June 25 is Sasha Velour’s birthday.
Sasha Velour has an interesting horoscope with six planets occupying a 35° wedge of her natal chart. Venus and Chiron are in Gemini. The moon was in Gemini until just after 2:00 PM on the day she was born, so it could be also in Cancer alongside the sun, Mercury and Mars. If the moon was in Gemini, it would be in mutual reception to Mercury. I can see that as a more likely scenario considering how Sasha couldn’t get “out of her head” during her time on “RuPaul’s Drag Race.”
Sasha is just one of the three Cancer natives to take the crown on the show. Previous Cancer winners include Bianca Del Rio and Bob the Drag Queen. With both of those queens, it was clear from the very beginning that they were the front runners in the competition. Sasha, however, was more of a dark horse (or as they say in the business, a “black horse”). Although she never was in the bottom two, she was in a talent-stacked finale featuring future All-Stars winner Trinity Taylor, lip-sync assassin Peppermint, and the immensely talented Shea Couleé. I honestly thought Season 9 was Shea’s season to lose.
But Sasha slayed at the finale and left no questions in the minds of the fans about who won the final lip sync. It was a star-making performance.
I’d love to know her time of birth just to see where the group of planets I mentioned above sit in her chart. She is a savvy performer, and yet I don’t see that in her chart in the same way that I do in many of the other queens I have discussed. If this grouping landed in the showy fifth house or the arty twelfth house, for instance, all that would change.
Just like the “Real Housewives Astrology” category, this “RuPaul’s Drag Race Astrology” category seems to be a big driver of traffic to my blog. I’m just waiting for the day that one of these queens does a drive-by vanity search on Google and discovers that I’ve been discussing her horoscope. Maybe then I’ll hear back from someone with an accurate time of birth and I can revisit one of the profiles I’ve written. Until that happens, I’m just going to keep cruising down this road pretending that I know where I’m going with all this speculation. Frankly, I enjoy the ride . . .