Homeward bound
He may be the new standard-bearer of pop stardom, but for Troye Sivan, the 25-year-old Aussie singer-songwriter and actor who rocketed to the top of global dance charts with self-penned intimacies sung over lush synth-soundscapes, the celebrity tropes are simply for smashing.
Starting with the hackneyed ‘star is born’ narrative that casts prodigious talent in underdog circumstance then plots for its lucky meet with a modern-day Svengali who dictates its loves, looks and living, Sivan has concertedly written his own script and regards fame without freedom as the seventh circle of hell; an abyss filled with hangers-on and overblown houses à la rapper 50 Cent, who famously bragged about 19 bedrooms, 25 bathrooms, a hot tub that fit 40, a nightclub and an indoor racquetball court before going bust.
“I think I’d be really sad if I woke up in a house by myself with 19 bedrooms,” says Sivan from the peachy bedroom peak of his
