Pictures from Queen of the Calendar, a fundraiser for AIDS Emergency Fund, Positive Resource Center, and Queens of the Castro!



It was a BLAST. I got put in face and performed on stage with a fellow bare chest calendar man and our two drag mentors (Abominatrix was mine, Shelix was Eli’s [who went by Sheli for drag] – my drag name was Vixenatrix of course).



The strangest part was getting called she/lady/girl/words along those lines. The “Wrong pronoun alert!” kept sounding in my head, but it’s DRAG, and that’s part of the language and the experience!



Being in drag was easy, I loved being in face and dressing up – I was a Queen, not a “woman,” and thus it didn’t bother me unlike pronouns, I guess.

