Showing posts with label College. Show all posts
Showing posts with label College. Show all posts

Tuesday, 10 December 2013

He's Not A King. He's A Queen.


The dressing room is exactly as I had expected it to be. Wigs, make-up, dresses & glamorous photographs cover every inch of the room. I’m here to talk candidly with Bláthnaid McGee, a staple on the Irish drag scene.

Bláthnaid set off on her path to drag stardom at the age of 17, having set her sights on becoming Panti Bliss’ Performing Assistant. Panti had only opened her bar, aptly named ‘Pantibar’, and was searching for her right hand, emm…woman. After losing out on the top prize, the enigmatic Bláthnaid McGee was asked back to play giant Connect 4 with the audience, as it was hard not to fall in love with her bubbly personality. Ever evolving, she started performing and then DJing, eventually being noticed and being asked to perform in other venues. Now 5 years on, she’s an established performer, still here, “Still being a big, huge, Man-Woman of a Saturday night”.

Coming out can be hard enough, so coming out and then telling your parents you want to be a drag queen I can only imagine is 10 times more difficult. However Bláthnaid’s parents are beyond supportive. She tells me how her mother’s reaction was,” Oh I hope you don’t want to become a woman or anything!” which Bláthnaid immediately shot down saying that it was just a job and purely for money. It’s funny how parents always jump to that conclusion. As for her father, it was the typical fatherly, “Ok whatever you want son”.  It’s great that different generations can appreciate the art also. Bláthnaid’s mother is actually going in to see the show next week with a few of her own friends.

Asking how her day-to-day life differs from her drag life, the most accurate phrase was, “I’m more glamorous”. I’m told when as a man on the train, he looks “BLEH! With hair undone, tracksuit bottoms on and not a care in the world. Then later, “I’m going to be a big huge glamorous woman!”. I’m also told how personality wise, she is more outspoken. “I’m kind of more outspoken in drag. I can just kind of say whatever pops into my head. I suppose it’s just a different version of me. I’m louder & more out there. You can say whatever you want & you can get away with it. You’re dressed up like a woman and nobody cares”.

As I sit chatting away, watching the transformation from Ciaran to Bláthnaid, I can see the amount of time and effort that’s put into this and it’s no surprise to me when I’m told putting on make-up is her favourite part. “I LOVE doing my make-up. It’s so fun. Sometimes you’re not in the mood to come in and go to work but when you’re sitting there, doing your make up for about 2 hours you kind of get in the zone”. Ever the perfectionist, she tells me she wonders if people would notice if something went undone but that she couldn’t do it because she’d know and she’d care. A true sign that her work is important to her. She recounts a funny story to me about a show she did recently, “I was doing a show up in Belfast and I was wearing these peep toe shoes so I only painted the first three toenails and I kicked off my shoes during the song and there was a woman in the front like ‘OH MY GOD LOOK AT THAT!’, I was so annoyed I forgot about that. I was raging. Ooopsie”.

Walking around as man dressed up as a woman you would think you would get into some bad situations, however Bláthnaid hasn’t which I think is a great sign for the people of Ireland,“ I don’t think I’ve received any stigma, but you get abuse every now and again from straight boys In the street walking around in drag. But you just kind of give it back. Some people are like ‘Oh you’re a drag queen you dress up like a woman do you want to be a woman’ but I couldn’t be bothered with people like that.  Now if somebody says that I’m just like, ‘F off’. When I ask if she herself believes Ireland is accepting of drag culture she agrees. “I think so. Panti had her show in the Abbey there recently & then she went off on tour to Australia. Then the Wright Venue and the Gilbert & Wright bars, well they have Annie Balls. She works in all the different bars doing the bingo Monday to Friday. All the straight bars!  Yeah we’re all over the place these days”.

The difficulty with drag according to Bláthnaid is how small the scene is. “It’s a really small scene and there are only 4 or 5 bars up here so only so many jobs going. Only so many things you can do. So I suppose breaking out in the drag scene weekly would be a bit difficult. Learning words too. I can’t dance or anything so sometimes the spoken word thing is easier but it’s a lot more learning. It’s funny, it’s something different. It’s not just the same ‘oh look at him in a wig and dancing to a song’. You can be so easily replaced. Like because there’s so many of us out here you’ve got to keep it fresh, new and stuff like that.  Unless you buy your own bar, then you can do whatever you want!”.

My last question was where she saw herself in 10 years. “I don’t see myself here. I want to live in Edinburgh and I like the job that I’m doing at the moment so I want to work my way up there and move. I don’t know whether I’m going to do drag over there just kind of see what happens. I never planned on doing it for 5 years so I don’t know in 10 years if I’m still going to be doing it!”.
The last thing Bláthnaid said to me was probably the best way to sum her up, “I don’t really think of myself and Bláthnaid being different people. Just because I’m still the same person I’m just in a wig. I’m slightly more drunk and more glamorous than I would be”.


I think regardless of where she ends up, Bláthnaid will win everyone over with her charm and charismatic demeanour. I wish her all the luck in the world.

Tuesday, 20 August 2013

Schoolin' Life

As the clock struck 6 a.m on Monday the 19th of August Irish time, I once more waited on bated breath for the results that would determine my future.

This was the second time I had applied for the CAO, the Central Application's Office, which would determine which course I would go onto study in college. The first time I applied was when I sat my Leaving Certificate in 2010. Once the stress & dread of the Leaving Cert results had come & passed, the CAO offers were all that was on your mind. 

I had applied to do the Bachelor of Arts degree in National University of Maynooth (NUIM) that first time around. When I awoke to the offer I was delighted. The course was my first choice & I was delighted with myself. My father was ecstatic as I was the first member of his family to actually get into college.

Orientation week came & passed and I began to get into the swing of things. I loved college. Well, I loved the social aspect of college, the actual academics were the problem. Only one other girl from my secondary school had come into the college with me, so I had to make new friends & that I did. Friends who I call my best friends now 3 years later.

While I was meeting up with these new friends, heading to the Student's Union bar & participating in the typical college activities, I was unaware that, even though I was having fun with them, I wasn't furthering myself academically. I actually hated my course to put it bluntly.

I got through 1st year anyway, how I did is beyond me as I did zero work. Before I knew it, 2nd year was coming around knocking on the door. Straight off the bat I fell back into the swing of drinking with my college friends. I loved the social aspect of it all. I just love making friends and having a good time. Many of my friends lived on campus where as I lived at home, so it was a bit of freedom that I lapped up and also envied.

Needless to say the whole year continued in this routine & before I knew it the school year had finished & I had failed. Horrendously. The worst part of it all was that, being honest, I didn't care. I think that was a sign that I wasn't happy in my course. If I was disappointed with myself for failing, then surely that would have meant more. I wasn't thinking at the time at all and when the time came to re-register for college I decided to repeat 2nd year. I had a long talk with myself & realised that I actually had to start making something of myself, so I thought it was the best thing to do.

I re-registered, back into 2nd year I went, my college friends all now in final year. Was I jealous? Sure a little bit but I saw it as an opportunity to put my head in the books. That lasted for about two months max. I began to miss college completely. I would rarely go in & I handed up little to no course work. I had to get two buses to the campus and I just wasn't bothered anymore. I was a complete slacker, lying to my parents that college wasn't on these days or saying I was heading in when I would go to town with friends. To say my parents were less than impressed with me when they eventually found out is an understatement.

I don't know what happened but one day I just reassessed my life. Other events had recently happened so I was in a new, yet promising place. I woke up and copped on that what I was doing wasn't entertaining me and I had to sort myself out. I began thinking about what appeals to me. The BA course was one which my teachers & family members had recommended to me. I was 17 years old, an age which I still think is so young too decide what you want to do with the rest of your life, so I took on their advice. I agreed with them, it wasn't all their fault.

So, at 20 years old, when I began to reassess myself, I was thinking of what I wanted to do. I'm interested in; Entertainment, Writing, Celebs, World Affairs, General Knowledge & Babble. I just enjoy learning things about anything & everything & writing my opinions on them. I enjoy making people laugh & also educating others as well as being educated. Therefore I decided to pursue a course in Journalism and yesterday, I was offered a place in that exact course.

When I clicked onto my CAO account to view my offer I was beyond nervous, especially since I had wasted the past 10 months by completely dropping out of college, I was worried I had made the wrong decision. Not only had I wasted the past 10 months, I had also wasted the past 3 years. Seeing that offer for Journalism thrilled me so much. I can't wait to start in 3 weeks time. Sure, I'll be three years older than some of my fellow undergrads but I'm in a much better place in my life in every sense & now doing something I actually want to do, it can only go up from here.

For anyone out there who is unhappy in their current situation, whatever it may be, stop, think about it & do what YOU want to do, not what others want you to do.