Handling a bad night Hello world! Last night I had a show in the Rose Room. It was my regular Friday night gig, and I had a bad night.
So I thought I would tell you all about it. You know, showing y’all every aspect of drag, warts and all. First off, I want to say how truly lucky I am to get to do what I love and get paid for it, but sometimes you just have an off night.
So I was in kind of a neutral mood as the girls went out to perform the opening production. As they are singing — “’cause Ima woman!” — I realize I am starting to run behind.
I only have about two minutes before I need to be completely ready and walking out on stage. I really could have used four minutes — outfit on, earrings on, shoes, wig glued down, perfume on and breath strips in my mouth hole as I am running to bring the girls off stage as the production ends.