Portland's Gay Pride was this weekend. As you can imagine, I'm exhausted. The Dyke March was a blast. Because Lipstick & I are usually working the Curve booth, we've missed the Dyke March in the past few years. This year Curve wasn't able to make it to Portland Pride, so I was free to march with the Dykes. I sure did miss it! Check out my photo gallery.
It seems some of you did not watch the Pride vlog, or you chose to ignore our advice. Or rather, you took Lipstick's advice. I saw one woman limping home, barefoot and pregnant because she decided to wear cute, instead of comfortable shoes. And you know what she sacrificed? A night of dancing with bunches of hot ladies. All because she didn't take Dipstick's advice and wear sensible shoes.
I'm lucky enough that I don't have any exes that live in Portland, so I don't have to worry about running into them. But two friends did. How could it not happen? For one it was simply awkward. For the other it was kind of traumatic. Ah lesbians, we're either best friends with our exes or spend our existence avoiding them. At least these dykes didn't stay home, just to avoid the inevitable run-in.
No matter where and when your pride is, I hope you have tons of fun, few protesters and no traumatic ex run-ins.