Williamsburg’s drag brunch slayed last night at Glitz Spot, with Brooklyn queens ruling the roost. Host Jay Patel—aka Jinx Royale—lip-synced Gaga as 150 chowed on mimosas and waffles. Heels clicked, wigs flew, and NYC’s Sunday got fierce. A newbie cheered till hoarse; a vet tipped $20s. ‘This is Brooklyn—glam and grit,’ Patel purrs, fanning glitter. The brunch is a borough banger.
The gig’s hot—weekly now, sold out since January’s debut. Patel’s a drag vet; last night’s crowd hit max—chairs begged mercy. A queen named Vixen Vogue twirled, nailing a split—roof blew off. Bottomless drinks flowed—$25, worth every bubble. A Pride flag waved; #DragBrunchBK trended hard. Williamsburg’s never brunch so fab.
Some sniffed—’Too loud,’ griped a hungover hipster next door. Bible thumpers leafleted outside, but queens sashayed past. A mic cut out mid-Ariana—fixed with a curse and a laugh. Bushwick’s plotting a rival show, but Glitz owns it. NYC’s drag game is peak here.
Patel’s teasing a night slot, maybe a rooftop if summer bites. ‘Brooklyn lives for this—fierce and free,’ he says, fixing his lash. The brunch is a slay-fest—NYC soul in sequins. Williamsburg’s crowned now; strut in next Sunday. Bring bills—queens don’t play cheap.