Hello my darling darlings, Emma here, your friendly neighbourhood time-traveling tutu-clad drag queen, back with another exciting voyage through the annals of drag history! This month, my pink-hued time-traveling tutu is whisking me back to the fabulous 1929! Oh darling, you wouldn't believe what I saw. Prepare for a whirlwind of fashion, performance, and enough sequins to make even the most seasoned drag queen blush!
Now, my lovely readers, let me be perfectly honest - 1929 was a time of great change. It was a time of jazz, roaring flappers, and of course, the first hints of what we now call 'drag'. Though it wasn't a word readily used back then, let me tell you, there was plenty of "Camp", "Glam" and "Sass" going down in those smokey speakeasies and glittering theatres!
Remember that pink tutu of mine, the one that whizzes me through time? It certainly comes in handy for catching all the hottest drag shows. As soon as I landed in 1929, I felt the pulse of a new era. I spotted these delightful young gentlemen, flaunting fabulous attire - loose trousers, bright colors, daring cuts - and doing something extraordinary: performing with a panache and flamboyant energy that would put some of today's drag queens to shame! They called themselves "The Drag Kings," and darling, their performances were absolutely divine. It was the era of the Vaudeville theatre and boy oh boy, did they bring the house down! They were all about playful cross-dressing, defying traditional gender norms and adding a sprinkle of glitter to a rather serious society.
Don't worry, I didn't just gawk at the shows. I found myself at the Fashionable Flapper Emporium, which was practically bursting at the seams with stunning outfits for the fashionable flappers of the era. Darling, the fringe! The beads! The vibrant colors, the feathers! Oh, and the dancing, oh the dancing! I waltzed, twirled and twirled until my head spun like a disco ball. And you know what? The dancing didn't stop there, no, no! The entire town was a pulsating mass of glitz and glam, each party a delightful spectacle of dancing, laughing and shaking it like there was no tomorrow!
But alas, dear readers, even in a land of such joyous celebration, there was a hush hanging over everything, like a smoky haze in a clandestine cabaret. I heard whispers about a "Wall Street Crash," a downturn in the economy. Though I was dancing my heart out, I couldn't help but notice a flicker of worry, a shadow of uncertainty behind the sparkle.
This glimpse into 1929 was truly captivating. It served as a poignant reminder that drag has always been about pushing boundaries, challenging conventions, and defying expectations – even amidst times of great uncertainty. Whether it was in the smoky speakeasies, glittering theatres or at the parties filled with fabulous flappers, drag was a vibrant expression of joy and rebellion. And my darling darlings, that’s what keeps me time travelling - it’s what drives me to bring my own glitter and glam to the world!
After a delightful afternoon at the Fashionable Flapper Emporium, I felt the pull of my magical tutu calling me back to the present. With a flourish of my boa and a twirl of my sparkly heels, I was transported back to my humble abode in Derbyshire, England. My little corner of the world may not have the roaring crowds or glittery speakeasies of 1929, but you can bet your bottom dollar that I am bringing the drag spirit right to your doorstep!
So darling darlings, let us remember the dazzling pioneers of drag, the “Drag Kings” of the 1929's! They weren't afraid to be different, they weren't afraid to make a statement. Just like them, let's celebrate the transformative power of drag, the art of expression, and the unwavering desire to live our lives with unapologetic flamboyance. Remember my dears, the only thing that should be crashing is a drag show!
And don't forget, darling, to visit www.pink-tutu.com for even more of my time-traveling tales, plus tons of fun drag tips, fashion insights and a dash of my pink-hued inspiration! Until next time, may your hearts always sparkle and your dreams always take flight!
Yours in glittery glam, Emma xx
P.S. Remember, dear darlings, drag isn't just about what you wear. It’s about what you feel. So embrace your unique inner drag queen, embrace the freedom of expression, embrace the love of fun, and get ready to shine!
P.P.S. And while you're at it, wouldn't it be divine to see everyone wearing a pink tutu? Just sayin'! 😊 💖
