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We Love a Parade!

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We found ourselves down in the wilds of WeHo this Sunday to support our friends and to take in the spectacle and glory that was the 35th annual Pride Parade and Festival. Naturally there were thousands of men and women in various stages of dress or undress--some leaving little to the imagination, and some imaginatively dressed to the nines, and tens, even! The Parade had a controversial choice for Grand Marshal this year; Paris Hilton's reputation as a glamorous press-friendly party-girl has very little relation to the gay community, and there were plenty of snide comments and voices of dissent (albeit mellow ones) floating along the parade route. And if one overrated, seemingly airheaded blonde wasn't enough, Anna Nicole Smith gave the crowds all the best waves, grins, and giggles her newly minted face and body could muster. Aside from the usual "Dykes on Bikes" and men who like to dress in leather, there were hundreds of marchers from all walks of life, and it truly was a sight to behold. The adjacent Festival was packed with booths bearing information, trinkets for sale, and all kinds of fair food. Music icons like Debbie Harry, Tiffany, and Debbie "call me Deborah" Gibson took to the mainstage for eager onlookers. We had a hot and tiring time soaking up the plethora of local color, but, boy howdy, did we get some great pictures!