Folsom Street Fair
Cold fog never discourages nudity
Nuns, flesh, and tattoos at Folsom Street Fair pre-view. Cold fog never discourages nudity.
To Russia with Love
A hunky tribute to freedom! Another photo by Matt from Folsom Street Fair.
Nothing more exquisite than chilling your balls in gutter ice, with an audience
The Folsom Street Fair, in its 30th incarnation, restored my faith in people. I readily admit to having a minimal spiritual life, and this is a major element. I love to see so much deviance, including fetishes you’ve never heard of.
Have you even seen someone freezing his balls? I love expression on this youth’s face. Of course, there was a wide circle of spontaneous supporters. Thanks, Matt, for lovely photo!
This is perhaps the first time I attended this enormous street fair (NSFW photos here) without smelling barf, or maybe living in Japan desensitized me to that bodily fluid in public.
I’m hoping that the small film developer in the Japanese countryside has already seen everything.
Folsom Street Fair, censored poster and nostalgia
When I think of gay religious holidays, I naturally imagine Folsom Street Fair, the world’s largest leather and fetish outdoor event. Hundreds of thousands attend. All the spiritual uplifting and community without the tedious obligations and family fighting.
Above is this year’s censored poster (click to enbiggin). I couldn’t find the au natural version on the interwebs, alas. It’s this Sunday, September 23.
Folsom Street Fair this Sunday
I don’t miss San Francisco very often, but at the holidays I feel a pull of nostalgia, curiosity, and longing. Of course I am referring to the “high holidays” of Dore Alley Fare and Folsom Street Fair. Anyone going to FSF this Sunday?
Folsom Street Fair
This Sunday, September 27, is Folsom Street Fair. I love the combination of domesticity, family and festish. 400,000 celebrants are expected.
Tokyo Moe 