While waiting for tickets we got a quick out-of-drag Sharon sighting! He was so cute with messy bleachy blond hair, reminding me of one teenage boyfriend. We were both too shy to go accost him and ask for photos though. The day did proved to be full of crazy people watching. We saw near naked men in tight underwear, a very silly burning man type circus crowd, lots of throw back to the 80’s hipsters, girls looking just like Drew Barrymore in the 90’s, some goths that apparently still exist in the 90’s void Portland is in, and more. A stage show of a gothic whore looking drag queen swallowing a whole long balloon did prove to be more than amazing, though, couldn’t he die doing that? The wait for Sharon to get on stage was excruciating with lesser quality singers up before her. Being that at least 10 gay men and a few lessies came up to me telling me I’m the most fabulous, gorgeous girl with a great look, it was a bit hard to want to leave. I just don’t get treated that way around straight girls! Being that I left my lil family at 1pm and it was nearly 6, had no lunch and just a ton of cheap drinks, my friend and I decided to call it a day and head home despite not seeing Sharon. Boo hoo! We tried, but my feet were aching.

Fast forward through eating fast, putting my baby to bed and giving my husband some attention, I was encouraged to go back about an hour later by my dear husband to see if I could still get a Sharon sighting. I’m also a crazy determined person when I put my mind to it. I couldn’t give up now. I raced there with comfortable shoes, parked in a 15 min hotel parking spot, only to find the show was over. BUT everyone was waiting in line for a meet and greet. I waited in line with various transient characters for a couple hours. Oh so exciting, Sharon was taking photos with every person who came in! I got up there, took a photo, gave him a hug, told him thanks to him I can embrace wearing makeup again. He said, “yeah I do wear a lot of that” He signed my maxi pad and that was that! Success! So yes, in a few days the Aura club in Portland should be posting photos online of this all to prove my brief meet with Sharon.

Honestly though, Sharon and RuPaul, you have brightened many drab Portland rainy days for me that I didn’t think I could get through. You’ve made me again embrace makeup and costume again which I haven’t cared to wear in years. Why? Because we are all drag queens deep inside, people making a show of themselves, changlings who have the power to be what ever we want to be, when we want to be, then change again! We don’t have to look like everyone else or conform. Sharon, if you are out there, send me a message if you ever need some fabulous vintage clothes! I’ll make you a deal. :)