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The House of Xtravaganza, like the House of Corey and the other houses, consists of a mother and a father and a big raucous band of "children": drag queens, butch queens (gay men who dress like men), transsexuals, a few real girls and one or two straight guys. The smattering of girls and straight guys notwithstanding, the houses are, essentially, [...]
Angie Xtravaganza This is the story of Angel Segarra, a Puerto Rican kid from the South Bronx who became Angie Xtravaganza, doyenne of the drag world made briefy famous by Jennie Livingston’s acclaimed 1990 documentary, Paris Is Burning. Angel, neé Angie, died in New York City on April 6, 1993, at the age of 27. She died of complications from [...]
Photographs by Josh Gilbert The New Face of CBS News? Ed, in winter. Electronic Ed called out to me and I pulled my bicycle over and heard his news: CBS is interested in his story. He was lounging on a stoop on West eleventh street, in the dappled shade. "This Girl, this woman," he corrected himself, "from CBS. She saw [...]
M. Gordon Novelty, Inc., at 933 Broadway, just south of 23rd Street, is a very tight operation. When things get really busy -- like during the last days before Halloween -- customers enter the showroom by twos or threes as other shoppers leave. The subsequent waiting period encourages customers to determine costume possibilities before they enter, transforming the shopping experience [...]
I haven't dressed up in several Halloweens. I've been reluctant to do so since third grade when I came to school as Diane Keaton in "Annie Hall." I blew my wad that year. This year would see no disguise. The better part of the day would be spent with my friend Sabine killing time before our respective Halloween parties by [...]
It's a cold winter night, and something unusual is going on at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. A huge white tent is set up at the entrance, it's pointed canopy suggesting a medieval military campaign, and limousines are spawning celebrities onto Fifth avenue in bunches. They shimmy up the grand staircase while the paparazzi scream out their names. The occasion [...]
It was bitter cold, about 2 pm on a Wednesday afternoon, and yet people were waiting in a helluva line: it wrapped from the entrance on Fifth Avenue around the corner onto 88th Street like a caterpillar stretching its limbs. The line was full and restless. Photo by Miles Aldridge, 2000, of woman's evening gown, fall/winter 1997-98 People bought hotdogs [...]
I was at the bar of Florent very late Sunday night. A snow storm was raging outside. Pastis, that seat of slutty mayhem, sat up the block. There are now tastefully bright lights all over the meat packing district, where there was once just meat and the people who packed it. It was strange to sit at Florent, whose entrance [...]
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