all photos: Denis Largeron
Deep in the heart of gay America, there is an annual tradition that makes Thanksgiving look like a surprise trip to an untrained dentist. It’s called The High Heel Race, it involves some of the city’s best male athletes sprinting down the street (some/most of them in fabulous costumes), and it is a deeply sentimental occasion of remembrance for those who bravely gave their lives in the effort to make mens-size high heels acceptable footwear year on out. This year, hurricanes and all-the event was postponed from Tuesday from Thursday but we are pleased to announce that this did not affect the attendance, one bit. In fact, if anything-the heeled troopers came out with extra ammo and panache this year. (also, it helps it didn’t rain-for the first time since we remember)
It is also one our FAVORITE occasions to photograph in DC every year. So, without further a do:
SEE YOU ALL NEXT YEAR!
LIVING for those guys dressed as ‘The View’. Living.
Too few pics of the Mardi Gras Queen with her bust out.
The Street Fighter gang did it for me! Good grief, Zangief! Aren’t you chilly?
I loved the group dressed as the “Gay Barrier Reef.”