Hotlanta Update

I may be up here in Looseville, Kentucky, but I still get all the tasty dish about what's happening back in my old stomping grounds of Hotlanta, Georgia. The big buzz these days is that the 9th Annual East Point Possums Show which will be held on Saturday, June 17 at the Wagon Works. This is the first year that this P.A.L.S. benefit will be held indoors. It has an absolutely amazing line-up of entertainers:

First up, there's ME. Yes darlings, I've managed to rearrange my hectic schedule so as to be part of the festivities. I'm planning to premiere a brand new number that I've been working feverishly on. Trust me; you won't want to miss it.

On top of that, it's going to be like a Jenkins family reunion. Marsha B. Jenkins, the head model of Drag-O-Rama is planning a big gender-bending spectacle with Pinkie and Yolanda as back-up dancers. It's sure to be Abba-lutely mind blowing. In the meantime, the gals have answered the desperate pleas of their fan...I mean fans...and recorded a short podcast during their brief hiatus until they start the Drag-O-Drama show back up again in a few weeks. Sadly, our lovely sister, Linda Hand will not be able to join us. She is going on a Manhunt that weekend up at The River's Edge Campground. Lock your cabins, boys!


It will also be great to see Alexandria Martin, that larger than life personality without whom the Jenkins clan would never have learned the joys of using Sharpies as part of their beauty routine. Alexandria has been diligently working through the pageant scene around Hotlanta. After a hotly debated first runner-up showing at Miss Cobb County at LeBuzz, this crowd favorite and multiple title holder failed to even place at the Miss Gay Atlanta Pageant sponsored by Swinging Richards. I hear the dancers are still recovering from the mauling Ms. Martin gave them after the show. According to gossip hound Pinkie Jenkins, "Both pageants stunk of favoritism. Word is that Alexandria has quit her position at LeBuzz as a result of the scandal." Pinkie later clarified, "I have that from very reliable sources but I have not heard it from Alexandria's mouth."

I'm also looking forward to seeing my gal pal, Gigi Monroe. This Atlanta Drag Idol recently dropped me a note to beam about becoming a permanent full-time member of Charlie Brown's Cabaret. Unfortunately, I just received word that Charlie's place has become the latest victim of Hotlanta's nightlife scene and will be closing their doors forever after a farewell performance on June 4. This premiere venue will be sorely missed. However, the show will go on. Word is that the cast will be performing at WETBar on Fridays starting June 16 and that Charlie is looking to start up a drag dinner theater experience some time in October.

I can't wait to see what the delicious Keisha Lorraine has cooked up for the event. If you've never checked out her raucous chronicle of the 2005 King and Queen of East Point contest, you simply must hop over to her site and check it out. I guarantee that you'll pee.

Of course, the show would not be complete without the East Point Possums themselves. Prissy Cilla, Shenitta Lott and Dina Daintymouth really throw themselves into fundraising every year for this very special event. They are true heroines of the community and big party animals to boot.

Be sure to mark your calendars so that you don't miss this worthwhile and wildly entertaining affair.

Smooches,
Daph

All About Alexis

Sorry that I haven't been posting much lately, folks. I've been busy getting settled in here in my new base of operations, Looseville, Kentucky.

Mid-week, I decided to treat myself to a little beauty therapy and headed over to the hot local salon, Bangs. You know it's the place to go when you see Robin Dupree working behind the counter. You'll recall that she was the fabulous diva that did the great Gladys Knight medley a few weeks back. When I entered the beauty parlor, Robin insisted that she knew me from somewhere. I explained that I'm new to town, so she couldn't possibly know me yet. However, I assured her that she will know the name Daphne Jenkins soon enough.

The highlight of my week, though, was when I finally met the Hurricane Summers. I was hanging out at The Connection on Friday night with my newfound sister, Peppa Roni Jenkins. All of a sudden I heard a booming, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming tonight, bitch?" from behind my shoulder. Hurricane had blown in to greet her old friend Peppa. Introductions were fast and furious as Hurricane needed to prepare for her next set. We weren't disappointed, though, when she serenaded Peppa with a heartfelt rendition of Tina Turner's "I Ain't Missing You".

Well, enough about my exciting life. This post is supposed to be about one of my drag idols who's been making lots of headlines of late. I'm speaking about none other than Alexis Arquette. Many times, Alexis can be overshadowed by the other members of the Arquette acting dynasty. However, she has made many important contributions to the world of cinema. "Pulp Fiction", "Last Exit To Brooklyn" and "Bride of Chucky" are just a sample of some of the fine films that have been graced by the presence of Alexis. Of course, most of us probably remember her best from her appearance in the classic documentary "Wigstock: The Movie".

Well, Alexis will be overlooked no more. Just this month, she and the rest of the Arquette clan have been presented with the American Film Institute's coveted Platinum Circle Award. This prestigious honor is bestowed upon a family whose talent and artistic achievements have made an outstanding contribution to the entertainment community. Here's a lovely shot of the Arquettes at the awards luncheon. I think Roseanna and Patricia could use a few makeup tips from their dear sister, Alexis.

Her highest profile current gig, though, has to be as a cast member of VH1's Surreal Life 6. I've made a point of catching each episode of this zany show's current season. It's a good thing that they have Alexis on the show, however, because saying that some of the current cast are C-grade celebrities would probably be a little optimistic. Other than Alexis, my personal faves are Mrs. Brady herself, Florence Henderson and Tawny Kitaen who rose to fame writhing about on the hoods of cars in Whitesnake videos. Most episodes revolve around Tawny being a b!tch to everyone in the house, disappearing into her bathroom, reappearing with a mysterious case of post nasal drip and then suddenly falling asleep in the midst of a crowded room. Flo spends most of her time looking disapprovingly at the insane antics of the other house guests.

The heart and soul of the current season is definitely Alexis. Whether producing a newscast in a sharp suit, performing the lead vocals in a battle of the bands competition, destroying the set in a vodka-fueled rage or taking on obnoxious frat boys in straight bars, she has consistently been the most entertaining personality in this incarnation of Surreal Life. VH1 is airing the season finale this evening. If you haven't caught any episodes yet, though, don't worry: VH1 is sure to air them a gazillion times over the next few weeks.

A few years back, Velma and I had the chance to see Alexis perform at Glitterdome. This was a monthly party at the site of the old Atlanta s&m/fetish club, The Chamber. Drag queens would sing live versions of 80's pop songs with a heavy metal band. Everyone who went to these parties dressed as outrageous and glamtastic as possible. We were very excited to see Alexis perform that night with the band. However, Alexis felt that her own performance was less than spectacular. To make it up to the audience, she dropped trou and demonstrated her auto fellatio talents. What an entertainer!

Smooches,
Daph

Thunder Over Louisville

My dear sister Velma recently came up to visit me here in Kentucky during Thunder Over Louisville. I had been told that the highlight of this day-long celebration is the awesome fireworks display over the Ohio River in the evening. Granted, the pretty lights were certainly entertaining (as the spectacular photo above attests). Surprisingly, though, I found the daytime revelries to be even more intriguing.

Upon arriving at the waterfront that afternoon, I was greeted by the site of a couple of furverts mingling among the tourists and sightseers. These open-minded Kentuckianans surprised me by going beyond a "Live and Let Live" mentality. None seemed to mind these sexual deviants parading among them. In some instances, I witnessed entire families having their picture taken with these furry freaks. And here, I was worried about how they'd react to a 7-foot drag queen with pink hair!

Speaking of drag accessories, I was delighted to find that there would be shopping opportunities at the festival. Check out the adorable family picking out feather boas for their pint-sized Britney and Rupaul. It was at this point that I noticed a delicious trend among Looseville men: the inability to wear shirts in large public gatherings.

This was especially enjoyable given that the masses had congregated in order to watch an air show. So, while everyone was staring up into the sky admiring the Blue Angels, Velma and I were getting whiplash ogling all the half-naked hotties.

And honey, there were guys to suit every taste. The one here on the right has that sweet innocent boy-next-door look. He better not get any closer to that murky water, though, or he might start looking like the Toxic Avenger.

Next up is this arrogant looking cell phone hunk. My phone's on vibrate for him.

I think this ravenous stud was made for me. I wasn't able to catch it on film, but he proceeded to pull a can of spray cheese out of that cooler. Mmmmmm, cheesy goodness!

This one's for those of you into a little skin art. That's the kind of canvas that really inspires my artistic side.








There was even a refreshing fountain for those getting a littler overheated in the midday sun. This guy looked even better wetter.

Awwww, there's nothing like a little male bonding. I wonder what kind of fireworks these two set off after a few more of those adult beverages.

Velma couldn't stop drooling over this one. You know how she likes her manly men. Ooooh daddy!

Well, I'd better sign-off before my site turns into Life Or Something Like It. This coming Friday, Velma is making her return to Looseville for Derby weekend. All I had to do was say there were horses involved and she was all over it. I'm not sure if she really understood that it's an actual equestrian event. Oh well, I'm sure she'll find what she's looking for, nonetheless.

Smooches,
Daph