They say that the parents go into the closet when the kids come out. While this Mom was a little camera-shy when she that big lens of mine pointed her way, I had to snap a picture because it means so much to me to see parents that are willing to get out there and stand up for their kids. Way to go, lady. Good job.
I dare say squirt guns have come a long way since I was a kid. We had those little plastic pistol squirt guns that shot perhaps 5 or 10 feet. They have squirt rifles that go a good thirty feet these days. I was carefully guarding the telephoto lens with these guys around!
Now that is a headdress for you! I'm betting there are sooo many feathers in there that it is downright work to keep that headdress from falling off as she goes down the parade. Either way, I was impressed by the colorful display and vivid expressions!
Hahah! I have but one thing to say. Oh my GOD! The material was pretty anyhow, but oh, the unibrow has got to go! I think you've got to have a hearty sense of humor to dress up like these two gentlemen did. They look soooo ugly you just have to laugh.
Even the muppets were out for Pride! This muppet of color was looking absolutely fabulous. Miss Piggy, eat your heart out. ...and where was Ernie in all the commotion?
I think it was a dare. Around 6 scantily clad, color themed guys all ran across the street, being waved off the road by one of the parade marshalls. Shown here are flaming pink and flourescent orange. They were closely followed by brilliant blue.
Gay Pride or not, it takes guts to parade around in speedos. On the other hand, if I looked like that, maybe it wouldn't take quite as much guts after all. Besides, they did get some advertising and a little free blog space.
