
Okay...Hard as it may be to stay in the drag queen business....here is one icon that deserves space.
Miss Mole has been Christchurch's leading light for as long as anybody can remember....and I was shy initially in my approach to such an icon.
My first meeting was as her own wicked smile met mine in one of the nation's fleshpots....but it was her arrival at parliament for the once and never done again GLAMMIES..that I had to always remain in awe...Dressed as if one would to visit the Pope..Hat for the races...makeup designed by crayon....and a sense of the absurd...
Here is something in the history of New Zealand Gay History to be celebrated....I am only too happy to call this old gal a sister.....In fact one could call her the antithesis to my own ...while I may delve in thought....theres nothing like the mole for saying it out .....encouraging the youth to show their well defined muscles...intellectually as well as physically.....
and no time for the fools who live behind their own reflections....She's out loud and living it all....
My personal heroine..................and makes me stay in the game longer than many would have thought possible
You go girl