So I do this often, and have written about it in the past, but WHY do I got to Wal-Mart at midnight?  I buy freaky shit under the best of circumstances, but when I'm due to do drag in three days, my trips get weird.

Tonight (or more accurately, this morning) I bought:

• A 96 inch strand of fake-o pearls.  They are very pretty, and were under three dollars.  I've paid more for Mardi Gras beads.  The Mardi Gras beads are probably better quality, but still.
• Revlon Lip Glide Color Gloss (Revlon Red).  My GOD there are lots of lipsticks at Wal-Mart.  There are liquid ones, penciled ones, and glossy ones like I bought.  There are all these choices in several brands and tons of colors.  The Revlon Red seems to be the perfect color of "cocksucker red" I was seeking.  I've hired a makeup artist, so this is just for touch-ups, so this will be good.  It cost more than I thought it would, though.  It's expensive being a girl, isn't it?
• Silky Sheer Thigh Highs (Size Q).  Damn Damn Damn.  It's not only EXPENSIVE being a girl, it's apparently frustrating and confusing, too.  because of my weird-ass body shape (you know... male and all) the regular sizing charts don't seem to apply.  If you go my weight and height, I should wear a 4X or something, but those are so big, they fall off my legs and around my ankles.  Apparently, Wal-Mart doesn't think women of size want thigh-highs, because they hardly had any in the size I was looking for.  I finally found these, and I'm going to try them and if they work, I'll go get more, but the whole hosiery section is upsetting and stress-inducing.  There's GOT to be a better way to stock, sell and display these things.  Totally.
• Um, Uh.... The Justin Timberlake CD.  Of all the items I bought tonight, this is the most embarrassing.  Seriously.  But I kinda dug that song of his where he's upset at Britney Spears for sleeping with his boyfriend (or whatever Cry Me River was about) and then that new song that is so over-produced it sounds like something from the mid-80s where he acts like he wants to get a girl naked by the end of this song.  It's so good and cool.  You know... in a disposable pop kinda way.  It's got more hooks than Grandpa's tacklebox and it glistens in its pop-ish glory.  I'm so gay, y'all.

Oh my. You seem to enjoy this dressup stuff quite a bit. Sorry for the problems in the hosiery department... I'm sure girls have a lesson on that at some point from someone... you know, tribal knowledge passed down from generation to generation that those of us with Y chromosomes are forbidden from knowing.
Maybe see you at Taste of N'awlins if you're going to that event.. I'm considering it.
Have fun!

I don't know why *any* queen does it. I certainly have no interest in doing it, myself.

But, I am glad that someone does. Well, unless you're all SERIOUS about it, then it's not nearly as fun. But that's just my opinion. My fave drag is bad-cycle-slut-walter-matthau-drag. :)

Um, yes. To all of the pertinent observations about being a girl, yes. That's why I'm an earthy, natural sort of girl -- it's a lot less trouble, less expensive, and more comfortable, too. But it doesn't make for very good drag. :)

Yeah, sorry, can't help much in the femme department.

Makeup makes my face break out, so I gave it up after college.

The process of shopping for female underwear is so annoying that I tend to find a few things I like, and then buy them on the internet foreverafter.

www.barenecessities.com

I'm sure you'll look gorgeous.

- Adina

Damn. I thought just downloading Justin off Kazaa was gay. But I believe that actually paying for it is even gayer? more gay? whatever.