It's been a swell Fire Island Trip, sunning the gams, been nice to kick my legs up. But at this pool....
I found it odd, that on the island of fire, apparently Divine is not welcome.
Weird. Then there was the birthday of a resident queen, but with no drag provisions, one must do drag on a dime. Not even, Found objects from around the house. My mood that night....
THEN..... there was this ditty, my favorite of the summer. A old song by Hazel Dean with an incredibly catch house remix. I've heard it at Fire Island and again this weekend at the Woods Campground..... I haven't been able to get enough of it. I dare you to sit still listening to it.
