One surprising thing you notice about Malone when you talk to him one-on-one is that he’s actually very handsome. His blue eyes are expressive and friendly, and after a moment you see past the famous face tats and the grill and a traditionally attractive face emerges.
He refers to himself as a “big, ugly kid” a few times in our conversation, and whether he believes that assessment or not, he exudes an air of self-deprecation.
You will also experience a new kind of cognitive dissonance when you talk to Post Malone, because it is legitimately strange to hear so many “sirs” and “ma’ams” and “pleases” and “thank yous” come out of a face with that many tattoos on it.
Post Malone int. by Dave Holmes and ph. by Norman Jean Roy for Esquire