To show how devoted we are to the Clog, we skipped our own Homecoming game so we could post about LoveFest, to you, our devoted readers (yep, that’s the only reason). Awaking to gray skies and thunder, we started having second thoughts about getting down in the rain, but by the time we got to San Francisco, the sun was shining about as brightly as San Francisco sun can manage. It seemed that nothing, not even the rain, could halt the unstoppable force that was LoveFest. Maybe love really does conquer all, or at least it clears skies and makes babies.

As promised, LoveFest was a rave-esque techno beat-blasting explosion of tutus, spandex, fairy wings and birthday suits. And all of this was just a preface to what many consider the real event: the afterparties. We were a little busy dancing, but we managed to take a few photos.

Fairy wings and spandex: LoveFest staples. Trucker hats, not so much.

Yep, that’s City Hall. And that’s 65,000 people partying in front of it.

We marveled at how well a beaded bra and a pink mohawk go together.

A jacuzzi on a moving vehicle: counterintuitive, maybe. Awesome, definitely.

Those boots definitely don’t look like they’re made for walking. Although we did see some man walking around with fish living in the heels of his.

Image Source: Ruby Lee
Earlier: All You Need is LoveFest


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