Comedian and cutesy-pants Nick Sahoya (left) cutely serenaded Jinkx Monsoon (right) with a Justin Beiber tune and his uke.
The air was electric with draggy magic last night as the best and brightest haircuts in Seattle gathered from every dusty corner to pay alcoholic homage to Seattle's AMERICA's premier narcoleptic Jewish drag queen, RuPaul's Drag Race winner Jinkx Monsoon.
From the red carpet to the rear wall, Julia's on Broadway was alive with cabaret performers, burlesque artists, designers, dancers, singers, fanboys in dresses, ukulele players, stylish carriers-on, and balloons. I was right up front, close and personal with the action. BenDeLaCreme was a dazzling hostess—and she yelled at me to get off my iPhone! (It’s an Android. Whatever. Swoon!)
The woman of the hour lit up the room in a sequined gold gown. She claimed that she was exhausted, then hit us with ten million volts of Evita. (Liar.) And if she really were exhausted, it would be from carrying around that huge honkin' crown. (It's bigger than she is. Not as sparkly.) Comedian and cutesy-pants Nick Sahoya cutely serenaded Jinkx with a Justin Beiber tune and his uke. (And told us the story of how he got his snazzy stretchy leggings—on a shopping excursion with Sharon Needles and Alaska Thunderfuck’s mom!)
There were so many other guests, too—Jamie Von Stratton, Lou Henry Hoover, Kitten La Rue, the luminous Pariah, the amazing Chedronna Shinatra (who basically flung her limbs from her body in the most athletic and aerobic dance solo the world has ever seen)—but one of the best moments involved a fan of Jinkx's in the crowd. The lovely young artist Jami Moravetz (who was wearing a Prada pirate’s patch!) painted four colorful action shots of Jinkx's one memorable "lip synch for your life," and at the end of the show, she bashfully let herself be shooed up onstage to present them to her glittery idol. She seemed starstruck. It was adorable.
And after last night's glitzy glamour (and booze), it's clearly all downhill from here for Jinkx Monsoon, as she has nothing lined up but a sold-out run of a show called The Vaudevillians in New York City next month, two performances of The Vaudevillians here in town on June 2 that you can go see (if you get on it!) before she departs for that NYC run, a $1,000-per-person cruise, a concert version of Hairspray at the Fifth Avenue, at least 50 pride events all over the country… I'm too exhausted to even finish this sentence.