‘Sexy, Sexy Drag Queen’: Drag as Liberation, Drag as Fetish, Drag as Shame
At 17 years old, I was sexually advanced upon by another man for the first time in my life. To make matters complicated, it was the same day that I first left the house in drag. Since then, I have grappled with the messy entanglements of gender, sex, fetishism and shame that come with being a liberated queer and a fetishized object in the same moment. Here, I attempt to put some of those concerns to bed once and for all.