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The most beautiful man I know and possibly the most beautiful person I know is a drag queen.

 

Sometimes. I mean, he's not a cross-dresser, a trannie. Well, he could be. I guess the definitions aren't too strict. He loves to dress like a woman, and he makes a more gorgeous woman than I ever will. He puts on green or blue eye shadow arching up to his high, high eyebrows, glittery gold eyelash extensions or tinsel-like silver eyelash extensions below that, thick eyeliner to frame it all (his eyes are always the most striking part); he puts tinsel and glitter in his hair, feathers around his neck, a clinging dress on his skeletal form, and frighteningly high heels at the bottom of his unshaven legs. He's the most hideously thin man I've ever seen. It's haunting and beautiful.

 

He dresses this way for costume parties. But he also busts out the false eyelashes and slinky dresses for drag shows. When he lived in my city, he used to perform at the local gay clubs. Apparently some of the other queens could get kind of catty about him. I mentioned the unshaven legs...it's not really orthodox enough for them. When this man dresses up like a woman, he doesn't really look like a woman. He looks like an ethereal creature, an indefinable thing made of tinsel and eyelash adhesive and plastic, a Christmas tree come to life. And the other boys in drag, who have slathered their shaven chests in eyelash adhesive glue to hold up the sagging tops of their evening gowns, breasts stuffed with socks and toilet paper, bat their lash extensions at him in disdain, tap their long fake red nails impatiently on the bartop, and look away when he sings.

 

I think they're missing out. I've seen him in drag and it's breathtaking. I've never seen him perform, but I've heard that's breathtaking, too. He once did a number with a friend of his, who defends him against the purists, that involved one of them ripping into the other's stomach and tearing her guts out onstage. They used a plastic shopping bag filled with Chef Boyardee to create the effect. What kind of person thinks of that?

 

But even when he's not in drag, there's something about him. You see men and women pass him on the street, and every single one does a double take. There's something in him that stirs something in everybody else. That's the core of it.