Confession time: I was completely unaware of the drag scene until I started watching RuPaul's Drag Race (which I just recapped here) in 2012. I had obviously heard of drag, but thought it was an odd subculture that didn't appeal to me. Since then, I've not only fallen in love with drag, but I've actually performed in drag (only once so far, but I plan to do it again soon). Living in the incredibly drag-friendly city of Columbus, Ohio, has allowed me to really dive into this incredibly art form. But as with most things, it's important not only to know the current state of things, but to be aware of the past. There is no better document of the history of drag than Paris is Burning.
When we first see the reporter, we don't notice Octavia (in the white shirt and pink scrunchie): her back is turned, and the camera is focused on him. It's not until the camera moves and she turns around that we see just how close she is being on television. Its a fitting metaphor for how close yet so far from achieving stardom.