Ms Monte Dee and Delilah took on Mardi Gras 鈥� and won! 鈥� joining a flood of northern-bound fags from chilly Melbourne.
I hear Ms Dee cavorted with Torah Hymen and Dallas 鈥榟eavenly鈥� Dellaforce, culminating in Ms Dee acting as 鈥榝luffer鈥� to a group of Bel Ami porn stars on Bondi beach while her travelling companion fell asleep on the doorstep of a yoga centre, in some desperate attempt at clean living, no doubt.
Ms Dellaforce was the midnight show, I hear, and tore the roof off the joint, expressing herself and letting everyone know she was born this way.
All hail Queen Dellaforce, singlehandedly bringing creativity back to the Gras. For too long now we have been overrun by a sea of mediocrity 鈥� dancers in bike shorts, flatsy wigs, Dotti frocks.
Creativity is what the gay community was once known for. That creative spark was what the rest of society admired us for. I have despaired lately of ever seeing such innovation again 鈥� until now.
It鈥檚 all too easy these days. An eBay-purchased Thai beaded dress and a lacefront wig and voila 鈥� instant drag queen.
In my day we were required to display a little more imagination and had to make everything from the ground up. These days it seems a PayPal account immediately gives you the title 鈥榙rag queen鈥�.
Thank goodness we saw some flair and imagination at Gras this year.
Not so impressed was Ron Wilson of ChannelTen, who described the event as 鈥渄isgusting鈥�. Honestly, I didn鈥檛 think the parade was that bad!
Maybe it was Monte鈥檚 behaviour he found so offensive.
Seriously though, are you not there to simply report? Since when did your bigoted opinion matter, Mr Wilson?
One of Melbourne鈥檚 up and coming gals has taken to popping ping pong balls out of her ass in a desperate attempt to entertain her audience.
Sweetheart, slutty whore does not equal talented or stage-worthy. Learn your craft, please.
One of Melbourne鈥檚 oldest and dearest celebrated a birthday milestone recently, chalking up the big 5-0 with a do at her local watering hole.
All her girlfriends gathered around to join in a chorus of 鈥渨hy was she born so beautiful, why was she born at all?鈥�
Hip hip hooray to you, darling. You don鈥檛 look a day over 70.
Recently, I was informed that I鈥檓 as old as the hills and heritage-listed. Thanks for that but I do own a calendar and a mirror 鈥� do you?
Here鈥檚 a little-known secret 鈥� in my day we didn鈥檛 even have headdresses or wigs. We strapped live chickens to our heads and used dirt for makeup 鈥� in a cave.
Until next time, remember, camp can indeed mean a thousand things.
Hey
loved it Rita
ever since you started this column you have injected a little ‘opinion’ back into the gay street press where it has been sorely lacking. It is exciting to read your reports on the lives of the glamorous and trashy! I used to love reading the gossip columns in the gay press each week – recognising thinly veiled stories of people I knew or knew about at events or places that I had been to or heard about.
It’s fun to read about your community in the paper!!!
What is the story nowdays that all gay people have to have the same opinion about everything?
A ‘correct’ gay response?
Rita tells it how she sees it and I say more power to you girl. If we all simply agreed with what we were told to think and act and believe then that would be just crap.
I like all types of drag – from trashy to brilliant – but that doesn’t mean that I don’t hear what Rita is saying. And I can remember back (though not as far back as dirt for make up in caves…!) when drag performers really did make some serious effort to create spectacle, glamour, event, occasion, and have also thought that the standard of shows at Mardi Gras has fallen in comparison over the years, so you go Rita. Say it like it is, speak your opinion – which is I imagine why they hired you to write the column – and let your freak flag fly honey, don’t hide it let it shine
long may you riegn
love love love
Cam
What a great coloumn – The first pages each week is the one your on and the photos – LOVE IT