When I realized that this year was an Easter Parade year, I knew I really wanted to try to do a good job with our hats. I discovered some vintage hats in Chicago over Christmas and picked those right up, with the EASTER PARADE in my sights.
Working on each bonnet has been a good distraction from some uncertainties happening in my life right now (read: possible job opportunities). A few weeks before the parade I suddenly realized that I must have a pram for my Pickle to ride in. Within 24 hours of thinking this thought, I had one.
I did a refurbish on it and then I got very dismayed as I saw the forecast get colder and colder. Last week I acquired a bunny snowsuit on ebay, with the thought of putting her easter outfit OVER it. When it came, I saw that was not going to happen so I tried to spruce it up a bit with some cuter ears and a little muzzle and I ended up putting a dress over it that I found at the salvation army the day before for $.49-
It was the right move.
At the Easter parade you either take peoples photos or get your picture taken. Guess which group we were in this year?
This was our view for the entire 90 minutes that we shuffled along 5th Avenue. One of our first photographers was Bill Cunningham himself:
We saw so many sights, and I wish we could have stayed all day, but alas, I am the MOST enthusiastic member of the Posse (Phoebz a close 2nd), and we had to get to our church services, so a quick visit it was.
We got our snaps taken quite a bit, but I was only able to hunt down a few internet sitings. Here is Jason telling the NY Post that I am 31.
He seriously doesn’t know how old I am , which tells me that fantasy 40th birthday party in my head is probably NOT going to happen. Here are some captures:
Lolly hated it. Evidence from this blog (don’t forget to read the caption):
And here is what we looked like: