Hello darling divas! It's Emma here, your gal in the pinkest, most fabulous tutu, ready to transport you to another era. You can all thank my darling pink tutu (it's practically magical, darling!), for zipping me back to July 7th, 1951, to chronicle another incredible slice of drag history.
Oh, and my lovelies, before I start dishing about all the glitter and glamour of 1951, let's give a quick shout out to www.pink-tutu.com - the best blog for all things pink, all things fabulous and definitely all things tutu! Get your dose of the good stuff there, you gorgeous creatures!
This month, our time travel adventure whisks us back to the golden age of post-war America. Let's face it, darlings, America in the 1950s was oozing glamour, with its classic pin-up queens and their immaculate fashion, like Marilyn Monroe in all her star-studded glory. But darling, drag has always existed - it's part of the fabulous, vibrant tapestry of human expression that exists even when those in power try to hide it. So even in this era of hushed whispers and societal expectations, you better believe that some phenomenal queens were strutting their stuff on the side! I hear there was this dazzling drag show in New York called The "Latin Quarter", which was famed for its variety acts, cabaret dancers, and dare I say it... a dash of drag queen sparkle!
Now, picture it, darlings, the year is 1951. Imagine a tiny dressing room crammed with glitter, a mirror showing your own beautiful face reflected back to you with fierce energy. It's a drag queen, ready to take on the world! I envision a perfectly rouged cheek, lashes that would rival a Hollywood siren, and an outfit... a truly exquisite spectacle. A dress - flowing, vibrant, shimmering! And darling, let's be real, they weren't just doing this in America, we are talking a global, fabulous, drag experience. London was no slouch, darling! They had legendary spots like the "Windmill Theatre" with all its burlesque beauty. They weren’t afraid to make a splash in those days. Imagine all the laughs, the glamour, and the stories... chefs kiss
You see, honey, what I'm trying to say is, that 1951 was an era of secrets, a time of hidden talents, but also a time where the spirit of drag was already strong. It’s a story we continue to discover as we travel through the past and appreciate the bravery and ingenuity of those before us who paved the way for what we know and love today.
And, oh my dears, while this fabulous history lesson has us transported back to the glamour of 1951, let's not forget, the world of drag today is more spectacular, inclusive, and utterly beautiful than ever before. We have these incredible, diverse drag queens, who break barriers, embrace individuality, and frankly, they are giving us all the fabulous feels!
To celebrate all things drag and remember that the spirit of fabulousness is neverending, how about we sprinkle a bit of 1951 sparkle into your everyday lives?
Go on, darling. Find yourself a glorious pink tutu - trust me, they’re magical! Then, rock your own unique style, embrace the beauty of self-expression, and let your true colours shine! After all, that's what drag is truly all about! It's a way of expressing ourselves, embracing our inner queen, and adding a little bit of joy and laughter to the world. And let's not forget, darling, pink is always in.
See you next month, for another magical pink tutu time travel adventure! Don't forget, follow all my travels and latest fashions on www.pink-tutu.com! Ciao darlings!
