All hail the reigning queen
Speaking with RuPaul is definitely not a drag.
Ru: “Oh, honey, my husband’s so f - - kin’ rich that I have no worries . . . I come from a f - - kin’ hillbilly father. Fans show up and I just f - - kin’ put it all on.
“I started in the late ’80s, in clubs when we all partied. I wasn’t hot then. I took off around ’92. Now my biggest competition’s myself and with all the Emmys I’ve gotten I have to stay interested. I just caught my second wind. For a while I took four years off and plain partied.
“I’m looking forever for more girls. The impetus is on color and fun. I’ve seen like 200 of them. But go find one f - - kin’ girl who works as hard as I do. I need to find someone I can actually stand to be around. You can tear all that makeup, wig-stuff and s - - t away but you got to be reborn. Let yourself go. Turn winter into summer. Your frequency has to shine. Some of those fat asses I’ve seen are like wood. And, listen, real celebrities are no different than my onstage queens. They’re all fake.
“Nobody talks about luck. Talent’s a help. But what makes anyone laugh is a great work ethic. Listen, I just open the door, then open a box of clothes and that’s it — bada bing.
“Jealousy is everybody. I’m now writing an autobiography. No bulls - - t. The real deal. I’ll tell all. I got nothing to hide. It’s a personal emotional story. I want to tell me. The true story. Life is pain. You can’t sidestep the pain of life.”
Miss Ru has another season of “Drag Race,” plus “All Stars,” plus a Paramount+ thing, plus she’s planning a movie, a game show and a New Zealand tour.
“And, y’know, I still have all my shmattas. I don’t want them on eBay. I’ll tour them. I’ll f - - kin’ put them in a museum.”
Get it booked
Read “The President’s Daughter.” Co-opting a VIP to grab another colorful background is so smart James Patterson should get a knighthood. And his co-author, a real unknown guy, Bill Clinton — his White House know-how is great. It’s an A-1 Father’s Day gift.
She’s a real gem
American Museum of Natural History president Ellen Futter just opened its new hall of minerals and gems and showed me its 5,000 bits of rock from nine countries. Little things like a 13-foot amethyst, 632-carat emerald, 600-pound Brazil topaz, upstate New York’s billion-year-old rock slab of garnet crystals, a half-ton stibnite crystal from China.
Ellen: “Our 200 in-house scientists, technicians, educators, designers look to produce specimens of Earth’s processes from the Big Bang, the creation of oxygen, the biodiversity of species, climate change, environmental things that threaten the Earth. We’re involved in different exhibitions throughout the world every eight days.”
Divorce’s final frontier?
What if anyone hitching an orbit ride gets married on Mars — what’s the jurisdiction? Forget promising the moon and stars — if they ever split, are they subject to New York matrimonial laws? Or is it like down the middle California? Or do they schlep in some judge from Saturn?
Questioning minds need to know.
With our pandemic, there’s now a plumber who won’t even make house calls.
Only in New York, kids, only in New York.
Source: Page Six