Showgirls, Unicorns, Clams - oh my!

Wow, it's been a few weeks since our last post. And a lot has happened since the end of May: we road-tripped to Woodstock, NY to celebrate love and marriage in fine dyke style, Michael Jackson died, and I got to perform onstage in one of the great roles of the modern era, Cristal Connors from Showgirls. Yes, the one that Gina Gershon embodied so fabulously in that incredible, glorious piece of cinematic trash.
That's Kitty Neptune of The Scandelles as Nomi Malone who created the number. She's brilliant, hilarious and not all angry-crazy like the character - but her dance moves convince that she'll cut ya!


We also had an in-store party at Doll Factory by Damzels, a pre-Pride shopping event in our fave Leslieville boutique. Last year at Toronto Pride, Ange & I joined the Damzels on the pavement to rent a booth, trying to capture interest and a few dollars amid the chaotic party atmosphere. It was okay..., but we felt like we were missing out on too much for too little. Cocktails, cupcakes and proper change rooms were a better fit for both companies this year, and it gave Ange an excuse to make a unicorn, and pretend to be one.


Later the same week BBJ threw in with the Toronto Roller Derby community to sponsor Clam Slam, the first bout of all-queer skaters in Canada. The Clam Diggers came from the local league's teams, and were victorious over the "away" team Vagine Regime, whose skaters hail from Victoria, Edmonton, London, Ottawa, Kitchener and Montreal. We had always wanted to check out a roller derby bout since the league started up here 3 years ago, and we were so happy we chose this event as our friday night of Pride weekend! I'm no sporty girl, but this, I could get into: characters and costumes, impressive skating and tough girls hitting each other to score for their team. We will certainly be checking out some of the regular season bouts as they move to their new home at Downsview Park. Which hopefully hasn't been turned into a temporary dump like George Bell Arena's parking lot. Garbage strikes stink, roller girls rock.