|Sandi Asbury-Johnson front and center in|
"The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas"
This is a picture from the movie, "The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas". The beautiful lady in the center in the scandalously short red dress is my wife. Sandi was one of the "whores" in the movie with Dolly Parton and Burt Reynolds.
It is not the only movie Sandi has done in her incredible career, but by nature of the subject matter perhaps the "sexiest" one. This is the beginning of a dance number where they strip down to g-strings. Before they were finished filming that number I was thrown off the set. It wasn't personal there were just too many people trying to watch that day and I was absolutely not essential to the production.
Years after the movie was released I was in Atlantic City performing. A friend came to visit me from New York. After my show he wanted to see some of the other shows in town and invited me to go with him. He wanted to see a "drag queen" review that was at a different Hotel. There was nothing better to do on that night so I went with him.
The star of the drag show was a Dolly Parton impersonator. He/she was very good and I suppose if you can't see the real Dolly, this illusion works for some. If you don't have a real Rolex a knock off watch will still tell you the time.
For the finale of Faux Dolly's act several other he/she dancers joined her/him on stage. They recreated a production number from "Best Little Whorehouse in Texas" down to the original Tony Stevens choreography and costumes. I have to say after watching that movie countless times they did a very accurate recreation.
As I sipped my cocktail trying to remember I was watching a troupe of men I found myself tracking one particular dancer on stage. My eye went right to the same dancer almost ignoring the rest of the cast. It was a guy in puffy hair and a scandalously short red dress. At first I just thought I was drawn to the red color but then it hit me. This drag queen was performing Sandi's part in the movie down to her costume. I was entranced by a drag queen on stage impersonating my wife. The number ended to a big ovation, but I was still trying to come to grips with the fact that I had strange feelings of attraction to the boy/girl in the scandalously short red dress. Life sometimes throws you a curve.
As you were,