Well, it’s all over for another year, and what a fabulous and busy time has been had by all.
Starting off the celebrations for our favourite time of year was of course Fair Day. Yet again, it was another scorcher of a day and I was over it before I had even got out of the car.
For those of you who may have missed me, I looked like a lollipop lady on acid who had been attacked by an electricity tower. It was definitely a very different look for me, but hey, it caught everyone’s attention and I was again mobbed by the flash of the camera.
I attended the day with my two daughters LayDee KinMee and Lola Del Arte, with Lola and me taking out runners-up for the Miss Fair Day Competition. Poor Lola, she really should have won that competition. She put so much work into her costume and she looked bloody fabulous.
Speaking of fabulous, my little baby Heaven kick-started the year on a high with more patrons at this year’s first dance than in previous years. Our new show Prisoner Cell Block H(eaven) went off with a real bang and the crowd went wild through a day’s journey in prison. For those of you who missed it, be sure to be at the final performance of this show at our next dance on Saturday, April 30 to witness the bashings, riots and even some bare muffs.
Talking about being bare, LayDee and myself were faced with lots of flesh at the starting area for the Mardi Gras Parade with topless men, bare buttocks and jiggling titties surrounding us.
It was a time for change and this was the first year I went to the parade as a media representative for Queer Out West, in the hope of obtaining new promos and some brief interviews with various parade entrants. With all the noise at the starting area, I’m really hoping all the hard work LayDee and I put into it will be salvageable.
With a new hairline wig by Clutching at Curls by Prada Clutch and face by Christina Dior, I definitely felt like the Kerri-Anne of Sydney’s drag scene.
Being ever so beautiful, I really had the urge to march, to show off my look to the thousands of supporters on the parade route. So when LayDee and I spotted the Queen of Wollongong, Miss Dee Dee Lemar, with the SES Float, we decided to jump on board.
Being a supermodel, of course I stole the attention away from the orange-overalled men. Oh well, don’t you know who I am, gorgeous? Do you love my new look? Tell me what you think below.
I think I looked fabulous as always, and all my injuries were worth it. I burnt my balls on depilatory cream, blistered feet from my new shoes and have a pair of grazed buttocks from the tulle on my tutu. Oh well. Pain is beauty, they say, and I am beautiful.
Drag gossip: which Mongrel Bitch refused to do an interview with us at the Mardi Gras parade, saying “I don’t do media or radio”? How rude — doesn’t she know who I am?
Also in drag gossip, which infamous queen of Richmond fractured her hip during her performance at Kaleidoscope social dance? Being a true professional, she just got up and finished her number.
Speaking of Kaleidoscope, they are very proud to have locked in the first Saturday of every month at the Parramatta Golf Club for their dance. Next dance is on April 2 with me as the host with special guests including Sandy Bottom and Miss Willy.
Until next time, gorgeous!!!