My name is Lance, but I prefer Reaper. I'm a 15 year old high school sophomore.
I'm from/in NYC and am actually sort of secretive (which is interesting because I'm a terrible liar). I rarely ever open up to people, and even then without any sort of emotion. It irritates my friends, though they rarely say so to my face, but they're still around so I guess I'm doing something right.
Anyway, I've always loved art and frequent the Met religiously. Being gay was one of the few things I was sure of about myself for years, so it kind of got pushed down to the bottom of my list of indentity crises. It also means that I ever gave much thought to not having a bf until quite recently. I'm out to a group of friends, and anyone who doesn't know I assume has guessed.
Where I am now is satisfying. I take weekend courses at FIT (Fashion Institute of Technology) in Menswear Design and Photography, both of which I am enjoying immensely. As for other pursuits in my life, they include writing and an interest in World History. Quite an array, but I'm sure I'll settle on something.
My friend and myself want to emulate the club kids and and other avante garde movements, in both NYC and London. So I am inspired by mod, punk, glam, and any of those '60s-'80s styles. I've become more and more extroverted as of late. Holding the hands of my senior friends through the college app process had made me lend more thought to my future. I feel like starting a Warhol-meets-Wonka Factory in the Terminal Warehouse building might be bit out of reach.
One of my favorite activites since meeting my psychotic Improv friend is public weirdnes. My favorite venue for this is the elevator at Bergdorf Goodman, where we talk into our shoes and do yoga. We've gotten some great looks and we have more ideas every day.
I suppose there are other more relevant things I can tell you. I drink and shop way too much. I have a lot of family in Argentina and I visit them frequently with my parents. I love the movies Velvet Golmine, Party Monster, The Legend of Leigh Bowery, Silence of the Lambs, and everything by Almod