Derrick in a Dress AKA Derrick Little is a New York based writer, performance artist and photographer. "She" is originally from Pleasure Island, North Carolina. Derrick utilizes the theatrics of drag, maskwork and costuming to showcase his original prose and lyrics which has earned him the title of "The Thinking Man's Drag Queen".

He has performed consecutive years in Copenhagen as part of their Summerstage Program as well as produced his own monthly spoken-word evening, "Tell Tale Art", at the Slipper Room in New York City. Derrick in a Dress was also the final reigning "Miss All That" at the infamous Cheezwhiz party at Parkside Lounge, NYC.

The following is an excerpt of his writing from the show "MIRRORBALL", a collaborative performance work written and performed with his stage-partner-in-crime, Angela Forrest.

"...Just because I'm wearing ladies clothes, doesn't mean I want to be a woman.

If I cover myself with newspaer, does that make me news?

I never dress to camouflage myself, because camouflage is for soldiers fighting in wars. I am dressed like this to be identified when this club is attacked by terrorists, snipers, shoebombers or Jeffrey Dahmer.

You don't recognize me? You were sleeping when I saw you before.
I am the Toothfairy who gave you 25 cents for your molar.
I'm tinkerbell, remember? You clapped to bring me back to life.
I'm the fairy godmother who made Cinderella a prince's wife.
You'd recognize me if I was the grim reaper, cloaked in black
or a white Klansman maniac.
I'm Jesus Christ, again crucified
as a nigger on deathrow right now being tried.
A Holy Bishop, a turboned Siek,
I'm the longed for lover you desire to meet.
I'm Elvis Presley, the King, born again
a cannibalistic pygmy in a foreign land.

BUT when this club is bombed, blown to bits.
Bricks shatter glass tearing through skin and men
and noboby or bodies are Left.
I could be you, reduced to nothing but a burned hair perfume.
Will you identify me as someone you knew?

It is more important now than ever to claim your personal style,
Do away with uniforms that make us conform
Dye your hair neon green like a treasure troll,
Tattoo your granny's name across your forehead.
Get fangs, horns, pointed ears, deer antlers implanted.
Imbed a microchip in your left eye.
Trade your social security code for your DNA code.
This is the only code..."

Derrick in a Dress just got his first video camera. Keep your eyes and ears peeled for forthcoming creations. You may contact Derrick at Derrickinadress@yahoo.com