RuPaul thanks her fairy godmother! The NYC Pride fiasco!

Author James St. James and I remember the time in the 1980s when a young RuPaul came up to us at the New Music Seminar in New York and informed us that he was going to be world famous. I let out a giggle—since Ru’s energy was infectious—yet inwardly rolled my eyes because people said that kind of thing to me all the time and I knew that fame wasn’t quite as easy to attain as it seemed to the uninitiated. It was much simpler to run around crowing “I’m going to be huge” than to actually accomplish it—and as a NYC columnist, I heard that phrase constantly from up-and-coming entertainers filled with the bravado of a young Fanny Brice.

But party thrower extraordinaire Susanne

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