James Lowe, AKA Lorde’s Boyfriend, Pens Open Letter About Fame
Jared Leto said that fame doesn’t change you, it changes everyone around you. While I’m not the centre of attention here (and fuck, the times I have, it’s never been fun), I do become aware of the people around me and their transparency. They fail to hide it. I’ve experienced being a target of the tabloids, finding moments I thought I was in safe hands splattered all over the internet, being pushed and shoved, or watching others get pushed and shoved by paparazzi just to get what they think they’re entitled to. While I’m dragging on about the negative aspects, they are only a small part of my world now. There is a bright, shining silver lining to this thing I’ve been exposed to. I’ve had the privilege to sit on an aircraft for 12 hours, cramped, exhausted but happy (like Louis CK once said, “YOU’RE FLYING. YOU’RE SITTING IN A CHAIR IN THE SKY!”). I’ve been able to tell tales of the many amazing people I’ve met along the way – from fellow photographers, to artists I’ve always admired and never thought I’d get to meet, let alone have a simple thing like coffee with… People who seem to scramble the words within your brain and the only thing you end up doing is blurting out ‘HILSKDFLKWELK’ (at some point it’s a verbal greeting, but ends up a flurry of sweat mixed with spit). More importantly, I’ve found a little inspiration from new faces. People I look up to. People whose work I admire so much. For all of this I have to thank the one I look up to the most. Who I admire the most. Who still fills the little voids I try to avoid.
Maybe you’ve heard of James K. Lowe or maybe you haven’t, but as singer Lorde’s boyfriend, the photographer (who is eight years older than the 17-year-old singer) has a unique perspective on what it’s like to be part of a suddenly famous person’s inner circle. Writing on his blog, Lowe opens up a bit about his relationship with Lorde, who he calls by her given name, Ella, saying that though she’s gone for weeks and months at a time on tour, he “couldn’t be prouder of what she has achieved so far.”
He also discusses being the subject of tabloid gossip and having what he thought to be private moments made public. I’m a bit surprised he doesn’t directly address another seriously shitty aspect of being the boyfriend of a famous person — the viciousness with which he has been personally attacked for his looks and his Asian heritage. But perhaps Lowe views that fuckery as not even worth responding to, and he’s probably right. Especially when he’s clearly focused on being appreciative of the perks that come with fame. Sounds like Lorde, I mean Ella, has a great guy to come home to. [Ono Field]