The AIDS walk. Though a fantastic cause on a beautiful Saturday morning, L.A. has a habit of using the most mainstream streets for its protests, fundraisers, marathons and any other event that needs several miles to make its point. However, not all was lost after my Sister and I sat through an hour of 90 degree heat waves in a car with no air-conditioning; we parked and went to the Melrose Trading Post. Just $2 to get in, the flea market is a veritable cornucopia of wares: the expected $5 sunglasses, to worn in Cowboy boots, gilded mirrors, vintage furs, contemporary art, corn dogs and nachos and eclectic furniture. Though my husband deems it “another garbage dump,” this place let us escape the sizeable clusterfuck for hours and I came away with $20 Doc Martens’ and black Wayfarers. Los Anjealous describes it’s melodrama here.
Photo by LosAnjealous.com
Our drive home yielded the following:
The race is finished, all are headed home.
These lovely ladies (so-to-speak) are part of the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence (aka Sisters Mischif) organization that run/walk in AIDS walks across the nation. There are several factions, each with a blog. Besides the fantastically detailed and obviously engrossing costuming, the group has channeled their efforts into a national movement to seek out support for multiple issues, one of them (as seen above) being AIDS walk participation.
NO SAINTS IN L.A. 