castro, center of the universe of happily dead

300,000 costumes, masked faces and cheers, yeah, gays know how to party, and also according to S, no one is completely straight in SF. So when the biggest street party happens, it is of course held here in Castro, the capital of rainbowland.

costume party is not only for exhibitionists. Costumes disguise and highlight desired personality, that empowers you to act free from inspectors. That's why it is geniuely fun, comparing to dressing-up fancy parties, where the clothes wear people instead of the other way around.

S is the guru of costume partying and japanese robot toy fan. she worn a futuristic geisha look; Br has a dip of asian fetish in taste of gfriend, he showed up as a samurai; M studies small business courses but dreaming of big bank account, she was of course the Audrey in "breakfast in tiffany"; S is an artist who doesn't get many of his work sold, he accompanied M as a living dead; bd longs to escape from the city to the nature, at very last minute he decided to dress like a, well, an american wood-cutting worker. M has 1/8 of iranian blood, he made 2 sets of arabian robes and lent me a family sword looked mysterious enough to be far eastern ancient, unfortunately stopped by the police at entrance, the only hiccup of the night. We both worn that noble, exotic,distant yet amiable prince / prices smile the entire night. Well I know he wants to be the king of his own music kingdom in the woods, me? I never stopped chasing after mirage.

have to pick up and read fraued again, talk about subconsciousness.