This BIG GIRL is thirsty! (DR!P with Alexander)

That Sunday, I met Bootycua (one of the guys I had met on the 1 train just before Memorial Gay) on The Pier.  Excitement was bubbling over as soon as I got there with a celeb spotting: 2 porn gods were hanging out on the pier about 10 feet away from me... but you'd know about that already if you followed me on Twitter. 

Additionally, I was eager to test out Grindr in the highly populated gay spot. Bootycua had also made a profile within 24 hours, so we compared notes. We were literally lying right next to each other, but occasionally I’d have a guy show up closer than he. Or we’d have different guys show up at different distances. 

After about 20 minutes, I got a message. The guy was 50 feet away. And his picture was kinda hot [albeit from the chin down]. We sent a few messages and decided to meet. He was a tall, slim Chilean cutie (accent!) in his 30s who was visiting from Texas. Of course, he was leaving the next day. He claimed to be showing the app to a friend who was curious. Riiiiiight.

Bootycua went home early, and after a couple of 2-4-1s at Chi Chi’s, the Chilean and I went to Karavas for a bite. I was hoping to get some, but of course, he was meeting his cousin in Brooklyn that evening. We did a lot of making out in public, and I had to act like I didn’t want him to reach down my pants when he tried. Apparently he comes back to NYC often. We’ll see.

On Wednesday, Loosefur had IMed me about free beer at the Ritz for some promotion, and MicHELLe had texted me wanting to meet up for happy hour, but I needed to get some gym time in. I told MicHELLe that Lossefur was at the Ritz with free beer, thinking she wouldn't be into it. Why did I get a text at the gym saying, It's not fair that I've had a long island and a beer at 7:30. Oh boy.

After a drink with them, I got a text from  Alexander, a twenty-something San Francisco blogger who was in New York for a few days. Unfortunately, I was leaving town the day after, so if we were going to meet in real life, it had to be that night. I told him I was headed home and that I’d meet him at DR!P.

I had forgotten it was Shaquida’s birthday (she’s one of the promoters and originators of DR!P… most known for her drag performance where she sings live as an operatic soprano [Julliard… no, seriously], but now she mostly shows up as a boy). She was in full out drag with the iconic layered blonde wig and blue contacts!

I was standing by the pool, as I’m prone to do, and I felt someone feel up my inner thigh. Luckily, I didn’t elbow Alexander in the face when I turned around to see who it was. After a hug and a quick so-great-to-meet-you, she was like, “Where’s the bar! This BIG GIRL is thirsty!” 

. o O (Oh my god, she talks just like she writes in the blog!)

Can we have a short conversation about how she knew more people at this party than I did?! 

I don't ask questions, I just pose and stalk Facebook tags.

We ventured back upstairs and stumbled upon a voguing battle! And what made this battle so fierce? One of the voguing queens was white! I didn’t know they made that kind of white because she was working it out, honey! I mean, shapes, falls, face, vulgar gestures. All of it! She wasn’t quite on the level of the Latin queen (whose body oozed sexiness), but she held her own. I don’t know if they do the whole voguing thing on the west coast, but Alexander was loving it!

Then came the show! Logan Hardcore, whom I’ve never seen at DR!P, did a lip synch to a damn near schizophrenic mix of movie quotes and songs, including some of Shequida’s opera performances. I couldn’t deal when she started walking towards the pool and didn’t stop at the water’s edge. Honey was in waist-deep water and serving it!

Shequida also did a lip synch, which was unexpected, but hey, it was her birthday. And later when the white voguing queen tried to come for her in the downstairs bar, she handed her drink to her friend and settled all doubts (if any) about her voguing ability, ending with a fall and a fit of laughter.

Menen was there with a friend who bought a round of drinks for a bunch of people. I handed mine to Alexander and told him to save me the last gulp since I had to go to the bathroom. Plus, I really didn’t need anymore: I had drank a good amount on the train, not expecting to pay for $10 well drinks once I got there (but I did in the name of hospitality). Of course, there was a line for the bathroom, and I wasn’t too surprised when I didn’t find Alexander upon my return.

I ended up leaving with Menen and his friend to go dancing at Posh, having yet another drink! Did I mention it was Wednesday (well, I guess Thursday by then)? Yeah.

Props to Alexander C. for the DR!P pictures!

Did you know that Colton Ford is actually my husband a singer?! Click here to check out this Baña Pool Party where I saw him perform.

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