Max E. Pad

Being a drag performer is like being a magician, except instead of pulling rabbits out of hats, I'm pulling fabulousness out of a suitcase full of sequins and sass. The stage is my playground, where I transform from an introverted wallflower lesbian into a glittery dude tornado of fierce energy. It's like a choose-your-own-adventure book, except instead of turning pages, I'm turning looks. But let's not forget the real magic here—it's not just about the flashy suits and big hair, it's about the sheer audacity to strut my stuff in front of a crowd and make them gag on their soda with every lip-sync. So, grab a seat, because this show isn't just about makeup and entertainment—it's a crash course in fabulousness 101, and class is always in session!