It doesn’t have to be a hetero birthday party to bring you to Lips, a place ballsy enough to tag “the Ultimate in Drag Dining” right next to its name — making it seem like it’s actually part of the name. You don’t have to wait for a bachelorette party. Lips isn’t the first place you think of for a typical Sunday brunch, but, every now and then, it should be. Just because it’s Sunday, go to Lips. Just because you live here, go to Lips, for Gospel Brunch. There are only three of them, up-and-running, across the States: in New York, in San Diego — and Fort Liquordale. You can — at 11 a.m. — sit your ass in a circular velveteen banquette, tossing back unlimited mimosas, champagne, and bloody marys while watching a hilarious drag show, absorbing M.C. Nicolette’s cock jokes. She’ll act as hostess. Known for wearing skin-tight, strapless gowns, if Nicolette’s feisty enough, she might yank her wig off and throw it at you. She’ll never look more like a dude than at that moment. Alongside her are lip-synching gospel divas and dancing queens the Lady LaRouge, DIVA, and Misty Eyez. (They’re also the gals who host different nights of the week.) Note: If you’re really hungover, be prepared: The inner décor is full of color, color, and color. And glitter. It’s sort of like one of those paintings where it looks like the paint threw up — but it’s beautiful.
You get all this for paying for brunch ($16.50); the show fee is only an additional $5. Bring a bunch of dollar bills and go check out all the disco balls at Lips (1421 E. Oakland Park Blvd., Oakland Park). Call 954-567-0987, or visit lipsusa.com.
