In Memorium

Well I had to wonder when it would come to pass......it seems that Hamilton may just be a drag queen or two less in the future....Now you'd have to work out why that might be.
Personally I believe it is a direct result of negativity,and the fact some haven't had a grasp on what exactly they started doing it for...or have lost sight of their original intentions.
So maybe the school for drag resilience need a few sterner directives....
or maybe the saying 'get real'...
So you dress in a drag to...............confuse,titillate,and entice COCK
You spend too much time wondering whats being stuffed in your arse..rather than whats coming out of it.
How much of it is you......
and what good is it doing the people who are looking on....
well............which way it flies.....
Personally I have always thought of the role of drag queen....
Mother
Confidante
and role model
Anything else has always been a bonus
So here's one up you girls
Love
Gloriousole

Doing what comes naturally

Well...you have to give the passing traffic a moment...as these unlikely companions hang it out there to see whats on the hook.......but seriously folks.

After reading about the roles a man takes in creating a

light to their own philosophy....Here's two unlikely pals.

Presenting....Queen of the Oscar Year Ms Fur Purse

thats her on the left....and fuck Gloria where did you get that hair.

Now thats drag.

It's trans but not sexual as you know it.

The autograph book leads to the future of the kindness

of this soul.

The Rise and Rise of a Daphne Bush

Well...you wouldn't put it passed her.they say.Now I am always one for a fair hand but of late I have come to question what loyalty there is,between drag queens,who want of a better word call each other sisters,and yet show not a jot of loyalty.

Well such appears in this example of how much shoulder sitting one person is likely to put up with.

Shoulder sitting.The process where somebody sits on one's shoulders for a better view and,then not understanding the foundation on which they sit.Take to defacating/shitting on your shoulders in order to create their own world.

Harsh I know. But recently many loyalties have been tossed to the wind is such a way I see as un imaginable.

Take the example of comic drag queen DAPHNE BUSH....Her first comic appearances were at the doors of Auckland Establishments .Spectacles and more glitter than foundation....and I know it's cruel to make ...but legs a giraffe on heat wouldnt pass by....would appear closer to the truth than is often said to this self styled daffy diva.

But digress my tirade not.

Her sister,friend.....and....My current hero..the Mole

chanpioned this diva wannabe..in a world that usually says different is

a word for wrong.....but I have now come to admire some who have gone before me...who finding the wannabe comedienne a little like the captain of the cribbage team.Lovely dear...but bloody tiring at the end of the day.

Have taken to driving her from the doors of drag queen admiration.....

Notable by the heirachy of Auckland flesh pots.

A loner to be sure....

but my isolation is by choice.

If this sister continues......

and doesnt seethe reality of her friendship with some...may find

her self.................

excommunicated.............

so make the scones girlfriend

Time to kiss arse....

or see the results of your own doing.........

Loyalty and friends are a rare item

No for sacrificing for the sake of a pissing competition

Cheers girl

Being the Fabulous Mole

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