torontoist.com – By John Semley
I was tentatively pencilled in to hang out with Vince Pincente last Thursday, right on the eve of Pride weekend. Then at 4:11 a.m. Thursday morning, I get an email about how he has to push it to Saturday because there’s some big kerfuffle involving a giant Lady Gaga egg he can’t fit into a venue. I’m no expert on the logistics of giant eggs or anything, but it seems that only two kinds of people on this earth have to worry about their huge Lady Gaga egg not being able to fit through a door: Lady Gaga, and drag queens.