“No photos please” with such a statement of it would not have been long, yesterday there was but they.
My real hair wig seems to have suffered as extremely, a) small Engellöckchen scored and b) I again removed this Engellöckchen. Worn out completely seems the AC, accordingly much less hair in the same space, the peak seems totally wrong and suddenly somehow the dark blond red rather. Cruel and yesterday the reason for persistent bad mood on my part, the feeling of wanting to break out into tears and want the ban to allow photos of me. A real bad hair day with the fear, that this wig will not allow any more Good Hair Days. Unless Janka has some idea in her hairdresser box good idea… otherwise I'll have to check my finances and time to buy a new human hair wig… And mal sehen, if it can save someone, then probably Janka 🙂
But yesterday. Actually, I had nothing to cry, a third Saturday, like every third Saturday, meant good evening entertainment in the still and always legendary Irrenhouse of Nina Queer. But getting there this time took a lot of effort. It was full. very full, and that also means before the House astray it was full and there were reputation, Rumcruisen view and especially stiletto range no chance of a parking lot and we had a really long, until then, we still found a, of which we would reach the Mad House well.. sometime at least.
Because selbt a normal Stöckelweg that night was not a normal. on the way to mislead House were between 0 and 15 cm snow, including pure ice and it's a miracle – and our practice – Thanks to, that we are healing, although cursing loudly reached the front door of the House astray (So I've had enough of snow and ice)
Everything was as it always. Only a little fuller. In fact, it was sauvoll. What the mood still was not detrimental – at most of the waiting time at the bar, but since we all have our favorite bar Angels, where you just have to look deep into her eyes once to get the desired over months and years tested Drink :)… And that's not a grapefruit Schöfferhofer.
Also tested over the years is of course the Trans allmonatliche show, this time without the guest stars of the old Irrenhouse triangle inside Nina Queer herself, Stella Destroy, Melli Magic and Mataina Ah was presented as sweet and it allowed this evening even other people's sacred boards, the mean Irrenhouse, enter. Simple, ordinary guests… where will we end.
I have the Nina Nanny Tranny introduction still kicked me out of the bar through the crowd and I was beaten to the second part but then finally present. This then led Diane Keaton, Bette Midler, and Goldie Hawn on the stage. …well at least almost. Nina, Stella, Melli Warens. After all, these three ladies brought from Grill House misled the beautiful title “You don’t Own me”. A good start.
The whole Mataina followed with the Italian original of Samba Dance with me. Of course I understood nothing and the good thing is probably, that it was Lipsync, I did not really think too Mataina, was sie da sang. No matter, it was all fake anyway from her killer tits and confetti, that they threw into the audience distracted.. Confetti. Again… I had just found it this weekend even confetti from last month. That stuff gets stuck together like leeches and psoriasis.
No matter, because it went merrily with the Highlite of the evening. Melli Magic in bestform and surprisingly not as Whitney or any other Soul tube, sondern Hildagard Knef. Yes exactly the, for it should rain red roses. And should it this evening now for Mell. A large fan and flower girl Stella ensured. A very ingenious number. Best and great cinema.
Because dan was THE gay and drag song by Gloria Gaynor not dra, even if Nina and Stella did their best, by Polonaise led astray through the House, and even at the end lissen guests on stage. The Battle House's misleading search for super-Trans show was won with a clear points victory by Melli. At least, if I could ask the jury.
But as I said,I had this evening enough with myself and my hair on the wig hat er,, so I have no ertungskärtchen held high, Instead, I'd rather put UTV solarium, because there is one of the world caught up to us may think beautiful relaxed about the whole world… while I relaxed underneath, Sheila saw only a photo object in it 🙂 I would have it on a normal day too 🙂
Otherwise, it went back to the same icy paths later, noch zu Mc Donalds, where we were informed about benefits to McD BK.. it has something to do with cheese and microwave…. or something like that. No matter 24 Nuggets and some fries we were on our way home, I handed Janka my wig and went scalped but heads held up.
Up in a month in a mental house