see your halo
Mardi Gras with _leareth and armyofone, in a nutshell: turned up mid-afternoon to pick up Tshirts, located our float in the marshalling area, wandered off for sushi and udon, wandered back to the float, spent a couple of hours waiting for night to fall and taking photos, danced for 4km (ow ow ow OW my poor legs and back), had a quick look at Carnival and decided it wasn't for us, walked to Mickey's on the Paddington (ie. less Mardi-Gras-crazy) end of Oxford St and had garlic bread and icecream at midnight, spent $15 discovering the futility of trying to catch a taxi anywhere from Oxford St on parade night, gave up, walked into the city instead, and caught a bus home.
Being 1950s themed, we had a Cadillac. Here _leareth and armyofone (the one sans glasses) pose with the car.
On the way back to the float after dinner we stepped into one of the pre-party bars. This one was very -- pink. We felt at home immediately.
The Black Dog Institute is a group that helps people with depression. They do a lot of great work.
The Amnesty International float's colours were ALSO black & pink.
Our float! Learning the choreography.
SO REALISTIC o_O
DANCING GAY JEWS <3333 They were my favourite.
Hahaha I love this picture. 'Blood'-spattered drag queen drinking juice, while two of the girls from Highschoolers Against Homophobia are like, wow, that is weird even for Mardi Gras.
Their float was called TO EQUALITY...AND BEYOND! Awesome.
I think this is my new favourite picture of myself?
The crush of people as the gates of Carnival opened.
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I feel tired. I feel glad to have placed myself publicly with a cause that I believe in. I feel lonely. I feel -- grateful for this country, and this city in particular. Mardi Gras is spectacle, but it's not all drag queens and glitter; it's difficult to turn up to an event like that without being shown happiness and humanity as well, and hundreds of thousands of Sydneysiders turn out for the parade. Hundreds of companies and services and societies show their support. We're not going anywhere but up.
Being 1950s themed, we had a Cadillac. Here _leareth and armyofone (the one sans glasses) pose with the car.
On the way back to the float after dinner we stepped into one of the pre-party bars. This one was very -- pink. We felt at home immediately.
The Black Dog Institute is a group that helps people with depression. They do a lot of great work.
The Amnesty International float's colours were ALSO black & pink.
Our float! Learning the choreography.
SO REALISTIC o_O
DANCING GAY JEWS <3333 They were my favourite.
Hahaha I love this picture. 'Blood'-spattered drag queen drinking juice, while two of the girls from Highschoolers Against Homophobia are like, wow, that is weird even for Mardi Gras.
Their float was called TO EQUALITY...AND BEYOND! Awesome.
I think this is my new favourite picture of myself?
The crush of people as the gates of Carnival opened.
~
I feel tired. I feel glad to have placed myself publicly with a cause that I believe in. I feel lonely. I feel -- grateful for this country, and this city in particular. Mardi Gras is spectacle, but it's not all drag queens and glitter; it's difficult to turn up to an event like that without being shown happiness and humanity as well, and hundreds of thousands of Sydneysiders turn out for the parade. Hundreds of companies and services and societies show their support. We're not going anywhere but up.