Author: Maggie Slaughter

Brown curls flouncing, one hand gripping her tiny waist, the other poised on a Win, Lose or Drag spinning wheel, Miss Bunny O’Hare confided to the audience of the George in a dulcet tone, “I’m just a bad Protestant.”  Instantly, the plaid, leather, and denim-bedecked collective became her confessors – a kind of democratized confessional, […]