As you all know I have nothing but admiration and love for David and Louis. In the effort to do them a little bit of justice, I have decided to write a rather lengthy blog entry about how I came to look up to David and Louis.
(all images in this post belong to either David Goldenberg or Louis Kwong Jr photography works. Mild male nudity at the very end.)
Being born and raised as an Asian (Vietnamese to be exact), I was, have been and still is expected to find a good wife who stays at home to take care of the children while I go out into the world to secure the family’s income. When I first found myself being attracted to the opposite of the gender I’m supposed to be attracted to, I internally panicked for quite a while.
Well, to use the word “panic” wouldn’t be very accurate. It was more like a bunch of questions and realizations that I simply couldn’t keep my mind from thinking of. One prominent example being will my parents, at least to a certain degree, ever accept the fact that I will never be able to bring them their grandchildren in a woman’s arms? All I could think of was how much of a shame I was.
Exhausted from the thoughts, I came up with a solid solution: stay single. That’s it! That was my plan! My specifically thought-through and carefully crafted plan of living by myself, perhaps with a dog or two. If anyone asked, I could simply say I never found interest in anyone.
The plan couldn’t bring peace to my mind. To the contrary, I was depressed. Suicide slowly became viable option. I know, it’s that same cliché of a teenager not being able to cope with the world winding up ending his own life. In my defence, I was about 14 at the time so let’s just blame puberty!
Then one day, I came across a certain video of David and Louis demonstrating how to put a fundoshi on. It was basically love at first sight.
From the Pimlico Project to the famous breakfast photo, their photography works were visually fascinating, full of character and just simply amazing. I was particularly drawn to the photos they took of themselves just simply having the best time being together. There were no trace of worries of being different in any of the photographs, instead, it was pride and joy.
They always looked so loving in everything they do. It just makes you feel so happy for the guys - jealous even. I was mesmerized by how they seem to be so great with each other.
David and Louis, I’m only assuming this since I have no knowledge of their pasts, are gay and they grew up in the period of time when the world discriminated homosexuals so many ways. Yet, they were proud of who they are, they pulled through, and just look at where they are now.
They were something I thought didn’t exist. Growing up I was taught to believe being gay means being ill, being sick with disgusting and disturbing thoughts about other people. David and Louis weren’t that. They were just normal, and happy.
I was inspired to keep moving forward and keep on doing the things I love, to stop pretending to try getting into girls’ pants and start making banana jokes instead. It was a wake up call for me as I realized I didn’t have to change into something I’m simply not.
I felt like a kid watching a superhero movie for the first time in his life. I felt the strongest urge to follow my ‘role models’ so to speak, to change my attitude and how I treat things. To be positive. To be an “unstoppable joy machine”, as David has described Louis.
And so, several years went by and here I am, still trying hard to make my brain think positively all of the time, still trying hard to do what I love and still hoping to travel to London one day to meet the guys.
Anyway, to end this extremely lengthy and obviously cheesy entry, I would like to simply thank David and Louis for being contagiously comfortable and proud of who they are. I hope they know how much I and many other people appreciate them for putting themselves out there and I hope they will never stop being fun, entertaining and inspirational.