Class(less), jalapeños and cheddar, Harry Baals, dancing, and a run of sell outs…
~Wednesday~ Wash. Rinse. Repeat. Another day of class, and I did what I could to check in, mentally, now and then in some bizarre attempt to appear interested when I clearly was not. I don’t think I fooled anyone, at all, not even for a minute. During the two episodes of RuPaul’s Drag Race that … Read more