There was lots of stuff to do this weekend in and around PrideFest (see our awesome people slide show and parade coverage of the leather contingent), but we took to shopping for all of the gay wares our little hearts desired. Here's the deal with PrideFest swag: If you wanna make money selling stuff there, just make sure it has a rainbow on it. That seemed to be the only criteria for merchant booths at Denver's biggest day(s) of gay (as is true every year), and the multi-colored crap was in full effect over the weekend. From pet wear to sex toys to weed paraphernalia, there was something for everyone. We're just sad we didn't sneak a camera-phone picture of the etched-glass Looney Tunes mugs.
Between the Planned Parenthood information tables and airbrush tattoo booths, there were plenty of chances to buy club-ready apparel. Our favorite find? Neon gas masks, complete with biohazard symbols and spikes. In fact, the gas-mask-wearing Hello Kitty gas mask looked so appealing, we almost bought one. But then we realized that we've effectively blocked out that part of the '90s, and if we were to open our Tracks 2000-era candy-flipping floodgates with the VapoRub-infused purchase, we might have a seizure.
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Luckily, our eyes were immediately diverted to one of many underwear tables. A little known fact: You can actually wear underpants as clothes! At least during Pride weekend, when it is completely acceptable to walk around in assless chaps and a gnarly sunburn. This panty-peddler in particular caught our eye, mostly because this guy's junk was just there. Like, asking us to stare at it. Long live the modern-day banana hammock! In the not-wearable section, we found lots of stuff for your home -- like pipes and scented candles. We thought about buying up a ton of of this stuff and outfitting our bedroom like it looked when we were fourteen, but there weren't any Buffy the Vampire Slayer posters in sight. We walked away with nothing but our memories, and our day of window-shopping at PrideFest's booths was a success! Follow us on Twitter!