Fall queens and the super clench Hello my darlings. I hope this day finds you all in a great mood. Probably not, all things considered.
But you won’t hear me talking about anything negative or apocalyptic here. Instead, I thought I would tell you a few little tales of drag in years gone by.
In other words, I just want to sit back and remember a simpler time — when the biggest decision I had to make was, “What am I gonna wear in the show tonight?” Picture it: Rose Room, 1998 — the old,