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Dallas Pride 2003

When I heard about stretch silk, I couldn’t wait to try making something out of it. All I needed was an excuse...I mean, an event. With Dallas Pride just around the corner, I was inspired. Some experimenting and I had a workable pattern. Some funky tie-dye and I had pants!

I pestered the crap out of my friends that weekend, because I was really unsure of whether to wear the pants. I *wanted* to, but I didn’t want to look like a doofus, or even worse, *too gay*. My buddy Cameron finally smacked me around and said, "Baby, it’s *pride*...you’re supposed to look *too gay*."

It’s a recurring theme; I’ll make something flashy, and then have to work up the nerve to wear it. Should realize by now that flashy is normal.

So I wore them in the parade and had a great time. The pants felt amazing. They’re so thin I felt naked (a good thing), but really strong so I wasn’t worried about them falling apart (iridescent pants, different story, embarrassing).

The irony is that people often don’t believe I made these myself. I’ll take that as a compliment...I think. :-)