Thrifted top and skirt, sunglasses from etsy, bra from target, Rachel Antonoff for Bass shoes.
This is what I wore to Pride last weekend. Leave it to me to wear all black to a festival that's unofficially sponsored by rainbows and glitter.
Some might call these John Lennon glasses, but I can't look at them without thinking of a mad scientist (which is honestly the reason I bought them). It doesn't come through in these pictures, but the frames are a really bright gold. Also note that my lipstick is coordinated with my shoes.
I have mixed feelings about pride festivals. I think this comic is important to read for anyone who wants to go to pride. In mainstream GLBTQ events like these, people often celebrate the Neil Patrick Harrises of the world but are quick to forget the CeCe McDonalds. Pride has also gotten very corporate in some ways. Betty Crocker had a huge booth set up with a banner reading "Betty Crocker Loves All Families" and was giving away free cupcakes, and Target wrapped some trees in rainbow ribbons and handed out buttons. Jaded as I am, I can't imagine that these companies are there for any reason besides garnering support among an increasingly large pro-gay demographic. On the other hand, Pride can be a really affirming experience for some people and I don't want to invalidate that.
I also question whether I, as someone who doesn't identify as GLBTQ, should even go to pride. Is it even my place to critique it on this blog? Of course, I did go and I did eat the free cupcakes and buy overpriced french fries and people/dog-watch and have a great time. I don't know. Share your thoughts in the comments, and call me out if I've said something stupid!