose-cannon aunt would read called, like, An Alluring Eve with the Archduke or The Steamy Madness of the Marquis or whatever.
Isaac, obviously, has been growing his mane out for a minute—he stepped out with it slicked back and tied up in an also-fetching bun back in September. (It’s unclear if he has the extra length for a role; he is playing longhair icon Jesus Christ in next year’s The King of Kings, but that’s an animated movie.) The Gotham Awards, however, was the first time the 45-year-old just let his tresses fly, and he couldn’t have asked for a stronger debut: the neat-but-natural flow perfectly frames his face and doesn’t feel the least bit out of place with his dressier clothes. It’s exactly what you should aim for the next time you decide to skip a few trims. And now that a quick Google search has revealed to us that Oscar Isaac is, in fact, short for Óscar Isaac Hernández Estrada—a name practically developed in a lab for a Harlequin hero—we hereby demand that Danielle Steele get cracking on a sensual historical page-turner based on these photos at once.
