I love Ru Paul.
I have loved Ru Paul for years.
Brilliant, articulate,
spectacular,
no fucks given,
funny,
kind,
no corners cut,
Ru Paul.
But, I’m a Cheerleader, is a film I adore, you haven’t seen it?? Run don’t walk, find it, watch it, laugh your ass off, and cry
I haven’t really watched,
Ru Paul’s Drag Race,
American competitiveness,
is something that,
puts me off,
must be a Canadian thing.
But, recently in this dreary,
rainy, grey,
month,
that is November,
I have been watching,
frankly,
binge watching,
Ru Paul’s Drag Race UK,
and loving it!
Can I get an A-Men up here?
These queens were funny,
self-deprecating,
so talented,
every week,
they reinvent themselves,
and that is,
magic.
Because as Queen Ru would say:
Watching Ru Paul,
has reminded me to,
Do me,
that,
and that :
We need to stop,
worrying what others think,
fact is,
most people,
are much more interested,
in,
themselves,
than anyone else.
As an imperfect person,
I have made mistakes,
quite a few.
But, in the last 6 months,
I have made the choice,
to be happy,
to stop looking back,
I don’t need to, I remember
I made choices,
mostly considered,
that sometimes,
I have fucked up,
that sometimes,
I have hurt people,
and for that,
I am sorry,
but, on the whole,
I try hard,
I love,
I laugh,
I aim for kind,
always.
Ru Paul has reminded me of that,
quite the philosopher,
Mr Charles.
Be well you all.
Later girls,
BB
