But enough about Rogers Park. HIYOOOOOOOOOOO!
I’m still wondering why no one’s asking Jaymes Mansfield: “How’s your head?”
The shudders this will incite in anyone who’s seen it:
I’m still hoping for a Dorian Corey character...and a subplot about that infamous skeleton in her closet.
Y’all need to see http://notfoolinganybody.com/
If this is late-stage capitalism, when does it officially die?
GayHop won’t have the same ring to it.
They could have done a better job. Trying to mash up a campy Dead Ringer challenge with an in-depth exploration of self-sabotage, self-esteem, and self-doubt would have worked better with the Season 5 Top 5.
Perhaps they could have more effectively talked about the reasons why some people struggle with self-sabotage and others don’t. Some people handle it better (Eureka), some people have worked through it (Asia), some are imprisoned by it (Miz Cracker and to a certain extent Kameron), and some are completely unaware…
If Todrick Hall is the price I have to pay to see Crystal Waters, Kimberley Locke, Ultra Nate, AND Martha Wash on the same day, I will make my peace with that by being closer to the Belmont end of things between 2:30 and 3:30 on Saturday.
I’m speaking specifically about effeminate men here.
Needed more runway puns.
My husband and I took my sister to her first drag show this past Christmas at the Rose Room in Dallas where Miss Asia O’Hara came out doing a showgirl/burlesque routine to a sultry jazzy version of Kylie’s “Slow.” I was already in love with her just for that.
This has not been a great week to be a relatively sane fan of Star Wars and Drag Race with all this online Romper Room fuckery.
I heard “inner sabbatoir” which sounds like an inner slaughterhouse where you just keep killing your dreams and any sense of self-esteem over and over and over again.
If you grew up gay and effeminate in a world where people are mercilessly cruel to effeminate men from school age on, you’d know exactly where the emotional baggage, insecurities, and tragic backstories come from.