Kitty Tapata was born in a suitcase abandoned outside a San Francisco animal shelter. Due to her good bone structure, she fortunately was spared from the “youth in Asia”, although she was rather unceremoniously spayed. After such inauspicious beginnings, Kitty was adopted and raised by feral drag nuns who taught her the importance of good grooming, heavy eyeliner and kitty glitter. Her formal education is comprised of Wendy Ward Charm School, Drag 101, and a stint in rehab.

Kitty’s first royal title was bestowed by Hairball of Salt Lake City, who designated Kitty as “Panthra, Queen of all She-Cats and Goddess of Lust and Desire”; the title was shortened to Panthra to fit on the sash. With the taste of her first kill still fresh on her lucious lips, Kitty set her sights on being SF’s first Faux Queen waaaay back in the early 1990′s. She lost, but I digress. Next thing you know, Kitty inadvertently followed her furry friend The Bare-Hug Emperor John-Richard Daniel into the heart of darkmess, aka the Imperial Court. There she earned her permanent Imperial Family title, Miss Cowgirl, because she likes beef … and women. Oh, there was no turning back now!

Somewhere in the heart of the SF Tenderloin near SheNaNa Way, Kitty met a tasty young stray named Ginger Snap. Ginger snapped up Kitty by her dark roots, and re-planted her as a PURRmanent Snap-a-Licious Snap Dragon at SF’s Deco Lounge. Since then, Kitty has honed her craft and toughened up her liver. She also spontaneously grew a conjoined male sibling known as Kit, who occasionally takes over and makes the bitch butch it up a bit. See one or both of them at Snap-a-Licious!