October 2003 The first time I see a drag king I fall in love. Not with that person but with what their existence means. That sometimes, at least in limited circumstances, which seemingly have their own rules, a ‘girl’ can be a ‘boy.’ I have to know more. I am obsessed with facial hair and flat chests. Lucky for me my first drag king encounter is with an author on the subject. I read The Art of Drag Kinging cover to cover, taking notes. I create a drag persona who is nothing like me. I look in the mirror and … Continue reading …underwear changed my world view