Really? First of all, as my husband just said she was the very definition of a fag hag. The original fag hag of the 20th Century, my friend.
One of my least favorite memories and funniest is the first gay pride march back in the 70s or early 80s, which was really a rally, held under my apartment window in which the gay men played a recording of “Over the Rainbow” so many times that it is now engraved on my entrails. I can still remember them weeping over it and occasionally screaming “JUDY!”
Yeah, I remember those times from the Ramrod on West to Warhol and his band of freaks. I had many chances to watch the show.
I assure you Garland’s music made her a homosexual icon.
The fact that she surrounded herself with homosexual and transvestites made her a fag-hag. Ordinary city single hetero women who galumphed down to Christopher street or buddied up with homosexual men at work, think fashion and publishing, were known among the blunt as fag hags.