7.28.22 The Witch Hunt Tour, pre-sale underway

I didn't read the article. Does it state how one gets to be on Elle/Denmark. 
Was it through his job, Adam, or some other connection? Inquiring minds.

Congratulations!  I hope everything works out and you have a great time!

Courtesy of Google Translate, with some manual edits by me where it failed to figure out the details:


27 YEARS OLD, SHOP ASSISTANT AT GANNI


OLIVER GLIESE


When I came out, I remember my aunt saying she had felt it since the time I entered her meeting on roller skates in my mother's tight-fitting stockings and asked if I could wear her earrings. I myself first discovered that I was different when in the 4th grade I changed from a small village school to a larger school in Kalundborg. On the first day of school I was in full Hamtaro outfit (Japanese manga series, ed.) and could see that I didn't look like the other boys. That meant I had trouble finding my space. I was assaulted in the school yard, and I was the only boy in the class who was not invited when the other boys held their birthday parties — but I didn't come to the girls' birthdays either, because I was not a girl.


I spent a large part of my childhood trying to fit in. Along the way, I was with girls and got girlfriends, but as time went on I got more and more guilty. I felt that I lied to the outside world about who I really was. My family moved to Hillerod, then I started in high school, and only when I was 17 I told my closest friends and family that I was not heterosexual. When I came out, I did it first as bisexual, because I felt that it was easier. Fortunately, my family always supported me no matter what. I can only imagine how hard it must be for young homosexuals who do not have that support.


When I finished high school, I was very happy and not afraid to express myself. I went femininely dressed in tight-fitting clothes, and I liked flip-flops and platform shoes. I quickly got a job in the fashion industry, where you would think that the framework was wide, but even here I knew that I looked nicer when I dressed a little more masculine. That period hit my self-confidence, so I didn't feel there was space for me to support myself.


Last year I went on an exchange stay in Los Angeles. Staying there I received from a culture that is much more embracing, where there is more showing off and less conformity (literally he said "Jante's law" - see  www.scandinaviastandard.com/what-is-janteloven-the-law-of-jante/) . When I got home, I decided that I would take it with me; that I would not care what others think about how I am or who I am.



I lived in West Hollywood, which is a gay mecca. You can barely go into a bar that isn't LGBTQ+ friendly or where there are no other homosexuals. There is a tendency that people support each other much more, and if I were in a supermarket and had something wild or colorful on, I was stopped by random people and told how good they thought I expressed myself. At home, I risk getting negative reviews on the street. There are probably also many who look at me from the other side of the street and think my type looks smart — but they could never find the time to say it out loud.


I wish people in Denmark would get better at speaking up when they do experience discrimination on the street. One day I visited a friend in Norreport, it was a Friday afternoon, and there were a lot of people in the square. At a traffic light there were two young men who caught sight of me from the other side of the street and shouted that I was a stupid fag. I asked them to talk nice, but instead they continued and shouted that they would beat me up. There stood 30 people of all ages, but not a single one of them elected to intervene. Instead, they looked down on their shoes, up in the air or starred down the screen of their phone. I do not wish that they would have interfered in the confrontation, but I don't think they know how much it would have meant if one of them had come over afterwards and asked: "Are you okay?"


Today I have quite a few followers on Instagram (13,000, ed.), but I think that it is difficult to be a role model for others at a time where everything you say or write risks being misunderstood. My inbox is open, and I find that there are people who write to me and asks me for advice. I answer them of course, if I can can, but I'm still figuring out how to use this platform at my disposal. I would like to be more of an activist, and I try to share if I experience transgressive behavior, like when last summer there was the European Championship in football, and all of Copenhagen celebrated, but not a day went by when I was not shouted at or threatened. My hope is that I can show all those who believe that we live in a society where there is room for everyone, that there is still a long way to go.