Coney Island Fashion Moments

At the Miss Coney Island Pageant Bunny Love had the cutest purse and some cute shoes, too, which it turns out that she and Bambi the Mermaid, her BFF, both bought without consulting each other. Since they often deliberately dress to match each other, they were pleased with the coincidence.






On the train on the way back, I saw something.




It turns out this rubber hen is the purse of Heather Holiday, the youngest female sword swallower in the world.




She showed me a note a guy on the train slipped her a few days before.




Although she wouldn't tell me where she got the purse, I found one, and I'll carry it, but not to Coney Island. Heather owns all the rubber chicken purse territory there.



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The Society of Illustrators and Bunny Love's Little Food Show

Did I have a night off? No I did not.


Pinkie Special and I performed at a hula event at the Society of Illustrators, where Pinkie models on occasion. It was fun and I even got to teach some of the partiers a few Polynesian moves. And it was incredible because yet again I found myself surrounded by spectacular original art. If you haven't seen this place and you are even the tiniest bit of an art lover, for god's sake, go! It's worth it for the Michael Dolas pictures alone, as well as the tiles in the library. It's killing me to not be able to post all the pix I took for myself. Here's one tip of the mind-boggling iceberg:




I'm posting this pic of myself entering the SOI so you can see what I also wore to walk home at the end of the night, after going from the SOI to the Slipper Room. I was on First Avenue and 4th St in this outfit, which includes a huge rhinestone flower and gigantic drag eyelashes, and a guy in his early twenties showed off his wit to his friends by asking me how much. Pitiful attempt at wit, right? ANYBODY knows a hooker wouldn't wear drag lashes, fool!



Here's Pinkie with an image of Josephine Baker:



I can't show the amazing amazing art in detail, which totally tortures me because I want you to see it so you'll go see MORE of it, but I thought it might be ok to post an invitation and an ad.

Check this out--I love the "Black Tie. Stag Only."


I love this Nash ad because I used to actually own a 1959 Nash Metropolitan.


This was my Nash, back in the 80s when I was a groupie:




Then I went to the Slipper Room and performed my revolting Snack Cracker act in Bunny Love's food show, which was a blast. Here, Bunny Love makes a cream pie out of her face:





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Burlesque at the Dickinson Gallery

Last night there was a lovefest and a festschrift for our dear friend Mickey at the amazing Dickinson Gallery. My very close friend Whitney and her husband Joe, who are directly responsible for so much of my inspiration in life, not to mention my survival, invited me and a few other performers to take part in the celebration.



First I had a lovely cabride. When I was a real estate agent I would ride up First Avenue in a bus to show apartments on the Upper East Side. I miss the money, yes, but more than that I miss that lovely morning ride! So I indulged.









Then I had a lovely scallop appetizer with Joe and our friends.










The performers got dressed in the archive room.









Bunny Love was a walking photo album of Mickey.











By the end of the night most of the photos had come off. The photo on her left nipple is Joe's painting of me. In this photo with Bunny, I'm wearing a g-string and cape that used to belong to Liz Renay.








Whitney wore the insane mermaid tail that Garo Sparo made for her. Incidentally, my interview with Garo is in this month's print edition of Alarm Magazine.









The tail has an "assgina." You can put your hand in. I did.










Darling Hugo and lovable Tigger had a drink together and bonded a bit.











Somehow I ended up with no photos of Mickey in my possession.





And then I rode home to the Slipper Room in a cab with Bunny and Tigger.



My life is pretty good some days (in spite of, or maybe because of, the lack of real estate commissions), but it's definitely not THIS good every day!



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A Documentary Shoot at the Slipper Room

Yesterday Gary Beeber and Laure Leber interviewed
Bunny Love for a documentary Gary is doing about Dirty Martini, filming in the Slipper Room. They also interviewed me. This meant, among other things, that Bunny and I were in full burlesque drag in the middle of the afternoon. We were both thrilled to be interviewed about Dirty, who, in addition to being an astonishing performer, is one of the most loving and lovable people not just in burlesque but surely in the world.











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