I’ll be honest, I’m not sure if this post will be as coherent as I would like. You see, I physically can’t find the best words to describe my love for RuPaul’s Drag Race.
If you’ve never seen it, or even heard of it, then that’s understandable. You should still slap yourself (hard) around the face for missing out though. This is basically America’s Next Top Model for drag queens. Let that thought settle in. However campy, ridiculous, and knowing ANTM may be, Drag Race turns it up to eleven. You have never seen a show as gay as this. Never. And it’s incredible.
The basic outline of each show is the girls taking part in a challenge to begin with, then being required to make a fantabulous outfit according to that week’s theme. The bottom two are then revealed and they have to, swear to God, “Lip-sync for their lives” to a classic gay disco tune.
For instance, in the first episode the third season (which just started in the US and you can find online) it’s a Christmas theme. The girls take part in a christmas photoshoot, which basically involves a trampoline, some fake snow and a giant plastic candy cane, followed by a trip to the local charity shop where they must create a Christmas outfit.
Now all of this may sound fairly standard, but it’s the ridiculousness of this show which means it leaves all the Project Runways of the world in the dust. The producers, the queens, RuPaul herself, all of them are fully aware of how insane this is, and you have never seen bitching, fighting and breakdowns like the ones on show here. Plus the outfits, that in the latest episode involve a giant snowman, a lampshade skirt, shit load of tinsel and a tribute to the Virgin Mary.
And then there’s RuPaul. Every catchphrase she relishes, every witty quip she aims like a dart at it’s target, and yet she even manages to seem genuinely sorry to send any of her girls away. Although, and this might just be me, but I don’t like it when she’s in her man clothes. It just makes me feel a bit sad. Like the world is a little bit less fabulous.
And I promis within a couple of shows you’ll wonder how you did without such gay-mazing phrases as “And remember. Don’t fuck it up” “Chatay, you stay” “Sashay away” and “The time has come to lipsync for your lives”. The last one should really be used on the X Factor sing off frankly. It’d make my weekend.
I don’t think the new season will be on E4 until the autumn so please find it online. You really won’t regret it.