San Francisco Santarchy
Santacon is quickly becoming a yearly tradition for my camera and I. This year I attended it in its original home, San Francisco, and even convinced my friend LeAnne to tag along. Along with super cute sidekick Alli Eddy, we combined LeAnne's indifference of Christmas and her love for Halloween by transforming into zombie elves for the day (with fresh candy cane shrapnel wounds). The whole event was HUGE by comparison of last year's Santacon in Denver -- there must have been thousands of people walking around the city that day, all dressed as their own unique interpretation of Santa. It was also significantly raunchier, which we (unfortunately) experienced first hand a few times. Some of the highlights included: singing Spice Girls during Santaoke, two juggalos + one unicorn sighting, pants made of Christmas lights, drag queens that licked our face candy, and ENDLESS compliments for zombie makeup.
...and, of course, the lowlights: needing a tetanus shot after dancing with Santa stalkers, Reindeer James, mushroom burrito vomit projected onto LeAnne's boyfriend, no zombie sex, and questions like "Is that a dildo on your forehead?"
I can't wait for next year.
...and, of course, the lowlights: needing a tetanus shot after dancing with Santa stalkers, Reindeer James, mushroom burrito vomit projected onto LeAnne's boyfriend, no zombie sex, and questions like "Is that a dildo on your forehead?"
I can't wait for next year.