And my thighs hurt from too much Gangnam Style.
Life is all about balance. Drag is all about balance. The trick is finding and maintaining that balance between life and drag. Those of us who perform regularly, especially those of us who are monogamously coupled, understand the need for balance. But sometimes things get out of control and you suddenly realize that the balance is out of whack. All of a sudden you’ve got a weekend full of drag; shows and rehearsals and driving to and from shows and rehearsals. Then you find yourself burnt out on Monday morning; burnt out on drag, burnt out on driving, burnt out on the makeup, the binding. Just. Burnt. Out.
And my thighs hurt from too much Gangnam Style.
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And it’s 2013. Another year left in the dust, another apocalypse survived. Though the number of “The Mayans were wrong!” posts seen on December 22nd made me want to kick puppies. The Mayans were not “wrong.” They just ran out of room on their wheel. We were the ones who turned it into the hype that it was. But I digress…
2012 was … interesting. In the drag world we saw drama, cheaters, drama, liars, drama, pageants won, drama, pageants lost, drama, threats made, drama, brotherhood, drama, bullying and did I mention drama? Actually, if you were to replace 2012 with any other year it would really be about the same. Some of the above shocked me. Some of it didn’t. Some of it didn’t shock me, but the extent of some of it did. A lot of what happened last year left the Arizona drag king community fractured, and it will be a long time healing. There were some highlights in 2012, however: |