Ayo Edebiri Makes the Case for the Ultra Glamorous Dog Walk
Every so often, Ayo Edebiri's Chihuahua mix joins her for one of her events and commitments. The former Dogue cover star, who goes by the mononym Gromit, chose to link up with the actor in their home of L.A. for a glamorous, summery stroll after her appearance.
'I brought him to the set of The Bear, and he joined the camera department,' Edebiri previously—and very seriously—recalled to Vogue. 'He tried to run for treasurer of their Local 600 [the International Cinematographers Guild]. It was really scary.'
'I'm a gay, divorced entertainment lawyer who was turned into a dog by a former client of mine who discovered I was skimming a bit off the top, but I wasn't aware she was a witch,' Gromit also told Vogue.
Edebiri finished up filming for an appearance on Jimmy Kimmel: Live and took them both out on a dog walk. Styled as ever by Danielle Goldberg for the evening—and her subsequent stroll—Edebiri opted for a draped red Proenza Schouler dress, paired with black pumps and sunglasses. She wore her long-favored auburn bob in a middle part. Gromit accessorized with a black dog lead.
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