If I had to name the very best thing about Seattle, it would be the Fremont Solstice Parade. As you may or may not know, Fremont is the center of the universe and once a year, in celebration of our longest day, citizens are invited to paint their naked bodies and parade for all the world to see. I think it’s brilliant, expressive and fun for everyone. It’s as if all body issues take the day off and we all dance and giggle and win. I took a metric fuck-ton of pictures, but I edited it down for ya.
As always, the parade begins with the nude cyclists:
Then the real parading begins. There were so many cute costumes this year! But now and then my attention was drawn to the crowd. Like these two girls in an alley, drawing on each other with permanent markers. Or men in Utilikilts. Or amazing Victorian umbrellas and the cool chicks who liberate them from thrift stores.
But the parade costumes were incredible, too. Sugar skulls and leprechauns, balloon dancers and an ostrich, you name it.
I’m having trouble deciding on my favorite moment, though. So many to choose from! First there was a guy who wasn’t sweating, but did seem like he’d popped a molly. I didn’t get pictures of him, but I think Jared did. Then, there was the wizard literally running circles around the chap who decided his point-n-shoot camera needed a better view. That view is reserved for photographers who have lenses by the foot. This amuses me to no end.
But nothing tops the GLBT Alliance’s geisha-boys. I was satisfied watching this fanciful twirl. And then my camera lens was spotted and strutted toward! Right then, at that moment, this dude was Beyoncé. I had to let my camera cool off after.
Isn’t she FABULOUS?! Yup. I know.
Now, if you asked Jared his favorite part of the parade, he’d probably say the belly dancers. They must’ve been recruiting from Goddesses R Us for real. Just look!
We lost our friends almost as soon as we got there and never found them again. Not to mention other friends who went that we’d hoped to run into, but that’s the Fremont Fair for ya; jam-packed with everyone smiling and laughing and being nice in the sunshine.
I wish everyday was solstice. No, I take that back, the fall is still my favorite season. At least next winter while we’re bogged down in sweaters and coats, I’ll have these pictures to look back on and smile.
I wanna learn how to make GIFs so’s I could animate the wizard running around the tourist. And that fierce strut! And the belly dancers! Ooh!