DRAG CON - MAKING HERSTORY

Don't be a queen, be a dragon

Sunday was such a thrill. I had the special privilege of attending the first Drag Con, ever. And I Rugret nothing at all.
I knew going in that I shouldn't expect too much, considering this is the first Drag Con. And although that did prove right, to some extent, it really ended up being so much more than I thought.

An elephant never forgets

The very first thing I did was meet my one and only, Raja. She's proven to be my favorite queen that has come out of Dragrace because she does her own thing, speaks her mind, and isn't so full of herself that she can't strike up a conversation with the people you'd assume would be below her. She rules with kindness and I respect her for that.

I lowkey judged the construction of these lolz

And aside from walking around, checking out the booths and what the vendors had to sell, the convention itself was worth it just to people watch. There was so many people from many walks of life and that made going so worth it. I especially favored the mamas who either came with their kids or just came willingly because they love Dragrace.

My favorite moment of the day definitely had to be meeting and interacting with James St. James. He was such character, ugh, I adore him. 12 year old me is now at rest. James totally had the hots for me and even wlecumed me to his face haha

He wanted my goodies tbh

And seeing James at his panel with the Boulet Brothers, with last minute panelist, Milk, was such an intimate and special occasion. I'm so glad I lugged my sister to go see them speak about club life through the decades.

Now, my only complain, per say, is that paying to interact with the queens, either through selfies or getting an autograph, really didn't sit well with me. It pretty much blind sided me and my sister and kept us from wanting to meet our favorite queens. (I had to step out of line from meeting Latrice Royale because of this) Which in hindsight, cripples you from doing pretty much anything because it's either wait in line to meet a queen or pray you'll be able to get inside of a panel.
That  really wasn't cool and I understand that they need to make a living but when it's $10 for an autograph for this queen and $20 for an autograph from that queen, why even bother?

The Scream by Edvard Munch

It just makes me think of those kids who scrapped up their money to show up and barely have enough for essentials and say, a small souvenir. That's what bothers me about paying for shit like a damn photo or signature. But I will say, my admiration and level of respect for Phi Phi O'hara, Willam, and Raja has grown because they were the only three queens (that I was aware of) who weren't charging for photos or autographs. Hell, even Phi Phi had a free selfies sign on her chest and was in front of the barrier to personally interact with fans. I really admire her for that.
And I will say, Willam had the best merch at great prices from anyone there. You know I damn well stocked up, let me tell you!

Goodies

But the best moment of the day was seeing RuPaul speak at his panel. We literally were walking out of James St. James' panel when we ran into my friend who was waiting in the long ass line for Ru's panel. She snuck us into the line and because of her, we were able to see Ru's panel.
I'm pretty sure karma will kick my ass for this but it was totally worth it.

Overall, I'm really glad I got to attend and I'm definitely looking forward to attending next year. Especially since I know the guy who produced the event ;)

-KJM