worldpride 2014 / in photos


i hadn’t planned on writing anything about my trip to worldpride last weekend, intending to let the photos speak for themselves (read: i am lazy). but about halfway through the dyke march, i knew i wanted to put the experience into words, already conjuring up the right ones to describe the weekend. magic, however mushy and sentimental, came up more than once, and not just from me (the queen of wordly mush and sentiment). the dyke march was particularly special — throngs of smiling people taking photos, cheering, and throwing confetti, and that was just the spectators. the march itself was thousands strong, and everyone was dancing, singing, cheering, sweating, hugging, sweating, more sweating. i could have burst with pride, not just for my friends, but for everyone, and that emotion was echoed in every single person. there was a lot of love in toronto last weekend.

image (1)we made regular stops at the 519 green space at church and wellesley, where on saturday, francesca lombardo got down for four solid hours of deep house. sunday, though, is the day that sticks out in memory: after dragging myself around town for the entire morning in what felt like satan’s asshole, we were praying for rain. i mean, i offered up my entire family and first born child as a sacrifice to the rain gods, it was that hot. finally, it started to drizzle. then out of nowhere, it was a torrential downpour but the crowd loved it and the energy was high. eventually, a freaking RAINBOW burst out across the sky. guys, a RAINBOW. it was a very special moment. everyone cheered. some cried. and just when we thought it couldn’t get any better, out stepped shangela and alyssa edwards to perform it’s raining men under umbrellas and ponchos, and i swear it was so perfect that there’s no way it could be real. if that’s not magic, i don’t know what is.



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