Costume Party
It wasn´t until Javier´s (and now my) friend Pepe handed me a black ribbon bracelet with the words “Fallen Angel” on it that I really looked at the poster for the Saturday night party called “Fetish.” It had an anime-like, white, hot, cartoon chick on it, who wore tight, red, busty, skimpy leather, had shock of upwards-spiked, long, blue hair, and donned a black eye mask. I nodded my head eagerly and immediately earlier in the night when asked if I´d like to go to a cool electronic music party at a gay club, Fallen Angel, despite the fact that I didn´t really catch every word Pepe had said. The poster had been in Javier´s bar, Nafiz, where I had been hanging out a lot in Cusco, and I also spotted one in a little restaurant near the cathedral at some point during my two weeks. “I can get us in for free,” Pepe had said. “Cool.”
What I had initially missed during his verbal invitation was the phrase “you have to dress in the theme of a sex fetish to get in the door.” This eventually sunk in, as the guys began to speculate what I could be, and what they came up with was the idea of a princess (loosely related to a latino reggae song “Mi Princesa,” which was my anthem for some nights). Great idea, I thought, but how the hell will I make a princess out of sneakers, jeans, long sleeve shirts, and nothing feminine? It was bargain shopping time at the flea market. For about 20 soles (~$7) I bought a gaudy blue frilly shirt, matching blue earrings, necklace, and crown-like head band, and a pretty frilly scarf to wrap around my jeans like a belt but more. A make-shift princess was born. But I didn´t feel fetishy enough. I mean, a princess was a stretch to begin with. So with the added touch of a miniature neuse around my wrist, which was hanging on the wall of Nafiz, I had achieved bondage and dubbed myself Princess Sex Slave, o La Princesa Esclava de Sexo. Oh, mama, aren´t you proud?
We had a great time. I danced for five hours straight. Saw the sunrise for probably the fifth time in Cusco. It was all house music, which is not mi favorito estilo de musica electronica, but I had no problem grooving to it. My other friends wore little clothing and bunny ears, so it was Princess Sex Slave and her rabbits (hale to Hef´s playboy bunnies) all night. A perfect way to spend my second to last night in Cusco. And I never thought I´d see drag queens in Peru. Work it, girl!
