Sequins, Tassles, Fringes, and Feathers at Tryst Sunday Drag Brunch
How does this sound: “Creme brule brioche topped with cinnamon-spiced applesauce and a red berry medley?” Too sweet?
Try this then – “Two perfectly poached eggs, fresh-sliced avocado, wild arugula, basil pesto.”
Those are two of the seven breakfast offerings at The Courtyard at the Tryst Sunday Drag Brunch. And, whatever you choose comes with unlimited amounts of tea, coffee, fresh juices, soda, mimosas, and bloodys.
In this sunshine-draped patio with softly cushioned banquettes surrounding the long rectangular water feature with a bar at one end and a stage at the other, you can eat, drink, and be blown away by the drag queen talent.
My brunch company could not have been better – the crew from Vallarta Calendar, my dearest friends and colleagues, Kevin Feltner, and his husband, Rob Dornan. And next to us, everybody from Out & About Puerto Vallarta Magazine.
The entertainment, loaded with sequins, tassles, fringes, feathers, waterproof makeup, and non-stop movement, made eating seem superfluous; I missed most of the stunning tricks, splits, and hip-hop head spins but thoroughly enjoyed my vegetarian Eggs Benny with spinach. Next time, I will do better!
Every one of the dancing, singing, and strutting drag queens received a ten-out-of-ten for hair, makeup, and costumes. Have a look at the high stiletto-heeled boots! And, these girls run! And, there’s water around…read, ‘slippery when wet’! They are so daring!
I was so not prepared for the finale! The four principal drag queens were corralled together on the stage, then made their way to the opposite end and climbed onto the edge of the long, rectangular, shallow pool. In a second, they charged single file into the water, up to their leather/clad and sometimes pantyhosed thighs, and began to bounce up and down, causing a mini-tsunami that quickly cooled off everyone sitting close enough to reach out and touch somebody! The shrieks of laughter echoed off the cement walls as the four sodden lovelies carefully stepped out of the water and into big fluffy bath towels held by the pink Tryst speedo’d wait staff.
After brunch was over, I went to thank owner Tristan Schukraft and made a comment on the wild finale. He told me that when he was designing the space – with a brunch in mind – he originally was going to plexiglass the top of the fountain so that the drag queens could “walk on water.” On giving it a second thought, he figured it would have more impact if they actually got IN the water. He was right! It will be a hit during our hot summer months.
Mil gracias to Pelayo, Mizz Peaches, Shamira, and Queerboy for bringing your lovely selves out to play; I hope to see you again cavorting at The Tryst.