I got my reading first, and went outside while my friend got his done to give him some privacy. While I was out there, I saw this gorgeous, thin drag queen walk quickly past me. She had tons of curly blond hair and a short, blue Tinkerbell-looking dress. She was so cute! Normally I am not a big fan of blondes, but drag queens are totally my kryptonite. All the better if they're actually my age...
Drag Race and Fabulousness
After the tarot readings, my friend and I got more cash out of the ATM at 7-11 (and I got a sugar-free slurpee, yay me!) and we walked over to the club. It was still a little early, about 10 minutes early, so we sat outside and talked about stupid stuff while my friend finished his cigarette and I finished my slurpee. As we went in side, we waited for about 5 minutes, and the drag show began. Now, I've been to drag shows at this club several times before, and they usually last 45 minutes tops and they're not particularly crowded. Tonight, the club was PACKED (and, the show lasted over 2 hours!) But we didn't know this before...
Apparently, the night was replicating RuPaul's Drag Race in D.C. Local amateur drag queens were competing for $250 tonight and a chance to compete further for $2,500. As soon as I realized what was going on, it occurred to me that maybe the blonde blue-fairy might be one of the contestants. Sure enough, she was like the 4th. I hadn't seen her face before. She's really cute, in a fairy sort of way (i.e., long and pointy nose and chin, very thin--though not skeletal, shy and coquettish... etc.) Anyway, it was great watching each girl do their routine (though some were more irritating than others. For the final runway walk, each girl had to walk down the runway with a spoon in her mouth and an egg in the spoon. I think like 4 of the 8 dropped their eggs... it was hilarious. I kept covering my eyes like a little kid and giggling so incessantly. Good thing it was so loud in there and so crowded, otherwise I might have been too self-conscious in the lack of anonymity to enjoy myself. God forbid I should RELAX and ENJOY MYSELF for once...
Each girl was great, but it was clear from the beginning who the winner was. She could DANCE. She seemed VERY shy, which I thought was strange given her talent. Congratulations to you, Coco! The blue fairy was runner up, which surprised me because the audience didn't seem to care one way or the other for her (and she was from North Carolina, so it might have been that they just weren't cheering for a friend like with the others...) But she had her makeup done very well, none of her tucking came undone, her wig stayed on... and if judges were just going on technicalities, then that got her a lot of points right there. Congratulations to you, too, Blue Fairy.
Of course afterward everyone was free to dance in the club. It was great being with my friend (and maybe just where I'm at in my life) because I really wasn't concerned with checking out cute guys or worrying about how I looked. I was very excited about the drag show (and savored my 3 hour crush on the blue fairy) and was with a cool guy and completely sober (I'm always amazed when I'm able to go to a club without drinking and still have fun... sounds stupid, but that's definitely a skill I never thought I'd have.)
We had a lot of fun dancing to all the queer music, hanging out in the smoke pit with this weird ass guy talking about some shit... I had NO idea what he was saying. I think he might have been a little high--he was talking way too fast to be drunk. Unless that's just how he rolls. Anyway, he was talking about renting a boat and going out to Occoquan with his uber-straight Asian friend who's really tall and muscular and he's SO into muscle guys and they were smoking camel crushers (WTF?) and he had crushed the ball into his fingers and got badly burned from it and for some reason he and his straight muscle friend had to carry part of the boat somewhere... I had no idea what the hell he was talking about, and he really didn't make any pauses (like the sentence above.) But I did notice something interesting. I guess when you go out with a friend, and the two of you meet a stranger, the stranger will talk to the more 'attractive' of the two. This is strange to me since 'attractive' is so subjective. I didn't even realize this was what was happening because people have always talked to the person I was with (I was always 'the friend.' Anonymous, simple.) I'm not sure if it's because I was a good 3-4 inches taller than my friend, that I've been on T for longer, that I had this stupid fake grin on my face the whole time, that I used 'active listening skills' such as nodding and repeating choice words that he had said, or some twisted combination thereof, but he'd glance at my friend--in between us--while talking mostly to me. Strange, strange, strange. Then again, I don't feel too bad--my friend isn't into biological men, and I most definitely am. The guy's name is Joseph, though I doubt anyone would remember him telling us this in conversation. Active. Listening. Skills.
We ended the night listening to Telephone, by Lady Gaga and Beyonce. I will assume that everyone has seen that music video (if you haven't, DO IT!) so that I can send you to the parody link. ::insert evil grin here:: I love you all!
SHERRY VINE!!!!! PEPPERMINT!! TELEPHONE Lady Gaga parody
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8685ogp7QRQ
Stay Tuned for Part Three: Visions and Oneness
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Heyyyy! Good to hear from you! And good on ya for stopping for the guy in the accident ... maybe not super heroics, sure, but still a good deed, y'know? :)
ReplyDelete"But I did notice something interesting. I guess when you go out with a friend, and the two of you meet a stranger, the stranger will talk to the more 'attractive' of the two. This is strange to me since 'attractive' is so subjective."
That's really interesting. Huh. The next time I'm with a friend or someone, and we end up talking to a stranger, I'm definitely going to have to pay attention to this!