guilty pleasure palace...

the room was dark and smoky... the crowd was lightly scattered across the dancefloor, rimming the bar and parked in the dim lit lounge... but once the main attraction got started, it was a whole different story...

the first drag queen took the pseudo stage with her dark long locks and stellar legs commanding attention... she almost immediately called me out in the front row as the "straight girl"... yes, i must be that transparent... however, it didn't stop her from flirting and shaking her assets to me and my friends... i sang along to tegan and sara for zelda's show and rocked out to k. clarkson for pennilyn's romp... utterly fantastic...

the entire atmosphere was welcoming, open, exciting and an amazing fuckin' time... girls danced with girls, guys with guys, girls with guys... anything went and it was just perfect... guys flooded the women's restrooms and i quickly came to terms with my undeniable infatuation for gorgeous gay men... the crowd erupted when an ashlee simpson track played... tops came off as the temperature rose and my calves ached from non-stop dancing as we wandered to the bus stop at the end of the evening...

guilty pleasures everywhere i turned -- even for an obvious little straight girl...