PORTRAIT OF A QUEEN

 

Luna Thicc

Luna is a Kentucky Bourbon Mama Bear

She is nasty, she is sick and she is seen all over Nashville and Bowling Green y'all!

MARRIAGE?

It had been a while since I was at a wedding. From the post yesterday, you read I had just gone to my good friend's wedding reception they had for family and friends. While I will go to weddings, solo, with friends or the Lad, I always dreaded them. It's like clockwork someone always asks, You're so handsome and have many interests... when are you going to settle down? While I want to roll my eyes, I always say I can respect marriage and those who marry, but I don't think it's me. The sassy lesbian, who feels much the same way, and two others asked if I ever been married yet? I said MARRIED???? I was married four times already! The first was to a banker. Then I married a ringmaster and circus owner. The next was to a priest and the last one was a funeral director. Our friend Stacy said, "My god Maddie, why such diverse careers?" I said, "Well it was 1 for the money, two for the show, 3 to get ready and four to go."

Then on top of that, the Dames assistant made a comment about the gins I was putting away. Tallhlah Bankhead would have been proud. She said to me. "Maddie, did you know that drinking alcohol kills you slowly?" I said, 'Really? Well, that's ok...I'm not in any hurry."

Then I was outside enjoying a cigar when security came up to me and the Dame's hubby and said Madame, you can't smoke a cigar right here at the entrance, I said "All right buddy, now why don't you act like your hairline and take a few steps back."

Which could be why my word of the night was Ambitchious. It's the desire to become better at being a fucking bitch. Thanks heavens my tall, dark and handsome swept me off my feet. And onto my back. 

Till the next wedding.

MOOD BOARD

Another glorious weekend comes to a close! Even though it is to be only a three-day work week before NYC Pride and then vacation commences, that does lighten the blow to getting out of bed just a TAD easier. This weekend found me starting to get packed, picking up last minute bits and bobs for the upcoming jolly, and I attended the wedding of two good friends who tied the knot this here Pride season. They actually got married on the quite in a private affair months ago, just the two them, but decided to have a blow-out reception for family and friends...complete with a band, which Dan himself conducted, and a full on drag show with some queens I hooked them up with...and an open bar the duration of the reception. Most of Dan's family had never seen many gay people let alone a drag queen...so I would say they have come a long way in acceptance. Met a swanky and sassy lesbian who was sat with us...we exchanged numbers of course...and I became "acquainted" with one of the other male guests who happened to being staying at the Lodge where the reception was. I thought it best to stay, and "slumber" never mind I found out his religion!! Could that man wear a suit! And could that man not wear a suit!! The Capital Street Duo wondered where I got too when they left. My phone ringing the next day several times with inquires of questions. I'm sure the queens are talking. but what can I say kids...a handsome man in a very well fitted suit, a light five o clock stubble, a few gin and tonics, the jollity of the events, the feeling of Pride month and the ambient lighting, and my black underwear, all conspired to make for a night of enhancement.  

Happy Gay Pride...

Indeed.

REFLECTING POOL🌈

 The best idea yet all Pride Season!!!!!!