Showing posts with label diamond dolls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label diamond dolls. Show all posts

Thursday

558.

glam hard(ing)


played a spinal tap esque show a while back. just the four of us.. no band. what for? fuck if i know. some kind of benefit. it was a bit of a big fat shit. but i did get to do ashes to ashes aca-caca and i fucking nailed it. silenced a house full of old burning man drunks, i did.
thank you very much, david b. 

Tuesday

549.

precious moments with Precious Moments
the Diamond Dolls (bryn, aoife and i of the First Church)should probably look into selling our armpit hairs on eBay as good luck charms. that's how fucking lucky we are. in the same night that we got to mad max it with tilly, we got to domestic violence it with Precious Moments. 
i had a black eye, nancy french had a bloody loeg, bryn was knocked the fuck up and aoife had herself a busted ankle. all by the hands of a coked out ike turner. this little number was to the tune of tina turner's "sometimes when we touch". our number was hilarious and one of my favorites so far. ok, they're all my favorites so far but so what. a girl can never have too many favorites.
have to add this photo for two reasons. 1 i look like i'm fifteen and 2 ike on his cell phone in the background
nancy and precious are divine performers and i am shit-pan excited to do another show with them this friday. 
trannyshcak's kate bush vs steve nicks night. be there, be square. 
 the two beauty shots above we captured skillfully by

548.

we don't need another hero
shit, OH shit. there are a lot of things we don't need. like? like catholicism, circumcision and pizza's with hot dog stuffed crusts. i have no idea why those three things just flew out of my brains, or how that is at all relevant to what i'm about to say. 
being the luckiest girl alive is hard work. you don't believe me, but it's true. sometimes i leave my house at 7am with a back pack, purse and two grocery bags full of fake hair, shoes and spandex pants. life hard. anyways. it's all worth it. becuase in the end. THIS KINDA GLAM SHIT HAPPENS. 

 tilly aka Cockatielia (the living fucking legend) asked us to join her for trannyshack's tina turner night. of course our answer was yes. what in the fuck. oh, i guess i should BACK SPACE a few. we did a number with her for the Roast of Sister Roma. we did a three song diddy with dirty lyrics and matching outfits. BACK SPACE over. she is truly a talented and breathtaking performer. every time we work together i am utterly blown away. needless to say, it was an unforgettable experience, and excuse me for stopping here but if a gush anymore i'm going to have to change my pants. and buy a mop. so here, just look at these photos.


 all photos have been right clicked and saved from 

546.

five forty six go suck some dicks
here are some shots from our last show at Broadway Studios




i really like that bottom one. lookin' like a drag queen. with my trunk legs, booze hand and Heklina face. 
like us, love us. come our shows and blow with us.

Thursday

541.

pride
so, i went camping.. i did. with two boys of bowie. we went to play a show. i was fucking stoned and falling asleep during our gig. professional, darling. i did manage to get a good song or two in there. anyways. why the fuck i'm i starting there? well, baby. i'll tell you. this was all a month or so ago. and while we were out in that big great called the wilderness i met a wild woman who owns a wild balloon company. she thought i was foxy, and offered me a spot in the pride parade this year. naturally, i strong armed aoife and bryn into it too. what the fuck - like i'm going to participate in any kinda gay without my two girlfriends. (fucked. i'm trying so hard to type this and get it all out here... but my sweetie coworker keeps coming up. telling me about a tampon incident and boys. such is life i s'pose) ok ok ok. so. we got to be in balloon gear in the pride parade this year. 
it was a tiring blast. i'm still tired. i'm alseep. 






539.

i've played two bowie shows since i've checked in last. 
untwist ya pants, alright?




 these pups are from are from our show at the uptown. 
and after. 
no photos yet from our most recent show at broadway studios. but here is a vidddeeeya. we had strippers and a child at this gig. booya bowie. oh! and!!! we also had ourselves an endorsement from david bowie's official facebook page. aw bitch.

that's all on the bowie front, for now. taking some time off to work on another drag show... and to, you know. get laid and shit.