As a teen black eyeliner was my best friend, we went everywhere together till art school & the freedom to come out, figure out my gender issues, brought me, duct tape & spirit gum together for the first time performing as a drag king. I expressed what I needed to, & our relationship shifted, I couldn't get enough fake blood & glitter to satiate my burlesque lust. It took dressing up as a terrifying clown for the first time to let go & realize it wasn't how feminine I had to be, but how femme I wanted to be at any given time.
 

I'm now over 30, had no idea allergies could happen later, nor did I expect my health to be a mystery right now leaving me in pain, at home a lot.  I've always been a creative, helpful & expressive person, performing, putting on shows, helping friends so I guess it is only natural I want to share this journey be kindred or curious it's going to be interesting, come play make-up with me, it may even helpful.