BIG IN A WIG
London’s self-proclaimed “drag slag” is one of our fave performers on the scene (she’s a DJ and musician, to boot). The superstar-in-waiting is also best mates with Bimini Bon Boulash, but it seems a rivalry is brewing — Bims, stay away from that jar of v
Barbs
What were your rejected drag names?
Barbra Babybatter was my original name. Describe yourself in three emojis. Describe your drag style in five words.
Tragic waste of my degree. Best pick-up line someone has said to you?
“Are you going to eat that piece of carrot cake, or can I have it?” What keeps you awake at night?
YouTube. I really need to learn how cats communicate at 4am. Worst thing someone could say to you in bed?
“Is that poo?” How would (or does) your Grindr profile read?
“XL masc 4 masc.”
Biggest turn-on?
A decent fee.
And turn-off?
Tories. What is your safe word?
I have no limits. If you could be any inanimate object in the world, what would you be?
I would be a piano. Then I’d be tickled all day. What would a film of your life be called, and who would star as you?
Scraping the Barrel. Played by Scarlett Johansson. What would your own fragrance be called, and what would the
tagline be?
FAG. Smell like a pub before the smoking ban. What is your motto in life?
We will all be underwater in 10 years, so fuck it, do what you want! Biggest vice?
The devil’s lettuce. Which cocktail best suits your personality?
Whore’s handbag. The name says it all! You’ve started a cult. What is it about?
We would probably just sit in a tent and get stoned and be so unorganised we don’t even know what our cult is about. Let’s play Cluedo. You’ve been slayed: who did it, where and with what?
Bimini – ever since I reached 10K followers on Instagram, she has been jealous. She’d kill me while I was on the toilet, using a jar of vegan carbonara sauce. What is your funeral song?
Mozart’s Requiem. All 60 minutes of it. What does it say on your gravestone?
“Suck my arse.” Or, “Puff, snuff and muff ’93.” What does your heaven look like?
Flying around in the clouds above Skegness.
And your hell?
A drag brunch full of hen dos and we are all doing the Macarena for eternity. You can spend 24 hours in somebody else’s shoes. Whose would they be?
The Queen’s, so I could find out all the royal secrets — and then dismantle the monarchy. What might it surprise people to know about you?
I was awarded three scholarships to the Royal College of Music. You’ve made a time capsule. What object do you put in there?
A shit ton of levothyroxine — I don’t have a thyroid — so in case I survive the apocalypse, I have enough to keep me going. What was the last lie you told?
“I can’t accom, sorry.”
Biggest pet peeve?
When people think I am stupid or patronise me because I’m clumsy. In reality, every move is planned out and I know what I’m doing.
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“If I could be any inanimate object in the world, I would be a piano. Then I’d be tickled all day”