Winnie Hoe , Plymouth’s finest export since spicy spuds and questionable nightlife, is the drag queen who proves you can sparkle even when the sea breeze smells faintly of fish and chips.
Born and bred a true Plymouthian bird, Winnie is the authentic Plymouth Drag Queen of the South West.
Winnie struts the cobbled streets like they’re a West End runway, serving camp, sass, and a seagull-dodging death drop at every turn. She’s basically the Barbican in heels—historic, iconic, and a little bit tipsy on rum.
Winnie is the true Janner with Glamour, a real-life giant Miss Piggy, with a true Millbay-mouth! With three marriages and divorces under her belt, she's still fighting for that child maintenance for the cats! This queen serves sass, sequins and more ham than your Nan's Christmas dinner.
She's a tart with a heart as big as Smeaton's Tower, hot and fiery like chips from Harbourside, and loves a battered sausage.
A little wet and slippery, like a mermaid at low tide, she loves all seamen (Sailors, Pirates, Deep-Sea Divers).
Winnie’s razor-sharp wit will slice through the crowd like a hot pasty through butter. From bingo balls to birthday bashes, karaoke catastrophes to hen-do hullabaloos – she’s your one-stop diva for all things dazzling and debauched.