What's a 21st birthday in the West Village if you don't hit Lips? We got an eyeful (and an earful) at this Drag Queen haunt, where a lovely lady named Frankie served us pricy shots (just one each!) with some massive guns. Wouldn't be surprised if these guys work out alongside Leezie at the Equinox on the corner; though they must get a pretty good workout applying all of that makeup and teasing those humongous wigs!
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