Monster Pansy Ball 2001

next page

A bunch of us attended (what was supposed to be) an incredibly fabulous party called the Monster Pansy Ball, a disco, cross-dressing, drag-queen, throw-down, fashion extravaganza (which turned out to be slightly less wonderful than we'd anticipated - we were really the most fabulous people in the whole place - excluding the Satan's Cheerleaders, who were AMAZINGLY HOT). We ended up having more fun beforehand, and while we had to wait for a bit at a totally straight Mexican restaurant for an hour before we could get in. Sondra and I had a mom stop us in the restroom; her little girl couldn't bring herself to go potty until she had examined both of us. Sondra offered to let her try on her wig and I offered to glue a sparkle on her face, but she declined. She wasn't afraid, just sort of struck dumb by seeing two adults (ha-ha) in costume when it wasn't Halloween. Her mom was really cool, too. Actually, everyone in the place was. I mean, it wasn't as though we were rowdy or anything. We came in, sat nicely at the bar, ate a ton of queso, and tipped really well. We just looked bizarre!

 

This is me in my extremely amazing corset and silver stripper pants. You wouldn't think that a large order of queso would fit inside this corset, but you're wrong! I have witnesses!

 

I loved my hair this particular evening. It was extremely fun (but terribly time-consuming, and a pain in the butt to take down), but I can't take credit for the idea. A friend's daughter wore her short hair this way for Christmas, and I loved it so much, I tried it with my longer hair, and wrapped the ends in wire-ribbon. It feels great around my face, and I'm pretty sure I'll wear it that way again soon, pain or no pain!

 

Tim and me, posing in Sondra's doorway. Isn't Tim too cool for words? I'm in Sondra's jacket; he's in Sondra's hat. Are you getting a feeling for how groovy Sondra is?

next page



Help Me Keep My Site Afloat!