JustFor.Fans: Jerome James

Jerome James stepped off the plane in New York City three years ago, a wiry Frenchman with a mischievous grin and a suitcase full of dreams. Back in Paris, he’d been a barista by day, spinning tales of adventure in his mind while pulling off more than just espresso shots.

But America? This was his canvas, a place to paint his life in bold, unapologetic colors. At 25, with a lean, twinkish frame and a mop of hair, Jerome had a knack for turning heads—and he knew it.