U2 must love the shit outta some gay people. I can’t blame them, gay people are awesome.
If you are curious what the heck goes on at a gay pride festival, Google no more my friends! Smith and I (straight) have more gay friends than straight friends. We don’t quite know how that happened, but we are thankful for all of the gourmet foods we’ve been sampling, and good times we’ve been having as result thereof. I would strongly suggest that if you can whip up a few gay neighbors, to do so. You will have the best time at their barbecues. Think of it, every morning going to get the mail and running into an Anderson Cooper or an Ellen. Now, that can’t suck. Also, your property values will likely sky rocket, just from being in close vicinity to their meticulously groomed yards. Come to think of it, Gays might even get us out of the housing market crash altogether. Again, I can’t recommend getting some gay friends and neighbors enough.
There is nothing quite like a gay crowd that is ready to party. They are happy and loving and open to partying with anyone that wants to join – gay or straight. Pride, is a perfect example of that. We go with our friends every year- to celebrate them being them.
The PRIDE! Preparation:
First, I rainbowed my toes-
Next, I made and wore this sign to celebrate our gay friends out loud:
I made shirts for them that are the original saying: FU I’m So Fabulous, I sweat glitter tee for sale HERE
Then it was time to go to the parade. Like I said, they welcomed EVERYone to join in. To support this statement, there was a preachy hater man on the corner with a megaphone – yelling about the gay community being devils and going to hell. How does a gay person react to this? Several gay people tried to get a high-five from him. Now, if that isn’t an open reaction- I don’t know what is. My straight reaction was to show him my butthole, but gay people are so much more classier than I.
In the parade there were floats:
There were sailors:
There were representatives from Southwest Airlines:
There were British men in underwears:
There were awesome politicians:
There were dudes so happy they were holding their feet way up in the air:
As the sun went down, there were friends in twinkle lights:
There were live drumming DJ’s that made everyone party at the amphitheater:
There was a big gay rainbow fountain, that I tried to smuggle home with me:
There were fireworks as we walked to our car that night:
There was also Debbie Gibson at 1am… I only made it ’til 8-ish before I needed to go eat gelato. Win some, lose some. Side note, I though Debbie was a drag queen* and was like “damn, that dude looks pretty good. I can hardly tell.” (That’s right, “hardly.”)
Note: If you are in the Orlando area, Pride! lasts ALL THIS WEEK. This was just the kick-off night. I told you gay people know how to throw a party!
Click here to learn more about PRIDE -Orlando festivities on their site. Hope to see you there in 2013!
*In modern days I’ve learned that there’s a difference between transvestites and drag queens, not that it matters much – they’re both normally gorgeous and make me jealous of their beauty in some way or another. ❤