Really, you're not a true Seattleite until you've partaken in the ”naked bike ride” during the Fremont Solstice Fair. From now on, I qualify.
The birthday suit was enhanced by an A Midsummer Night's Dream-inspired ensemble, a ridiculously small nude-colored thong, and some strategically applied painted green vines. And a bike, naturally. Without the bike, it would've just been super weird—right?
Happy solstice everyone!
PS. Fremont—I love, love, love you.
Haha! Ja för cykeln är ju skillnaden mellan hippt och weird! Mycket underliga saker som pågår i Fremont. :D
ReplyDeleteLove it. That's it: I'm making it official, I've decided when I grow up I want to be just like you :)
ReplyDeleteWhy wait till you grow up? ;)
Deletewell...I do remember once in high school stripping down to my underwear in the courtyard in a balmy and snowy -20 degrees and running aroung and playing in the snow (it was in France and I had told my friends that -20 was perfectkly warm and inviting weather for a Canadian). Most likely the probelm is that I have grown up too much.
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