Cherri Ganache // Capitol // Fin

Cherri Ganache wiggled into her seat, the chair groaning slightly beneath her as she extended her arm, flicking the camera onto record. At 44, she was quite adept at technology (as many Capitole are) but still she managed to question quietly to herself “Is this on?” before she was satisfied that the camera she’d just spent her wages on was recording; the woman shifted again, slightly uncomfortable in the plastic chair she’d quickly grabbed from the dressing table. She was at work, not the most ideal place to record an application to Rupauls drag race but all the same, she’d be damned if she didn’t get this in.

The chair groaned once more, as she shifted one more time, brushing her manicured nails through her rich golden curls. “Hey, I’m Cherri Ganache” Cherri’s voice was rough and deep, yet oddly smooth like thick honey as she spoke into the camera, grinning big in nervous excitement. Cherri was not like the other girls she had seen on the show, not at all. There’d been a handful of seasons before her, all of which she had watched religiously, and not many of the girls had been, well, for a lack of a better word…”And I’m large, and incharge.”she said, describing her less than petite form accurately as she shimmied slightly on her seat, chuckling deeply as the sequins on her dress rattled slightly.

Cherri was large and it had always been that way, unlike her persona, even in the womb, Cherri was somewhat larger than most babies and his mother commented several times that she thought she'd swallowed a watermelon rather than...well. And upon birth, Cherri's midwife commented on her size, congratulating her mother on giving birth to such a whopper; to which, today, Cherri jokingly complains "Whopper? I ain't no fish unlike some people in this world".

There is a moment of silence as Cherri pondered to herself, wondering what to talk about. “Well, I guess I should tell you a bit about me. Cherri.” she shot a grin at the camera, running those long, curling, purple nails through her hair again. She needed to change wigs, this one she’d borrowed and it felt almost unkempt but in reality she wasn’t used to all the large curls. “My name is Cherri, because I knew a girl named Cherri and Ganache just sounded delicious” her tone was, almost, dead serious. Cherri wasn’t the serious type and her tone often came off jokingly but the origin of her stage name was no joke; the only joke was her birth name was actually Maxwell T. Daytona.

“I love food.” she laughed again. It was no secret that Cherri loved food, she would often help her mother make cakes in the kitchen when her father was passed out blind drunk. Cherri remembers licking the bowl clean before they’d even iced the cakes, but her moms strawberry icing was the best and irresistable! Many of the Capitol understood Cherri’s love of food but probably not the real love of it. The Capitol was known for the love of food, but that was merely a social point, something people talk about at parties at which people rarely ate and if they did, they'd pop pills or drink so they could vomit and start again. That was something Cherri never understood.

Cherri grinned into the camera, her hand resting on the side of her face as she pondered what to say next. There was no real set guidelines to these audition tapes, just show who you were as a drag queen and impress RuPaul enough to get on the show and while Cherri HOPED fabulous eyemakeup (Which consisted of 3 gems around the left eye and silver glittered painted all over her eyelids) was enough, she knew deep down she had to talk about herself some more.

"Obviously I'm from the Capitol" the statement of where you lived was something Cherri never understood, nor wanted to really divulge. She'd lived all over the place in the Capitol and until recently she had spent most of her time in rougher parts of the city; then she'd spent a year in the Detention Center, something she wasn't  going to talk about on Camera. "I'm 44, been a drag queen for 10+ years" she'd honestly lost count "And my alter ego is a stripper" she burst into laughter at her last comment; again, partially true.

Calming down, she continued "I love sparkles." she gestured to the bling on her face "As you can tell...and I currently work evenings as a drag queen in bars and clubs across east town!" She paused, shimmying slightly as she readjusted herself  "And, honestly, that's all you want to know honey" she grinned again before throwing her head back in laughter. Shooting a grin at the camera, she winked. "See you soon" and with that, the picture of Cherri Ganache, flicked off as the Camera stopped recording.