In the past week alone I have been called “a gay man trapped in a woman’s body” four times. In fact, my gay friends often say this to me, and my straight friends all agree. So it’s no wonder that I am extremely excited about the prospect of being part of Sydney’s annual Mardi Gras for the first time. I will even go so far as to admit that I am *secretly* glad that PGW was cancelled due to flooding (I booked my ticket before I knew of the major diary clash – I blame being new to Sydney).
What started in 1979 as a celebration following a gay rights protest has since become one of the must-see annual events this fabulous city has to offer. Over 70,000 people are expected to line Oxford Street and hit Hyde Park as flamboyant floats make their way through the crowds in celebration of all things gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender. And I am in no doubt that there will be fag hags a-plenty – me included.
One of the most exciting things about this year’s event is that the Aussie diva herself, Miss Kylie Minogue, will be part of the celebrations. 2012 is the year of K25 and what better way for her to mark the occasion than being part of Mardi Gras? Kylie will be performing at the afterparty and there is a very special Kylie-themed float expected to head the parade which I can’t wait to see in true fag hag style.
The term fag hag has long been unjustifiably tainted with the notion that we are nothing more than girls who can’t get a boyfriend so hang off the arm of her gbf until she eventually dies alone. True, that might be the case for some, but we are also funny, sharp, quick-witted and caring. We have excellent taste and never settle for second best. We are in fact gay men trapped inside women’s bodies.
The Urban Dictionary says that you are a true fag hag if:
-You are a straight girl who has a best friend who is gay and spends a lot of time together
-You would rather go to a gay club than a straight club
-Your fag gave you your own drag name
-You know all the gay guys at the local gay bar
-Your fag takes you shopping for MAC makeup and then puts it on you
-Your hair and makeup are always flawless
-You dress up in his drag gear on Saturday night or dress in drag together
-You even dance with all the fags on stage when Britney Spears comes on
-You learned to vouge from watching your fag
-You fall in love with your fag (which is a bad thing)
-You try to convert your fag (this will only ruin your relationship with him)
And lastly… you find yourself not being able to live without him because you have so much fun with him.
Ok, not all of the above is necessarily the case, but it’s a pretty good definition. Fag hags love Mardi Gras as much (sometimes more) than the gays because they truly feel a part of the celebration too. They feel that they are part of this community, they just with a secret other life where they play a straight person going out with a guy (who will never be better than their gbf, obvs).
The brilliant thing about Mardi Gras is that although it is a celebration of gay rights, anyone can join in and feel comfortable with who they are – gay or straight. The gays welcome everyone and if we were all a bit more accpeting, life could be like Mardi Gras every day!