I’m OBSESSED with drag queens and their style, and I want to steal it. But a female drag star would be a drag KING, a.k.a. dressing like a man. But, I want to dress like a queen. What does this make me?? -facepalms dramatically-
My dream for three years now has been to become a burlesque Playboy model. And before you get all feminist on me, hear me out.
I’ve always adored the look of the sultry women with dark hair, porcelain complexions, and a sexy body. That shining red lipstick surrounding that gorgeous smile…
In a day and age where you aren’t beautiful unless your a skinny, dark skinned blonde, it’s hard to get past the insecurity of being a young girl and going after my dream of a Dita Von Teese 50’s burlesque model. I want it more than anything, to be that pale, busty woman in stilettos, thigh-high’s and garters under a sexy black dress with polka dots…
I’m trying so hard to make that dream a reality, but taking the step to rise above the average ‘norm’ of society is so hard for me, that the dream seems far out of my reach.
