GeorgetownVoice.com – Vivian Chen
I am one of those girls who is physically incapable of walking gracefully in high heels. Just walking smoothly on uneven cobblestone streets is a feat within itself. Walking in high heels makes me believe that they were created with the sole purpose of causing intense and unbearable pain. Yet on Tuesday night, I watched about a hundred men running in stilettos show me up. I faced my humiliation at the 21st Annual High Heel Drag Queen Race.
Thousands lined 17th street waiting for the race to start. Maybe it was the dazzling amount of glitter, sequins and rhinestones in one place, or maybe it was a mixture of our amazement and envy, but the drag queens were statuesque and awe inspiring.