BOATHOUSE ROCKS

On Monday I high-tailed it to the gorgeous Puck Building to spin at AMFAR's annual BOATHOUSE ROCKS AIDS charity event. It's more of a eat-a-thon than a dance-a-thon, since chi-chi restaurants provide tasting booths which feature their truly delectable wares. If I do say so myself, I positively sparkled in a gold holographic assymetrical caftan, a silhouette which suits my newly ampler figure.

LIGHTS! CAMERA! JENNY CRAIG!



Franklin Fry, one of the events coordinators, was kind enough to greet me when I arrived, and alert me to the fact that I had a postage stamp stuck to the side of my wig! That wig is going places but I removed it cuz I didn't want to look like a mail. (Whew! Cheap puns are my specialty!) One must look one's best at these socialite-heavy affairs, and I'm always delighted to see the Imperial Court of New York drag queens out en masse and dressed to the nines. Catch the necklace on former empress Robyn Kradles!



Rumor has it that this bejeweled creature will be next year's empress.



Demi Tasse, who creates the coiffures for many of the courtiers, was on hand, in a stunning jewel-encrusted coiffure festooned with thick, glossy braids. She had even thicker braids under her arms!



Demi was kind enough to indulge me with a side view:



This queen, whose name I don't know, was extremely well turned out, with a black lace-front bouffant and a button nose that many real women would kill--or at last chop for!



Eating in a girdle is no picnic, but I simply couldn't resist the lip-smacking smorgasbord of delicacies on display. But I stayed within my Atkins guidelines of no liquor, desserts, and only a few bites of marinated tuna. (Though I realize that fish eating fish could be considered cannibalism.)



Of course, that's not to say I wasn't tempted. Check out the name of this bakery! Ain't that just hateful?



I actually had to jump behind this eatery's table to create a Bunny sandwich, flanked by two yummy latino cooks. Queso for days! Of course my sad line "What's cookin' good lookin'?" was in heavy rotation that night.



And look at this tasty tiger!



I was thrilled to see Kevin Aviance at the bash--no bashing pun intended--and in excellent spirits with a free-form hooded ensemble. He's pictured here with Honey Dijon out of drag. I'm kidding! Honey is a sex change who no longer gets "out of drag." Let's just say that "she" and Kevin's old pal Dexter may have visited the same, uh, "doctor."



And here's Kevin with QUEER EYE's Carson Kressly, who's always a hoot.



TOKEN STRAIGHT COUPLE:



Party animal Zandra Fox, who's graced the event for each of the 5 years I've dj'ed at it, got everyone else on the dancefloor going. (Literally going! As in leaving the building!)



Here's the event's founder, who confided to me that she conceived that she conceived of the event 10 years ago on ecstacy at The Tunnel. I confided to her that I'd sold it to her!



Even the waiters joined in for a delirious moment which could only be described as TRAY CHIC.



And with that tragic excuse for a pun, I'll bid you adieu-dieu.