Take Your Grandma to Drag Brunch¶
Today (2026-01-11) I went for drag brunch with my Grandma. If you've not included the senior folks in your life in such an event before, I cannot recommend it highly enough. It would be wonderful to see events just for Grandmas; however, for now, the brunch is probably the most suitable way to expose folks to the fun of it all.
Anyway, we went and saw:
Loved it. Felt like a day trip to a 90s club girl pageant extravaganza. There is something of an age divide in the scene; idk what that is all about, however this particular set, there were no younger folks.
Mom also came along. It was really incredible to have all of us there; three generations. Feels so deeply gratifying and settling - like things are good, we can have fun, and tomorrow will be more color, drag, and good times. Yeah.
I for whatever reason can't help myself; any question about gender from my mother or grandma, I always reflect back. It is not a kind thing to do, but this time the conversation went something like:
Mom: "Okay, Reed, so what gender are they?" (which honestly, super cool of mom to be able to put this sentence together—come a long way in the language)
Me: "Idk mom, what gender do you think they are?"
Mom: "Well, come on, those are men."
Me: "How do you know, mom?"
Mom: "Psssshhhh they are, don't be a dork." (paraphrasing)
Me: "Well how can you tell?"
Shayla (our saving grace): "Your mom means how to refer to them, Reed, don't be a jackass." (again paraphrasing)
Me, still smirking, still being difficult: "Well y'all, I only see Kings and Queens on-stage, seems obvious to me."
Grandma, big huff: "They are men! Don't be daft. They said so on stage last time I saw a show."
Me, cackling: "Grandma! How do you know?!"
Mom, piling on: "Yeah Myrt, how do you know, did you follow all of them around?"
hahahahahaha idk y'all it was probably the single most healing experience in a hot minute. A ton of fun too.
There are always really interesting language divides. Things change, however the seniors in my life constantly amaze me. My Grandma loves the sparkle, the fun, the outrageousness of it all. It does normalize everything a ton too; things are pretty okay if Grandma can go to drag brunch. Compared to all that Grandma has lived through, she truly is amazing, a queen amongst queens.
Grandma Myrt, if you are reading this, you are a hero to me. I mean it. Love you!