Earlier than the phrase ‘transgender’ existed, there was Bambi, the dazzling Parisian icon

PARIS — The second that modified queer historical past occurred on a sweltering summer season day in early Fifties Algeria. An effeminate teenage boy named Jean-Pierre Pruvot stood mesmerized as visitors halted and crowds swarmed round a scandalous spectacle unfolding within the conservative Algiers streets.
All had stopped to take a look at Coccinelle, the flamboyant “transvestite” star of Paris’ legendary cabaret, the Carrousel de Paris, who strutted defiantly down the boulevard, impeccably dressed as a girl, sparking awe and outrage and actually stopping visitors.
What Pruvot — who would turn into well-known below the feminine stage title “Bambi” — witnessed was greater than mere efficiency. It was an act of resistance from the ashes of the Nazi persecution of the LGBTQ neighborhood in World Conflict II.
“I didn’t even know that existed,” Bambi advised The Related Press in a uncommon interview. “I mentioned to myself, ‘I’m going to do the identical.’”
A long time earlier than transgender grew to become a family phrase and “RuPaul’s Drag Race” grew to become a worldwide hit — earlier than visibility introduced rights and recognition — the Carrousel troupe within the late Forties emerged as a glamorous, audacious resistance. Bambi quickly joined Coccinelle, April Ashley, and Capucine to revive queer visibility in Europe for the primary time because the Nazis had violently destroyed Berlin’s thriving queer scene of the Thirties.
The Nazis branded homosexual males with pink triangles, deported and murdered hundreds, erasing queer tradition in a single day. Just some years after the warfare, Carrousel performers strode onto the worldwide stage, a glittering frontline towards lingering prejudice.
Remarkably, audiences on the Carrousel knew precisely who these performers had been — ladies who, as Bambi places it, “would naked all.” Elvis Presley, Ava Gardner, Édith Piaf, Maria Callas and Marlene Dietrich all flocked to the cabaret, drawn to the attract of performers labeled “travestis.” The celebrities sought out the Carrousel to flirt with postwar Paris’s wild aspect. It was an intoxicating contradiction: cross-dressing was criminalized, but the venue was filled with celebrities.
The historical past of queer liberation shifted on this cabaret, one sequin at a time. The distinction was chilling: as Bambi arrived in Paris and located fame dancing bare for movie stars, throughout the English Channel in early Fifties Britain the code-breaking genius Alan Turing was chemically castrated for being homosexual, resulting in his suicide.
At this time, nearing 90, Marie-Pierre Pruvot — as she has been identified for many years by some — lives alone in an unassuming condo in northeastern Paris. Her bookshelves spill over with volumes of literature and philosophy. A black feather boa, a lone whisper from her glamorous previous, hangs loosely over a chair.
But Bambi wasn’t simply a part of the present; she was the present — with expressive almond-shaped eyes, pear-shaped face, and sweetness indistinguishable from any desired Parisienne. But one key distinction set her aside — a distinction criminalized by French legislation.
The depth of her historical past solely turns into obvious as she factors to hanging and glamorous pictures and recounts evenings spent with legends.
Such was their then-fame that the title of Bambi’s housemate, Coccinelle, grew to become slang for “trans” in Israel — typically cruelly.
As soon as Dietrich, the starry queer icon, arrived on the tiny Madame Arthur cabaret alongside Jean Marais, the actor and Jean Cocteau’s homosexual lover. “It was packed,” Bambi recalled. “Jean Marais immediately mentioned, ‘Sit on stage’ And they also had been seated onstage, legs crossed, champagne by their aspect, watching us carry out.”
One other day, Dietrich swept in to a hair salon.
“Marlene all the time had this distant, untouchable air — besides when late for the hairdresser,” Bambi says, smiling. “She rushed in, kissed the hairdresser, settled beneath the dryer, stretched her lengthy legs imperiously onto a stool, and lit a cigarette. Her gaunt pout as she smoked — I’ll always remember it,” she says, her impression exaggerated as she sucked in her cheeks. Maybe Dietrich wasn’t her favourite star.
Then there was Piaf, who, one night, teasingly joked about her protégé, the French singing legend Charles Aznavour, performing close by. “She requested, ‘What time does Aznavour begin?’” Bambi recalled. “Somebody mentioned, ‘Midnight.’ So she joked, ‘Then it’ll be completed by 5 previous midnight.’”
Behind the glamour lay fixed hazard. Residing brazenly as a girl was unlawful. “There was a police decree,” Bambi recollects. “It was a prison offense for a person to decorate as a girl. However should you wore pants and flat sneakers, you weren’t thought of dressed as a girl.”
The injustice was international. Homosexuality remained criminalized for many years: in Britain till 1967, in elements of the U.S. till 2003. Progress got here slowly.
In Fifties Paris, although, Bambi purchased hormones casually over-the-counter, “like salt and pepper on the grocery.”
“It was a lot freer then,” however stakes had been excessive, she mentioned.
Sisters had been jailed, raped, pushed into intercourse work. One comrade died after botched gender reassignment surgical procedure in Casablanca.
“There was solely Casablanca,” she emphasised, with one physician performing the high-risk surgical procedures. Bambi waited cautiously till her finest associates, Coccinelle and April Ashley, had safely undergone procedures from the late 50s earlier than doing the identical herself.
Every evening required extraordinary braveness. Put up-war Paris was scarred, haunted. The Carrousel wasn’t mere leisure — however a fingers’ as much as the previous in heels and eyeliner.
“There was this after-the-war feeling — folks wished to have enjoyable,” Bambi recalled. With no tv, the cabarets had been packed each evening. “You can really feel it — folks demanded to chuckle, to get pleasure from themselves, to be blissful. They wished to dwell once more … to neglect the miseries of the warfare.”
In 1974, sensing a shift, Bambi quietly stepped away from celeb, unwilling to turn into “an growing old showgirl.” Swiftly acquiring authorized feminine id in Algeria, she grew to become a revered instructor and Sorbonne scholar, hiding her dazzling previous beneath Marcel Proust and cautious anonymity for many years.
Given what she’s witnessed, or due to it, she’s remarkably serene about latest controversies round gender. This transgender pioneer feels wokeism has moved too rapidly, fueling a backlash.
She sees U.S. President Donald Trump as a part of “a worldwide response towards wokeism… households aren’t prepared… we have to pause and breathe slightly earlier than shifting ahead once more.”
Inclusive pronouns and language “complicate the language,” she insists. Requested about Harry Potter creator J.Okay. Rowling’s anti-trans stance, her response is calmly dismissive: “Her opinion counts not more than a baker’s or a cleansing girl’s.”
Bambi has outlived her Carrousel sisters — April Ashley, Capucine, and Coccinelle. Nonetheless elegant, she stands quietly proud.
When she first stepped onstage, the world lacked the language to explain her. She danced anyway. Now, phrases exist. Rights exist. Actions exist.
And Bambi, nonetheless standing serenely, quietly reaffirms her fact: “I by no means wore a masks,” she says softly, however firmly. “Besides once I was a boy.”
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