"...because I will not be doing it again!!"

It was my city's pride last week, and any pride is crazy busy for drag performers. I did a performance on main stage (seen here), two performances at bar venues, and one performance at a theatre in the evening for the pride after party. It was fun but MENTAL!!! I think, next year, I'll agree to the main stage and the after party. Any gigs in between can fuck off. I had a minor menty b after doing the pub gigs because I was so tired (and hungry. I worked the entire day on one bowl of cereal).

Can we take a moment to appreciate the WORK OF ART THAT WAS ME on the main stage?!

That gorgeous headpiece and the rainbow bodysuit suit was made for me by Clownboi Customs on Instagram (run by a very dear and beloved friend of mine!). The shoulder pauldrons and leg covers were made by myself.

That headpiece, beautiful though it was, was fucking heavy!!! Omg!! It was made of plaster and mirror tiles, with about 6 foot of gathered tulle hanging from it! That belt around my waist was wrapped around the boa too, to take some of the weight off my neck.

I still managed to march and dance in it though! Go me.

Woke up with a stiff neck the next day though, plus a goose egg where the bobby pins fastening my hair in place had been.

I was determined to get papped during the march, because I've always failed to get photographed by the official photographers every single year. So, fuck it, I dressed as a six foot rainbow dragon, wearing a mirror ball

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I still didn't get photographed!

WHAT MUST I DO TO IMPRESS YOU PEOPLE!?

I'm wearing fucking circus stilts next year. Watch me!!