There’s no photographic evidence that it ever happened and I don’t know what it says about the ‘nurse’ who agreed to date the drag queen me.
Nursie clearly had second thoughts the following day and didn’t turn up at the bar.
Although my much-storied Australian flatmates had great fun in telling me every five minutes that I’d missed her.
All of which diva prancing around (the occasion was a student ‘Tarts and Tramps’ party.
Where the guys dressed as women and the women as hobos) brings me to RuPaul’s new season of Drag Race which also showcases Nicki Minaj and Michelle Visage.
Which is, thanks to Daddy’s Little Girl, a big fave in our house.
I particularly love RuPaul and the beautifully pink Trini, that’s Trinidadian and Tobagonian to you and me Nicki Minaj.
And as you know I love a bit of colour and make-up and slapped it on in Tobago in December.
All of which stuff and nonsense allows me to talk about the divine divas I’ve sashayed with on my travels.
Cami, Las Vegas: What happens in Harrah’s in Vegas stays in Harrah’s in Vegas.
And when that mad. glad joint off the Strip kicks into life again then myself, my travel companions and Cami who comes down from Utah will be there.
Now who wants a shot… and a drink too?
Pride of Barcelona
Pride, Barcelona: Barca. the football team may be the pride of the Catalonians.
And Lionel Messi… but how about Lionel Missy?
I’ve been watching too much Drag Race… my favourite is Heidi N Closet from Missouri.
While my Drag Name is Shirley Brassy.
But sun on your back, on the streets of Barcelona with a Sangria Familia is where to spend Pride.
And it’s the perfect place to kick off your cruise when we get back on the water.
Dee-Dee and Me-Me
Dee-Dee, Barbados: Don’t smudge my make-up, mon.’
But the husky-voiced Dee-Dee broke out a smile that was as warm as the Barbados night on Crop Over at Barbados Carnival.
I was in for a dime in for a Bajan dollar with my purple painted beard.
LA is my laddie
LA ladies, Anaheim: ‘At last my man has come along’… she could have been singing to me at Platinum Triangle in Anaheim on Pride night.
We stole a moment later and a pic for my scrapbook.
But what kind of gentleman am I… I forgot her name and didn’t call.