Gay Fart of the Week: Christopher Camplin, model/web developer/DJ


Welcome back to Gay Fart of the Week, a feature where I talk to awesome gay men from around the world who know how to keep us interested—and this week’s instalment will captivate your attention because he’s a beautiful and handsome model, a talented developer and he somehow finds time to throw a series of queer parties in London. He is one of the hardest working gay farts going, and he is younger than me! Say hello to Mr. Christopher Michael Camplin. 

Age: 27

Occupation: Web Developer, Model, DJ

You are an extremely successful model, but you are also a web developer. Which came first? And which comes first?

Extremely successful? Thanks, it doesn’t always feel like that but i suppose I’m starting to reach that point where I have a lot of work under my belt. I would say the Web Development came first as I started doing that when I was still at University in Brighton.

The modelling didn’t start until I did a shoot for Tom Ford & GQ Style about male nudity.


Then nothing for a year or so until I was found by stylist and my now good friend Toby Grimditch. Toby wanted to use me as a guy from the street for J.W Anderson’s Man show for London Fashion week.

I had to ‘walk’ for the first time in a pair of the most uncomfortable mink slippers, that were two sizes too small. Not the easiest start but I had a lot of fun.


How do you balance your schedule? Do you manage your own presence on social media? I ask, because your face, body and name are out there quite regularly, and I wonder if that has anything to do with your invisible hand, or merely a result of the Internet’s gratitude toward you.

I balance my schedule by just fitting in what I can, when I can really. Obviously I have to work 9-6 as a developer, so everything else has to fit in around that for the time being. When it comes to social media i really haven’t pushed it that much in terms of getting myself out there, it seems to perpetuate itself. Tumblr & Pinterest seem to have gone crazy for me, from what i’m told but i have never put anything on there myself, I don’t have either a Tumblr or a Pinterest account but both have a lot of pictures of me.

I often feel like it’s just a case of right time, right place for a lot of it. Beards seem to be in vogue at the moment and i grew one as soon as i could, both because i love facial hair & i wanted to look older. At that time there wasn’t a great deal of beards around, especially on younger guys. Perhaps that got me noticed and now they seem to be everywhere.

You provide music for the party “In Bed With… Little Gay Brother,” too. How many hats are you wearing these days?

Yeah, the party is Little Gay Brother presents…

I’m actually not just providing music but am part of the team behind these parties.

We are the Queer clubbing experience, brought to you by the Model, the DJ, The Dominatrix & The Unicorn. Myself, Terry Vietheer, Clayton Wright and Precious Bevington have become like a family & we all play our part in organising the events. I DJ and do the artwork and our last party Flex went down a storm. We are @ Dalston Superstore every other month and will be at Secret Garden Party this summer. We will also be appearing at other festivals around the UK and have been talking about bringing the party overseas so watch this space…


Who are your favourite social media gays to read?
I wouldn’t say i have any favourite social media gays to read, there’s all sorts of different interesting stuff out there.

What advice would you give to someone who might want to do what you do?
Thats a tough one, I have a bit of a strange hybrid of careers going on a the moment. I’m not entirely sure which one to pursue the most, if you mean modelling, My advice wouldn’t be that useful because I never planned any of it & really believe i was in the right place at the right time. If you mean DJ I think it’s about having a passion for the music, I never planned to be a DJ either but that seems to be happening too & it came out of a love & passion for House music. Terry & Clayton found me based on modelling, but essentially based on my DJ sets on soundcloud and the music I posted on social media.

You’ve modelled for one of my favourite designers: Walter Van Beirendonck. What was his part in helping propel your career as a model?


I’ve worked with Walter a couple of times actually, once walking in his Wonde® show in Paris in 2010 & again for his Dream the world awake retrospective at the Antwerp Fashion Museum. Here I got to work with Nick Knight & Simon Foxton, who i found out were major people in the fasion industry.


I then went on to do a Butt Magazine shoot with Simon Foxton & Andreas Larrson.


Andreas is an amazing photographer and I went on to make his website.

What shoot, above all, has been your favourite?

Difficult question. I really enjoyed flying over to Hamburg to work on Horst magazine with Alex Klesta, but also loved working with Lee Roberts, Lee Paton & an amazing pair of Huskies



How would you describe Twitter to a gay man?
Twitter, personally, I would describe as hard work! You have to be tweeting the right people, with the right things at the right time to really get some good interaction going.

If you want to see what’s in the pipeline, here’s a sample image from a recent shoot i did in Central Park, NYC with Isauro Cairo. Isauro is an amazing photographer and i am really looking forward to seeing the rest of the images.

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I also did a very interesting shoot for Fantastic Man that is just in the shops, and the whole thing turned out to be pretty traumatic but also an interesting social experiment. I’ll let you go check it out for yourselves.

Both the last two jobs came via Facebook—the former was organised just as i posted I was going to NYC when i booked my flight. I do feel that social media has fuelled my recent “fame,” and it will be interesting to see where it goes next. The world is an increasingly fickle place…

Why Fab Magazine meant nothing to me, and why that’s okay


I bleed queer media.

I love queer journos.

I am an AA Bronson-loving, Gregg Araki-watching, Darren Greer-reading faggot who always wants more. I’m a selfish consumer. If there is no substance, I get bored. If I’m being pandered to, I move on. I am one of the hardest people to please.

And yet I read what I don’t like, in the hopes that something will change. That people will improve. That something, anything, will change for me. I said I was a selfish reader.

Fab magazine didn’t die because it sucked. It had an audience. It was the event listings magazine for the nouveau gay. It was the soft core cum pamphlet for the not-out-but-horny. It was never meant to be substantial in any other way than to be a gateway glossy. It never could be, because Fab wasn’t about features that dissected gay culture to a point of any new kind of understanding. The writer’s journey was oft simplistic and under-researched. Not always, but often. The only dreams that Fab magazine produced were inspired by imagery—sexy, sexy imagery. I came to the conclusion that Fab wasn’t changing and wouldn’t inspire me when I picked up a Priape catalogue and jerked off to a guy in a fetish wrestling singlet. I came all over the glossy pages. Later that week I picked up Fab magazine and I couldn’t tell the difference. My aspirations for queer media hit a wall. I was faced with the reality that Fab was for titillation and that was its service.

My qualms with this are personal. I want queer media to teach me something, and if it is going to be a gateway glossy, it should attempt to regionally discuss queer issues as they exist within the region. But like most print media, ad sales are king, and that often leads to a diluted message. A double-page spread about millenial AIDS apathy and the generation’s propensity toward bareback sex isn’t going to inspire a bathhouse or a phone sex line to buy ad space (but, to Fab magazine editor Phil Villeneuve’s credit, he did say he would be interested in this story from me, so changes were afoot). Whether the impetus was to produce informative features, it was almost never satisfied.

Unfortunately, there is no king of queer media. I usually hop from blog to blog, reading various pieces of queer writing, and indulging my appetite that way. All mainstream queer pubs have fallen victim to the same pressures. Fluff and troll covers get readers. Readers mean money. Money means you’re not going out of business.

Until even your audience isn’t enough, and your ad share goes to digital. Like it has been trending for a long time now. Former editor-in-chief Matt Thomas tells me this is what happened with Fab, and Pink Triangle Press is moving Fab’s online content to its digital property Daily Xtra. After April, Fab is done.

I’m not sad, because Fab magazine never meant anything to me. I read it every month and rarely learned anything. I never had a party featured in the pages, nor attended a party because it was Fab-recommended. I never got style tips from the style section, or wanted to fuck a monthly (correction: bi-weekly) Fab guy. And I’ve already told you how I felt about the features.

But as a serviceable welcome-to-gay-Toronto-young-person magazine, I can see why people would have an attachment. If the magazine helped spread the word about a show I was in, or a party I was throwing, I could see why someone would value it.

I’m just saying it didn’t shape my gay identity. And as sad as it is to lose a queer pub, I won’t feel any sense of longing.

Video Rated T for Tolerance is anything but tolerant

In the video above, a young Christian girl raps her beliefs, claiming that because gay men do not qualify to donate blood, and because God created man and woman to procreate, being gay is a gateway to hell. I’d gladly bathe in the fires of hell if it means avoiding the “golden gate” (her words) that lets her sorry ass in.

Kevin Naulls seeks Trend Editor job at


Dear Postmedia and,


My name is Kevin Naulls, and I am perfect for the position of Trends Editor.

I know everyone and their mom is telling you they are perfect for this job, but I am actually the best. And I have absolutely no qualms about sounding this arrogant, because I actually believe it.

I am the former editor of The Hype (culture and entertainment) and The Goods (fashion) at, and in my time at the site, I managed to triple page views to The Goods’ Fashion Week package, and create clickable new packages (like The Scene (a satirical, navel-gazing gallery that poked fun at the insularity of society events) and Street Style). I even won gold at the National Magazine Awards for the TIFF 2011 package I created and spearheaded. I have proven on many occasions that I know how to create shareable content, and that I know what people like.

I’m also very active on Facebook and Twitter, and the bulk of my sharing is videos and links to content I think people will find interesting and/or shocking (that, and jokes, because I think I have one or two jokes that land). I have even personally created content that has gone “viral”—most recently, a first-person narrative I wrote for the Toronto Standard about plus-size fashion in Toronto that was picked up by the Daily Mail. I also started the flash-in-the-pan Tumblr(s) Call Me Maeby, Willow’s Shirts and YouHateFaggots.

I am very passionate about the web, insofar as I spend most of my time exploring trends from every nook and cranny, from gonzo 4chan memes to cat macros to fashion and porn trends. I selfishly want to know how the Internet is moving when it is moving, even when I’m complaining about it. If I had to narrow down my online bio to a few words, I’d be an observer and an over-sharer. And to be good at this job you’ve proposed, I believe you need to be both. And that’s me.

You asked for a crisp and creative cover letter. How is this?


Kevin Naulls

Shoes of the year as of February 25, 2013


First I proclaimed the Herschel x New Balance shoes to be the shoes of the year. And they are still awesome, and I hope you are wearing them. But these Opening Ceremony x Adidas shoes ($175) are just as badass. I like a shoe that doesn’t really get edited. There’s a mesh trimmed sole, a white mesh window, a tangerine hook tag and bright green laces. It puts the art in Gay Farts and Culture.

And for those who don’t like shoes with everything. Denmark’s Wood Wood spring/summer shoes are the much more toned down versions of the ones above (270 Euros)—but be sure to make note of that green suede toebox, because it really makes the shoe what it is. Unfortunately, not every opportunity calls for the most badass sneaker.



Anne Hathaway didn’t annoy anyone.

Seth MacFarlane played the on-stage Republican who wants to prove to everyone that he can actually sing. No, really, actually sing.

Quvenzhané Wallis (I copied and pasted this from the Internet) played the cute never-gonna-win-at-9 kid seat. Not when Anne Hathaway was in a movie for five minutes once. She had to cut her hair, kid. Deal with it.

Sandra Bullock was a goddess as usual, and even hammed for GIFportunities. BECAUSE SHE IS THE BEST.

Meryl Streep picked out a wedge on live television. BECAUSE SHE IS THE BEST.

Jennifer Lawrence fell on her face, proving she’s still realer than real or something.

Catherine Zeta-Jones performed a number from movie musical Chicago, because we have all been wondering when we were going to pop in the DVD copy we snagged at that yard sale last summer.

The cast of Chicago presented several awards, and were actually introduced as the cast of Chicago. Chicago, a movie that came out 11 years ago.

John Travolta came out on stage to introduce a montage of old musicals. Which, again, included Chicago.