Once the twinkling jewel of the Glasgow Empire’s variety stage, Lola McGlimmer was famed for her high kicks, dazzling frocks, and the ability to balance a tray of Irn-Bru on her head mid–jazz hands. After “the Great Sequin Incident of ’92” (still spoken of in hushed tones at stage doors across Scotland), she traded the spotlight for a quieter life. Now based in Edinburgh, she struts down the Royal Mile like it’s her personal catwalk, dazzling tourists with her pearls, her patter, and the occasional impromptu Highland fling.
Still sparkling, still sassy, Lola insists that “retired” just means “waiting for the right spotlight.”
