VINCE VEGA BOND Full Name: Vince Vega Bond Age: 28 Favorite food: Eggplant Parmigiana. Where yer from: Good old Silverton, Oregon. What do you look for in a dude/chick: Beautiful eyes and smooth skin, ridiculous sense of humor, nice booty. Shoe size: W12 M10. What do you like to read: Scholarly books on media research, feminist pedagogy, and poetry. What do you like to drink: Lemon drop, dirty grey goose martini straight up with extra olives, Guinness. What do you like about drag: Genderfuck, being hot in any skin. How many times a week do you fuck: Honestly, about 12-14. Piercings or tattoos: I have eight or nine tattoos, I forget, and only piercings where you can't see them if I have clothes on. What's your most prized possession: A Herman Hesse book that is very rare and out of print. I's called Wandering. What do you do to kill time: Read, watch movies, go for cocktails, paint, write, draw, listen to music, talk on the phone, buy new underwear, practice seductive poses in the mirror. Fondest childhood memory: A month long road trip across country with my dad and two brothers when I was ten and we had a crappy chartreuse station wagon that we slept in. My little brother and I were coloring and left the crayons in the little cubbys in the back and they melted. When did you realize you were a drag star? Looking back on my long history of being a tomboy and having a pet snail collection and digging lots of holes in the dirt in my boy's Osh Kosh, I would have to say I've been one forever and only realized it a couple of years ago. Dream date: Camping on crisp October nights, making s'mores, having a cozy air mattress to sleep on, having a crackling campfire to cuddle up to with the sound of the ocean roaring in the background. Deepest darkest secret: I won't tell, because then it wouldn't be a secret but it may or may not involve a fantasy about fucking someone in a church confessional. Favorite car: Tri-Met. Best party trick: I can sing karaoke and I can make only one side of my nose flare. Also, I can do the splits. Length of cock/size of clit: Why don't you find out for yourself? What 3 items would you want on a deserted island: An air conditioned palace, an unlimited number of beautiful people, and a chopper with a fueling station (hey, you didn't say it had to stay deserted!) If you could rid the world of one thing it would be: CLOWNS, they're fucking freaky.