There was a female impersonator entertainer named Faye Wray. He came every year during the season. It was exciting to me because I, as a proper young lady, wasn’t supposed to know about that sort of thing.
What year was that? My first encounter with one was in a Berlin bar in 1966 when I was asked if I had a light by a very attractive blonde. Unfortunately, “she” had a baritone voice like Sebastian Gorka. My awakening to Europe of the time.