Chimichangas, Zoloft, Angie Bowie, And Mae West
Last night, I saw Chimichangas and Zoloft, a play by Fernanda Coppel about two Mexican-American families with some secrets, sexual awakenings, laughs, trickery, and deep depressions.
Gayness or bisexuality pops up in three of the five characters, which is not as rampant as I'd like, but it's a pretty decent ratio, I guess.
And interestingly, the lead character (played by Zabryna Guevara, above) narrates the piece but she's not in any of the scenes, since she's already split her family to chow down on the title objects, leaving herself both spacey and gassy while her husband and daughter are left to devolve and evolve on their own.
I then popped some chimichangas and went down to the Pink Elephant for a party for Angie Bowie's new book, Lipstick Legends.
"It's about drag queens and other people who inspired me," Angie told me. "Like Liberace and Mae West."
"Was Mae West a drag queen?" I wondered, blithely.
"No," she shot out.
You learn stuff every day!
I also absorbed this from the book:
"There is a certain masochistic pleasure when a chic drag queen berates and makes fun of you to the howling enjoyment of fellow patrons."
Only once did a "drag queen's" tartness upset Angie--when she sent Bette Midler flowers before a show, and Bette said something bitchy about it onstage.
Angie was horrified, but she now realizes it was an act of inclusion.
And considering how Bette's audience used to be even more gay-male than the Chimichangas crew, inclusion was often necessary.
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