“I have always been gay,” says Johnson Ngo. “But, I did not realize I was gay until I was a teenager.”
Ngo, 24, is a artist in Toronto, Ontario. With richly saturated and gloriously shiny black hair, reaching past his shoulders, Ngo regularly gets mistaken for a girl. He wears large frame glasses, slim-fitting trench or bomber-style coats, skinny pants and thrifted bow ties. He is beyond fashion trends. He has his own style.
Ngo is one of my closest friends.