Jinkx’s good fortune
Jinkx Monsoon spends his “Drag Race” prize money; Tom Skerritt gets met at the Celebrity Waiters Luncheon; and the flotsam of rock ’n’ roll history at the Hard Rock.
Seattle Times staff columnist
Man, is it ever Monsoon Season, now that Seattle’s own Jinkx Monsoon— otherwise known as Jerick Hoffer— took first place in “RuPaul’s Drag Race” the other week.
Along with the exposure and bragging rights, Jinkx/Jerick is now booked solid: two RuPaul-related tours, a show called “The Vaudevillians” in New York City, and a cruise called “Drag Stars at Sea,” during which I’m sure someone will get tossed overboard. Their wigs, anyway.
Hoffer, a graduate of Cornish College of the Arts, played Angel in the 5th Avenue Theatre’s production of “Rent” last summer, and will return next month for six performances of the theater’s 10th-anniversary concert of “Hairspray”— as Velma Von Tussle. Perfect.
“My long-term goal is to play a drag role or a female role in a Broadway production,” Hoffer said the other day. “My fingers are crossed for ‘Into the Woods’ or ‘Sweeney Todd.’
“And I have this fantasy to be the first drag-queen host of ‘Saturday Night Live.’ ”
As for the $100,000 prize? Some will help his younger brother, Jacob, pay for college, and some to the baby his other brother is expecting (“I’m going to spoil that baby rotten and be the aunt I’ve always wanted to be”), some will go to a new MacBook Pro and some will go to a dinner with friends. “I’ve always wanted to go out to a restaurant and tell them ‘Order whatever you want.’ ”
Waiters with a cause
Speaking of men in drag, Seattle salon owner Marco Farmer arrived at the movie-themed Celebrity Waiters Luncheon the other day dressed as Julia Child — a nod to “Julie & Julia.” Pendleton skirt, Tory Burch shoes and, in his red-polished fingers, a whisk.
“Bonjour!” Farmer chortled, as he would about 800 times that day. “Everything I’m wearing is for sale.” (I’ll buy the shoes, honey, and thanks for breaking them in).
The Millionair Club was one of eight charities that applied to be the beneficiary of the event after the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society pulled out last year to do other things. Fine with the Millionair folks. “Our mission is to rebuild lives, and this is an opportunity to substantially change them with a social event,” said Executive Director Jim Miller, who was dressed like Crash Davis from “Bull Durham.”
Said board President Dan Keto, “We need to reach out to a new audience, the new generation of Seattle.”
Attendees probably needed to reach out to cabdrivers when it was over. I was barely up the steps to the Fairmont’s Spanish Foyer before a waitress offered me a Cosmo (no, thanks), and two “Top Gun” girls carrying trays of tequila circled me for a second (God, no). It may have been noon somewhere, but not yet at the Fairmont.
The “Top Gun” table, hosted by Glass Vodka founder Ian MacNeil, was a perfect philanthropic fit for Tom Skerritt, who played Cmdr. Mike “Viper” Metcalf in the movie and took a seat at the head of the table. (I see that man everywhere these days. Not that I’m complaining.)
Seattle Police Chief John Diaz told me he has only two more weeks on The Job and, despite the stress of the last few years, just got a clean bill of health.
Gene Juarez— looking all Lagerfeldin his inside sunglasses — came over to say hello, and tell Diaz that he had just attended the Seattle Police Foundation’s annual “Breakfast with the Chief,” which turned out to be a twofer, with lame-duck Diaz and his interim successor, Jim Pugel, holding court.
Also circling the room: Michael Stusser, whose Seattle-made documentary short, “Sleeping with Siri,” is making the rounds of film festivals — but wasn’t accepted to SIFF. Bummer.
On my way out, Farmer showed me how he was raising funds by raising that plaid skirt for donors.
“To the knee is $100, mid-thigh is $250,” he said. “And heaven? $500.”
Hard Rock stars
Of the 77,000 pieces of memorabilia that the Hard Rock Cafe chain has hanging on the walls, the items coming to Seattle through May 19 are some of the best.
“This stuff is really iconic,” Jeff Nolan, the Hard Rock’s music historian told me.
Among them: Jimi Hendrix’s Gibson SG Custom (“I’ve seen 20 million guitars in my life and I love them all, but this one just punches you in the stomach,” Nolan said.)
There’s the denim jacket that John Lennon was wearing when he and Harry Nilsson got tossed out of the Troubadour for heckling the Smothers Brothers in 1974. (“It’s unbelievably hideous.”)
And there is the wallet owned by guitarist Tommy Allsup, who, with a coin toss, missed being on the plane that killed Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens and the Big Bopper in 1959. As one story goes, Allsup gave the wallet to Holly so he could pick up a registered letter for him in Fargo, N.D. The wallet was recovered from the plane’s wreckage. As for the coin? The Hard Rock doesn’t have that, Nolan said. Allsup had it made into a belt buckle.
Nicole Brodeur’s column appears Tuesday and Sunday. Reach her at 206-464-2334 or firstname.lastname@example.org.
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