29 June 2008

There's something about being rained on, being completely and hopelessly drenched, that, afterwards, makes me feel like a new person.

Last pictures

My videographer Raeshem with a few of the dancers. See how they flex their tummy muscles for the picture? Too bad the one in the white cap (background) didn't get in the photos. He was so cute!

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It was just such an overwhelming feeling pulling through the Flatiron intersection. So many people, so much energy. And the sun came out.

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We saw this man later on down on Christopher Street. Yes, that is a real parrot on his head.

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Riding on the W Hotels float today was probably the single most fun day of my professional life.

Me on the float, photo by Gary on 8th St.

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Flatiron straight ahead

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Raeshem, soaked!

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Sunny again

I think my left eyelash is coming off.

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Wet dj equipment

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And then the rain came

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It's about to start raining

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People just hand their babies to the dancers for photo ops! Adorable.

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The Float

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Oh my god! The best ever!!

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Love

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The W Hotels float, amazing!!

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The Nair Men float

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I'm riding the W Hotels float in the Gay Pride March today.

Beyond my family, the most influential people in my life, the people who have been the kindest to me, the best people I have ever known have always been gay. From my late, favorite high school teacher who, at the time, was one of the only teachers I knew who really believed in me, to the best, most honest mentor I had in freshman year of college, to my closest most trustworthy friends today -- the people who have touched my life the most are gay. I love all of them. And I've never understood why anyone, especially people I love, can be persecuted, even today, based on who they love.

See you at the march!

26 June 2008