I'm a horrible blogger! I know Well, what to say?
Anyway, I couldn't possibly catch up the entire period since I last wrote, so the next best thing is to write about this weekend, right?

Friday night was my friend Christopher's birthday. His fabulous, epic idea was to go bar hopping in "unconvincing drag". Considering that almost all of his friends are good Portlanders with facial hair, being unconvincing was NOT a problem.

The evening started (well, for me) at my house. My good friend Tim came over and we got primmed and improper, I in my 100% Goodwill clingy red number and Tim in his frumpy left-over dress from a costume he wore several years ago (he and his partner at the time went as the main characters from Bosom Buddies. Tim also had a wig that seemed to have become the final resting place of several tiny critters. I wore no wig, just a hat. I probably looked like a chemo patient.

We then joined the rest of the gang at the Rainbow Room downtown where we stayed for a few before moving on to The Eagle, which was PACKED.

I've never been out in any kind of drag before. I was kind of surprised at how people reacted. Many, not at all and some very favorably. In fact, I wasn't feeling particularly attractive in my gender-fuck outfit, but evidently, a few other people felt otherwise. Maybe leg hair under black hose is considered sexy to some!

Anyway, the night was crazy as hell. The final comic moment of the evening was that Tim had to take one of the attendees home to his apartment in the burbs. Tim had to pee, so we walked through a couple of long corridors to the apartment at around 3:34 a.m. - not a soul stirring. After Tim had done his thing and we said our goodbyes, we were walking down the halls towards the elevator which was already in motion (TING, goes the bell!). OMG, there we are in some apartment in suburbia in sloppy drag and someone is about to step out of the elevator! We made a mad dash for the stairs in our high heels just in time to avoid what could have been a very awkward encounter. Man, did we laugh about that!

The next day, we find out that one of our party members, a tall boy with a full beard, had lost his keys while bar hopping. He ended up spending the night in a flower bed on the street in a rather nice neighborhood wearing a dress, wig and pumps! Oh, what a sight she must have been!

In the attached photo, Christopher (the birthday bunny), Jeff, Tim & Steve. There are a few more pics in my album.