The agony and ecstasy of the Timothée Chalamet lookalike competition

“I'm just trying to make a pose of myself, honestly,” he says enigmatically. “Imagine the power. It's just a bunch of black-haired, skinny white kids running around.” He “absolutely” expected the scene to be as nutty as it was, because “that's how everything goes in Washington Square Park.” After all, he only heard about the contest because “everyone and their motherfucker sent it to me.”

Near Finn, 16, k Literally Heard about the contest from a friend's mom, who told her about it the night before and said she had to go. “And then I did,” she tells me, “because what else am I going to do on my Sunday afternoon?” Moments ago, she had just been given a recruitment card from a modeling agency.