It's official... I'm a Drag Queen!

I just did one of these silly Widget things on my Bebo page. This one analyses a front-facing picture of you, and comes up with likely Celebs you look like. A rather lovely looking girl I know did it and her results were impressive (but not surprising as she is very pretty). So, what the hell, let's have a go, suspecting what the outcome was going to be, (ie: mostly male), but interested non-the-less. Call me crazy.

Yep, I was right. Mostly male returns. Arrrrgh! Thankfully the most 'like-me' was female, and very gorgeous, but come on, 6 out of 10 were blokes. What does this mean? Really? Does it explain my overwhelming love of The Adventures of Priscilla Queen of the Desert? My love of Panto? The deep voice and the huge... ahem... well, no, maybe not quite that like a Drag Queen!!

Maybe my 'love' of glitter is just a front for really wanting to strip down a carburettor. I hope not.

I suddenly have a great urge to do something insanely girly; but maybe that just perpetuates the Drag Queen theory... oh no... I can't win... damned if I do, damned lucky if I don't.

I need support, guys.

I need more false eyelashes.

Oops, no, I mean, I need better pictures taken of me.




PS: Doug Savage says I can keep the Blog Chickens, hurray! Told you he was a nice guy.