Remind me to tell you about the time that I did drag in SF. It was a group number orchestrated by yours truly. My drag name, below, brought the house down ... it was a punch-line in our skit/number.
I look EXACTLY like my mother in drag only a bit bigger. Rather, in drag I look EXACTLY like my mother, only a bit bigger. I favor leopard silk pj's, gold lame' flats - never have walked in heels, if you don't count cowboy boots- red Palm Beach flips and Sally-Jesse-Raphael glasses ... so being motherly and matronly I go by "Uomi". (Hmmmm... hard to tell when typing... that is a "u", not a "v".
