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Acquiring her ‘frocks’ from local charity shops (she was the original size zero drag queen) Millie would lip synch along to classics such as Peggy Lee’s ‘Fever’ through a vodka sodden stupor …dreadfully.
Blinded into submission by the glare of the spot light that frequently beckoned her to this hell hole, this was Millie’s very own ‘London Palladium’. With her Abigail’s Party blue eye shadow plastered on like an unconvincing geezer bird, this was to be the catalyst that would steer Millie on to become the True Drag Goddess that so many adored.
As you can see from the earliest known photo above of the Goddess in waiting, it was all part of evolution...natural drag beauty didn’t happen overnight; nor did acquiring Goddess like status either!
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I worked behind bar and lived in at the Elephant and Castle - the owner Murphy was a right cunt but his wife Madge was sweet - dossers in the public bar and drag queens in the other side - a truly unique place.
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