One night in Miami, through a blur of tequila and bad decisions, Luke Spiller realised he had gone too far.
Arguably it was always going to happen. An aspiring dancer who studied Michael Jackson videos, taught himself piano and wore women’s clothes as a teenager, Spiller had long burned harder and faster than his peers. After relocating to Los Angeles, his maximalist personality was teamed with heavyweight glitz, bolstered pre-covid by a split with his long-term girlfriend, model Laura Cartier Millon. It was like striking a match over petrol.
