As we've done for the last few years, we brought down a host of furniture and assembled a 'living space' on Hennepin Avenue. In the shade of the Bellevue, with easy access to tasty beverages (courtesy of Eli's) and a private bathroom (courtesy of our condo).
It's odd how every year I'm really struck by the absolute happiness of Pride. Say what you will about the drag queens, nudists, and leather daddies with saggy asses - it's the weekend each year that we each assert our pride in being who we are. We were sitting outside of Eli's Saturday afternoon next to a large table of 20s/cute/boisterous gay boys and a rather drunk and butch lesbian couple stumbled by asking for directions to the park - drunken exclamations of "Happy Pride" were genuinely traded between folks that would usually scoff at the other.
I miss it already. And dream of Provincetown...
Litte Genevieve Neerland - an early supporter of equality and pride (she also had several drama queen moments throughout the course of the parade)
Some guy from the parade, running up to say hi to some friends
This adorable boy sitting next to us connected with a friend marching with the awesome (and hot) mayor of Minneapolis RT Rybak
A drunk guy who'd run up to accost/celebrate with friends
Our friend, Cindy Bartell - her all-girl punk band "Tetes Noires" played at Pride in the 80s!
Kaitlin and Clara (K has the awesome tattoo) - adorab boy in the background...
Rainbow Bright!
The Trio was gender-bending that day..Neil, Anitra, and Carl - what a hot trouple!
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