So you’ve decided to take the plunge and go to Camp John Waters, the Filthiest Camp on Earth, hosted by filmmaker John Waters, the Prince of Puke himself. As a Camp John Waters virgin, one of the first things you might be asking yourself is: “What do I bring?!?”
Everybody knows about the little black dress, one nice pair of flats, one white button-down shirt, blah, blah, blah, thanks, Mom. But what about the fashion advice for us downtown/burlesque/drag-queen trollops? Here’s what works, kittens (check out the links below, plus see nearly all of my picks laid out neatly in the DameCore Store –trust, […]Read Post ›
For many of the pre-show rituals I do below, you may well say, “Well, you don’t HAVE to do those things?” You’re right–I could do nothing. I come just come out, zits and all. I could just come out naked slathered in baby oil. But I want to project showgirl realness like a drag queen […]Read Post ›
