Drag Show...and I'm not talking racing

Chris and I went to our first drag queen show last Friday. We had planned to meet a new friend of mine and some other girls for drinks and dinner. It just so happened that they were going to have drinks and dinner at Hamburger Mary's...on the first Friday of the month...when they host Denver's best drag show. The plan was to stay for dinner and leave before the show (for Chris's sake) except the show started before our dinner was done. We could've easily snuck out after our burgers, but Chris seemed to get a kick out of the comedy from the MC, Miss Jessica Summers so I took that as "Sure, Beck, let's stay for the show." :)

We had a blast and Chris hung in there like a champ...and actually enjoyed parts of the show. Since it was my first one, I didn't know what to expect. The MC leads with a comedy bit and then introduces each performer. The performer then lip-syncs a song and dances among the crowd. It's all pretty harmless and extremely entertaining, especially when the ladies pick on the straight guys in the audience (which surprisingly there were quite a few of.)

Chris made the wrong decision to take a bathroom break during Miss Nicole Summers's performance (there were two Miss Summers.) She was walking to the back of the crowd when she eyed Chris walking in the front of the stage. Nicole made a beeline for Chris and stood there singing to him...all 6'8" of her. Chris stood there like any straight guy would react and then told her, "I have to pee." That's my man, my very very straight man.

They sang and danced to many of the latest pop songs in various outfits. One performer stood out like no other based on a particular "outfit." The show in general is rated R for the language and content in the comedy bits, but for the special guest, Jennae Burdeaux, it was another story. She came out shaking and dancing to one of my favorite songs, Milkshake (a classic house party song from my freshman year at KU.) The jaw-dropping part was her outfit...if you could call it that. She wore pasties over her non-existent chest and pasties (or maybe just body paint) over her lower regions. All of us girls could not stop staring and trying to figure out..."Where did it all go?" The way she was shaking and dancing around...there was no telling. Chris took the opportunity to order double Jack and cokes until the end of the night. He deserved every shot that night.

At the end of the show, we decided to go to a "straight" bar. Chris was happy. We topped the night off with a few more drinks. Despite a few uncomfortable dancing moments in the show, Chris said he had lots of fun...although he will not be returning anytime soon. I had the best time and I look forward to more entertaining shows at Hamburger Mary's.