This is how I feel right now, but instead of Libyans, it’s drag queens believe it or not.
Now, I don’t have a problem with drag queens. Live and let live. They’re not hurting anybody. I just have a problem with being lied to.
You see, I’m not that terrible of a seamstress, and I work on bridal gowns when I have the time. I love working in bridal. Despite the common consensus that all soon-to-be-married girls are total bridezillas, I seldom have a problem with them. And I love contributing to someone’s very special day. But on the other hand, I’ve had several men contact me about working on drag outfits. And this would be fine, too – if they actually said that. But instead they’ve lied to me, spam called me, randomly shown up at my home, and generally harassed me. And that just isn’t cool.
Of course I know not all drag queens are lying, harassing dill-holes, and I’m guessing their behavior is related to how they are treated in this oh so opened-minded state of Utah. I get it – one has to be careful here. But after my past experiences, I’m a little wary. So when I woke up today to find several emails through my website from “women with male friends,” I was a little wary. The Drag Queen Siege of 2009 is not something I’d like to go through again. Just saying.