The author Mark Cooper said, “Life has no remote. Get up and change it yourself.” My closest friends are well aware of my admittedly self-absorbed fantasy that my life is actually a TV show. I’ve always thought that my existence is so interesting and adventure-filled (and it is) that there are hidden cameras everywhere ready […]Read more "What A Feeling"
My iPhone starts blaring U2’s Beautiful Day at 3:45 AM. It’s supposed to be telling me to wake up. But I’ve beaten it by a good twenty minutes yet again. I take a quick shower, brush my teeth (and tits) and apply my moisturizer and sunscreen. Senna Enna’s roosters haven’t even started crowing but here […]Read more "Playing with Fire"
Death and taxes. They always say that nothing in this world is certain but those two. But looking back at some of my old photos, I would like to add bad haircuts to this very short list. Hello, I am Victor Platon and I will be your Grief Counselor-in-Chief. “What makes you qualified for this […]Read more "How to Grieve the Loss of a Parent"
This piece originally appeared on TEAM MAG Online last year. For digital copies, download here. Follow us on social media here, here and here. Thank God for sassy women who can sing. Or divas, as we’ve exalted them. I’ve adopted many of their songs as personal anthems, if not emulated their moves on the dance […]Read more "The Effeminist’s Anthem"
Photography: SHAIRA LUNA Creative Direction: SHAIRA LUNA Producer: VICTOR PLATON Styling: VICTOR PLATON Models: EBOY FERNANDEZ, JOX GONZALES, VICTOR PLATON Shot on location at The Ramon Magsaysay CenterRead more "of_pastels_& _periwinkles.png"
This piece originally appeared in the Modern Manila Issue of OUT THERE Magazine, the world’s leading, award-winning, dedicated luxury and experiential travel journal for discerning, taste-making gay men and their friends. For digital copies, click here. In a sprawling metropolis like Manila where rapid modernization gives little precedence to heritage, a humble mode of transportation prevails […]Read more "Kings of the Road"
Legend has it that I made a girl cry back in sixth grade. She shed tears not because we had verbal fisticuffs as I was prone to do but because, as a joke, I kissed her on the lips. The horror and panic of having the school’s only out and proud gay student plant a […]Read more "Hello, My Name is Judas"