HAPPY BIRTHDAY MANILA!!!
"Who the hell is this?!"
"When is this bitch gonna shut up!"
"Why does she keep giving me the stink eye"
Was my first mental thoughts that shouted in my mind upon first meeting my friend Manila aka Karl. I thought I was going to hate her.
After the second or maybe third day at drag race, we became fast friends. We laughed at the same jokes, always whimsical with a taste of evil. Which is probably the best way to describe her art.
Karl became one of the people on drag race who I found the most connection with, because of our parallels.
We are both of mixed Asian and European descent.
We both are illustrators and painters.
We have the same understanding of (pop) cultural historical references.
We both love to use irony as a medium.
and above all…
We like to laugh, drink white wine, and “occasionally” smoke the good herb… A lot.
I am very proud of my friend. She is so beautiful and strong. He lifts me up when I am so mean to myself. She pushes me (over the edge sometimes) to do more. He is my collaborator and creative partner. I suppose the friendship works this well because I do the same for her.
I fucking love this bitch!!
Titles mean nothing. Manila wins for me every day.
I often think she was one of the greatest prizes I won on drag race.
Happy birthday to my friend. Let’s all wish this amazing person a very happy day and continued success, he/she deserves it.
Wait….how old is it anyway?
Hasn’t she been 28 for 3 years now?
She’s fishy alright… fishy.