Most of my life I have always wanted to do my own thing. When I was really young my mom made all of my clothes because the ones in the store were terrible. It was a fantastically early nineties mother daughter collaboration collection, which means there was an over sized bow and scrunchie that coordinated with everything.
The older I got the more I simply found things and put them on. Once there was an early teen pure hatred fueled argument between my mother and myself because she refused to let me go somewhere in a vintage schoolgirl plaid skirt and cub scout shirt. (All of that got resolved when she simply became thankful I wasn't dressing like a slut.)
To this day I do what I want, and today is when it all made sense.
Up until this point the only John Waters experience I really had was some of Pecker and A Dirty Shame (which consequently almost caused me to rape the boy I had a crush on at the time, wrong movie to sit on my bed together and watch at nineteen. Especially since it was the day before leaving to teach at an all girls camp for two months, rape would not be an exaggeration.)
Female Trouble.
Holy fuck, I finally get whats been wrong with me my whole life.
Sometimes I joke that I was born a drag queen and I'm pretty sure this movie confirmed it, I NEED to shave the sides of my head to give my eyebrows a place to call home. I NEED to own sequined pants with pinfeathers from the knee down and I NEED to get my hair that big.
The alternate universe that all of these films takes place in has always been the alternate universe going on for me, somehow I've made to Oz made it where I need to be.
The trio of Dawn, Concetta and Chicklette is killer, they are total badasses and make it super cool, in fact stupidly cool. Taffy Davenport ended up being the one that helped me the most though. She is a child that has only been spit on, ever, lets be real her mom tells her ever day that she should have been aborted because she's mentally retarded, not to mention her step dad is constantly offering to have her suck his dick. Her being played by a grown person makes the difference that I think Scotts going for: Be natural to react because it's easier to lash out then to actually take the time, time can equal hurt.
Now, if you'll excuse me I'm going to see how high I can get my hair, sew some giant ruffles onto some coats and try to figure out just how I can mainline some eyeliner, I hear it's a hell of a drug.
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