The concept of gay people was never really a thing in my house. I just knew that some boys liked boys and some girls liked girls. And sometimes boys liked to dress up like girls. As a big fan of playing dress up myself, the fact that some boys might also want to play with gold lamé was not strange to me. As long as they didn’t want to borrow my lamé. I was never very good at sharing during dress up time.
One summer, my mother took my Girl Scout troop to see the musical La Cage aux Folles, which is basically the movie The Bird Cage but with songs and boys sliding into splits. If you haven’t seen The Bird Cage, do it now. Right now! It’s brilliant in every way. I love it. Watch it now!
Before my mother took our troop to any show, be it Shakespeare or something with tap shoes, we would always learn about the show first. She’d leave off the ending, but that way we could keep up if things got a little deep.
The basic plot is that a boy falls in love with a conservative girl. His two fathers own a drag club where his mother/father is the star. He wants to hide the gayness from the girl’s parents. Hilarity and love of gays and accepting who you are ensue. (more…)