southern decadence 2009

Shortly after moving back to New Orleans, I was quite delighted to realize that I had returned just in time for the bigger-than-pride annual Southern Decadence Fest. This vaguely-named festival is hosted every labor day weekend in the French Quarter, and caters more towards the 'G' (as well as, I guess, the 'B') of the LGBT blah blah spectrum.

Although, it's quite obviously a 'cruise' cluster-fuck jammed into the 'gay side' of the quarter, it's filled with parades and daily events in case you didn't come to drink/find the man of ur dreamz. Like pride, gayz from all over the world flock to drink, and party, and not wear shirts, and become the leather daddy they've always wanted to be. And as long as you ignore the Jesus freaks who frequent the area holding outrageous anti-pretty much everything signs (yes, I have pictures), it's generally a great time.

LOL, k guys. Unfortunately, I didn't take a picture of my favorite 'I luv Jesus & H8 U' sign. This one listed the things that JESUS H8d.. The list included things like 'Little pot smoking devils' and 'Rebellious Women'

I can't really tell you much about the events or the parade, because I never woke up in time. It's hard to party with bears the night before (TRUST ME, these boys are the most fun to hang out with. Gays my age generally suck. And I'm OBVIOUSLY speaking figuratively..) and be at the parade or see DEBORAH COX LIVE at 11AM. Not that I was dying to do either. Anyway, GOOD TIMES.

Here's more of Bulrog just 'cause. Mm.

Dreamy