LORI MAE’s totally uncalled-for, completely unhinged, barely even planned DRAG BRUNCH!

Are you tired of pretending you have your shit together?

Do you keep buying new diaries and calendars because you’re so chronically disorganised you keep forgetting to check them?

Do you orgasm every time your plans get cancelled?

Is there something else you should be doing right now instead of reading about Drag Brunch?
BITCH ME TOO!

I have decided to own up to it and celebrate how much of a pile of stinking trash my entire life is!

Join me on a random-ass Sunday morning to eat brunch on mismatched chairs in a nightclub that also serves vegan food.

Because fuck it, nothing makes sense, the world is ending, gender is a lie, governments are corrupt, and I’m not even a drag queen!