A picture from DC’s parade this week and a memory of the first time I saw a drag queen. I worked for my father’s company the summer after I graduated high school while I tried to decide what to do with my life. My father had a convention in L.A. and took me along just to be nice under the pretense that I would demonstrate AutoCAD at our booth. Our travelling companion was a British woman who worked in another branch of the company. On the elevator ride up to our hotel room my father and I were following elevator etiquette and minding our own business. Out of the silence popped up the British accent with “Your teeth are just beautiful.” My father and I took our eyes off the floor and looked up about a foot and half over our heads to a man in the most sparkly attire I’ve ever seen thanking our companion for complimenting his expensive dental work.
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I saw my first drag queen in New Orleans when I was 11 or 12. Had my father not pointed it out to me, I would have never realized it.
My first drag queen wasn’t really a queen I suppose. I went to “An evening at La Cage” – a female impersonator show in Toronto. I’ll tell you something though some of those outfits were TIGHT in um the naughty bits and you would NEVER have known that they were guys and not women.