You know Rupaul, don’t you?
He can also look like this.
Why do I love drag? Because it makes me happy. I giggle and laugh. A lot.
Drag queens always have a good time, and their joy is utterly irresistible and infectious.
Drag queens are far more feminine and polished than I could ever dream of being. I am in awe of their makeup, their wardrobe, their acting.
Drag queens are above all, entertainers. Their performances are sophisticated, clever, witty and literate.
Drag queens are living their dream, which is the coolest thing you can do in life. They play with feminine prototypes. They are the result of powerful imaginations being realized.
Drag is about empowerment. Rupaul says, “Learn to love yourself, ’cause if you can’t love yourself, how the hell you gonna love somebody else?” And, “Biggest obstacle I ever faced was my limited perception of myself.” And here’s one for all women. “Anyone who can step out of the house with a pair of heels and some lipstick on their lips is my hero.”
Drag is about fearlessness and fierceness. Going out on a limb and pulling it off. Drag queens are braver than most people.
Drag is a lot of work. I admire the dedication it takes to step out. There’s the concept, the execution, the delivery. Being a drag queen gives meaning to my Mother’s favorite saying, “You have to suffer to be beautiful.”
Won’t you share with us something you love?
P.S. A big shout out to my first love, Dame Edna, as played by Australian Barry Humphries.
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