HAPPY WIG WEDNESDAY! Oh wait, does it still count if I wore the wig last Friday? Ah well. The Boy tells me if I really want to do Wig Wednesday justice, I need to take photos in the wig on Tuesday, and then post them Wednesday morning. He’s right. That sounds so…responsible. For a tradition that, so far, only has one participant! Me.

But ne’er mind that, dear blog reader, I’m sure you’ll participate in time. Here I am last Friday dressed up see my very first nighttime drag queen show. First? I know, I can’t believe it either!

In fact, I really don’t believe it, it’s me, after all, lover and worshiper of All Things Drag. I suspect there’s a drag queen show in there somewhere that I blacked out, but so far nobody’s reminded me of it. So! First nighttime drag queen show!

I was planning on wearing my pink wig and pink/white dress, but the weather last Friday was really Seattle-ish, pouring rain and crazy wind and I just couldn’t see it happening. I wore my silver jeans with the Boy’s black Doc Martens, which were a little too big for my feet but somehow made me feel empowered.

Beefcake, aisle three? We always yell “WERK” at each other while taking photos. He may not watch “Drag Race” with me but he certainly has picked up the lingo. Pretty soon he’ll be calling me “Hunty”, I just know it!

We can thank our friend/former co-worker Stephanie and a couple of the Boy’s other co-workers for setting up this night, because Lord knows although I do enjoy going out (occasionally) I need a lot of encouragement. Unless it’s a drag queen show. Then I just need a wig.

We invited Brenna, and she kept texting me excuses like “I’ve had a long day” (the show starts at 10 o’clock, which, even for child-free people like us, is still pretty damn late) and “I’m in my sweatpants”. I texted her back encouraging statements like “Come out! How often do we go to drag shows???” and “Put on jeans and some lipstick and get your ass down here!” Finally, she did show up. It was her first drag show too, and the Boy’s, as well. The Boy and I saw a daytime drag show at Bumbershoot years ago, but well…“Daylight is no friend to the dragoon”, as Lady Bunny says.

Because my obsession/love of all things RuPaul-related has increased over the last couple of months, I had recently watched all of the “meet the queens” videos for the upcoming season of “RuPaul’s Drag Race”, something I haven’t done for previous seasons. My favorite video was by Jinkx Monsoon, who won me over with her sassy attitude and humor and, surprise! She’s from Seattle!

And surprise again! She’s the emcee for the drag queen show we went to! Happiness! Joy! She was amazing. She’s also the first drag queen contestant on “Drag Race” from the Northwest, which she announced during the show.

And her costumes! Please! I wanted every single one of them! I didn’t bring my camera along to the show because I suspected that photography wasn’t allowed, but I was wrong. Photography is fine, just no flash! I sat on the end in my purple wig and got affectionately touched three different times by drag queens as they danced or performed down the aisle, and once, Jinkx actually reached out and lovingly caressed my cheek. HEAVEN! DRAG QUEEN HEAVEN!

Oh I’m going back, no question about that. The show was so good. Next time, I will wear more glitter, and I’m bringing Corinne, because I missed her during the show. After all, who could forget the infamous psilocybin-enhanced evening I showed her “Wigstock” for the first time (when she became just as enamored with queens as me?). Some things are just meant to be, like me and drag queens. I can’t wait to watch another show! And next time: I’ll bring my camera.