The early years

Although no photographic evidence exists (except for the picture on the first page), my early years were full of old dresses, sheets, and high heels. As a child I would wrap a sheet around myself and lip-synch to My Fair Lady, doing a damn good "Show me!" Alas, no prescient photographers were around to capture those magic moments.

Since I grew up in stifling white-bread suburban New Orleans, it was only a matter of time (and attaining legal age) before I escaped the confines of stultifying suburbia and moved to the Big Easy proper, where my drag yearnings could be gratified.

My first Southern Decadence Day, 1978

Here are a few more pics from those early days: Young(er) Drag

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Last Updated February 9, 1997 by Robert Cameron