In a rapid end in L.A. to endorse a motion picture that's not Harry Potter, I got a peep of the energetic yet sophisticated Daniel Radcliffe at the premiere of December Boys on Thursday night. Obviously not familiar with L.A. traffic, the barely five-foot-tall Hollywood wizard arrived over an hour late, forcing loads of people to stand around waiting. But shunning his entourage of agents and security guards, he quickly began signing autographs, shaking hands, taking pictures, and he comfortably worked the red carpet as his publicist watched (from all of two feet away).
Despite only getting a whopping two seconds to talk to him, I got a close-up look explaining just one possibility of his lateness: It must have taken him forever to shave! Danny (as everyone in his circle called him) had little nicks and missed clumps of hair in random spots on his neck and face. With the hair unmistakeably contrasting against his pale skin, it was obvious that the mere idea of a shave was akin to a full on facial massacre. The poor guy!