And the Winner Is: Miss Kinky America

By Siouxsie Q Wednesday, Apr 23 2014

When I was a little girl, I would beg my mother to let me stay up late enough to watch the Miss America pageant on television. The gowns, the high heels, the rhinestones, the Vaseline sheen of their teeth — I couldn’t get enough. The talent portion was always the best. I especially loved it when one of the contestants would dance en pointe or sing a Broadway show tune. Even before I knew I was sexually attracted to women, I was enchanted by the strange pageantry and competition among the contestants. It was fascinating, bizarre…