The Sweet (and Saucy) Transvestite
In the early 1980s, when I was 16, my friend, Martha, picked me up at 11 p.m. in her father’s enormous Buick, and we drove from our neighborhood in Minnetonka to the Uptown Theater for the midnight showing of The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I was brought up on an entertainment diet of The Carpenters, … Read more