My First Drag Con

My First Drag Con

Phew! I made it!

What a weekend! If you’ve never experienced Drag Con, I highly recommend it. There is so much creative energy, visual stimulation and (if you’re into it) liberal folks in one place. It was truly refreshing, invigorating and by the end, exhausting but in the best way possible!

As I may have mentioned once or twice (or five million times), The Golden Gays NYC and I shared a booth. It was the perfect storm for fans of the show between interacting with the next best thing to the original Golden Girls plus the ability to walk away with merch highlighting some of the show’s greatest one-liners.


I also designed and printed some tees for the Golden Gays, which they sold over the weekend.


There were just so many cool vendors, one being Jonsar Studios who took portraits of anyone and everyone and made it very fun. Here are some they took of me with mah totes:

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When I was able to sit down for a few min and just let the costumes, paint, artisans and creative aura wash over me, I realized something that was really striking:

I felt safe.

I had been so anxious about making sure I remembered to bring everything I needed, that my Square app was definitely working, that the apparel I’d brought looked good, etc. that I didn’t have time to think about much else.

I felt safe in the sense that I knew that the people around me shared my views on so many important human rights issues. I felt safe in that I knew that I could have walked in wearing just about anything and no one would give it a second thought. The spectrum of what people wore was so wide that literally nothing was off limits (from walking on stilts to Zentai masks to harnesses , puppy play and everything in between.)

I also felt safe in the sense that I felt more free to move about the space without avoiding any area. I knew there would be very few straight dudes and therefore, a very slim chance of being ogled, hit on or made to feel like I was on display.* In all reality, no one gave a rat’s a** about my appearance and just talked to me like a human, and it felt amazing. In hindsight, I know that I could have worn something more revealing (low cut or short, if that were my style) and I would have felt more comfortable than I often do outside of the LGBTQ community. Granted, I’ve had this experience a few times when I’ve gone to gay bars or events, but going out at this point (in any capacity) doesn’t happen often and I forget how great it feels.

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Once it really settled in that all the people I was interacting with were just talking to me like a person, I felt myself exhale. As a cis woman I maintain a certain homeostasis of alertness when I know I’m in an environment with straight dudes. It’s not something I think about, but I felt it when I didn’t need that alertness over the weekend. It’s not so much that I’m nervous or scared just going about my day in public (with a few exceptions), but I’m always aware that an interaction of some sort may happen whether I want it to or not simply because I’m a woman and I, you know, exist in the world.

Anywhoots, it was a great experience overall. I had a great time, met other fantastic GG fans and I am very seriously considering returning next year!

Hope ya’ll are having a great week!

In friendship and cheesecake,


*If your knee-jerk reaction to this was to comment and tell me to calm down and that I’m not that cute, a) flattery won’t get you anywhere - so don’t even try! b) you don’t understand the problem because you don’t experience it, and c) it has nothing to do with me personally and that’s my exact point. Any woman I know has experienced this discomfort and it’s because we’re so often not seen or treated as individuals - just objects - that it’s a problem.

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