Viva the homosexuality! Gay, male prostitute, happy. Viva Pedro Reyes! Thanks to the Virgin.

I, Ramon, thank the Virgin of Guadalupe because my family accepted my homosexuality.

21–II–90
Guadalajara

Delfino Ortega got drunk and started to flirt with a transvestite. He thanks Saint Anthony for he realized it in time. He promises from now on to look for entertaining in more decent places.

I thank Saint Sebastian because Ray proposed to me after one year of living together, although his family doesn’t accept our relationship. I offer this retablo for this.

Ray & Felix
February 14, 2013

I, Carlos, dedicate this retablo to Saint Sebastian because after so many years I finally look like I feel.. like a woman. Also I thank you because my family accepted me for who I am.

Brenda
Olivar del Conde, Mexico
March 25, 2007

I thank my dear Saint Dominic for giving me courage to decide on a sex change and to perform french songs with my guitar. Now I’m going on a tour to Mexico and the north of Guatemala.

The Nicolas Gutierrez’s friends arranged a bachelor party for him. But instead of a chick they gave him a transvestite. He thanks Saint Patrick for he noticed it in time and didn’t make a laughing stock of himself.

Toño Perez thanks the Virgin for being gay and happy. Viva homosexuality!

Mexico, November 21, 2009

I had a lot of problems with my family. But the Virgin worked the miracle, and they accepted my homosexuality.

Florencio Lopez
Mexico, November 17, 1970

I dedicate this retablo to the Virgin of Carmel because ever since I was little I wanted to be a man, in spite of being born a girl. Thanks to the Virgin I decided to leave my husband and my kids and to move to the capital where I started to work as a lift attendant in a luxurious skyscraper.

Virgin of Guadalupe, thank you for not letting a client cut me with a bottle when, on our way to the hotel, he realized that I’m not a woman. I entrusted myself to you in this danger and now I’m all right.

Paco, “The Beauty”
Merced, 1999

I thank Saint Sebastian for saving me from being hit to death by a client, who on our way to the hotel noticed that I wasn’t a woman. I prayed to you in this misfortune and now I’m all right.

Tony
Paloma, Mexico City, 1992

I was coming back from a party when I met a couple of bastards. They wanted to beat me for being dude. I entrusted myself to you, Virgin of San Juan, asking to not let them do harm to me. Then a man arrived and defended me.

Ricardo “The Charisma”
Minas de Cristo, Mexico City
May 17, 2000