Pride Month might be winding down, but in Rehoboth? Baby, queerness doesn’t clock out. It lives in the wind off the ocean, the glitter stuck to your thighs – but most of all, it lives in the places that let us scream, sparkle, and fully become ourselves.
This town didn’t just welcome me – it made me. It’s where I learned that drag isn’t just a performance. It’s a family. So if you’re ready to see Rehoboth through my lashes, here’s your guide to the spots that didn’t just host me – they built me.
The Pines & Top of the Pines (56 Baltimore Ave)
This is where Kadet Kelly was born. My very first show was upstairs. The heels were wobbly, the wig was tragic – but my heart was on fire. Stop in for: Rooftop brunch, espresso martinis, and a front-row seat to drama (on stage and off).
Freddie’s Beach Bar (3 S. First St)
Then Freddie’s arrived with its glorious D.C. chaos and said, “Let’s get weird.” And I did. They gave me space to be my wildest, most unhinged self, wrapped in rhinestones and drenched in ranch dressing. Freddie’s wasn’t just a venue. It was a glitter-drenched fever dream, and I was home. Stop in for: Pink walls, strong seltzers, and the kind of drag show where literally anything might happen (and probably will).
Purple Parrot Grill (134 Rehoboth Ave)
To the Purple Parrot – thank you for letting me grow, scream, fall, rise, and sparkle. You didn’t just book me. You built me. Stop in for: Frozen drinks, crab dip, and a patio full of characters. It’s relaxed, loud, and entirely itself – just like a good queen should be.
Goolie’s (9 N. First St)
To Goolie’s – thank you for being part of the ride. I’ve had nights here that defy explanation and mornings I’ll never forget (or maybe barely remember). It’s one of those places that surprises you – in the best way. Stop in for: late-night chaos, drag brunch when it happens, and breakfast the next day if you need greasy redemption.
To Everyone Who’s Been Along for the Ride
To every bartender, DJ, tourist, and tip-happy twink – thank you. I show up because of you. Sparkled up. Heart first. To my drag mother, Kristina Kelly – thank you for showing me what it means to carry a name with pride, grace, and power. I hope I’m making you proud.
And to quote Trixie Mattel: “You don’t become a star, you just decide to shine.” So here I am. Shining.
Come See Me
I’ll be performing at Rehoboth Beach Pride July 19 – bringing every memory, misstep, and moment of magic
from this town that raised me.
Come find me. Bring your tips. I’ll bring the trauma.
