Joe Montana from Rickshaw Bagworks gives us the skinny:
We’re excited to announce the MORE! City Tote.
Each bag is:
• Made from scratch in our own SF factory
• Features a special edition print by San Francisco artist Jim Winters.
• Donates 25% of each sale to the SF LGBT Center
This new drag bag is based on our City Tote and as you can see the bag is pretty loud (I mean there’s a rainbow coming out of our famous cable car) so we’ve made it in two options “Pop!” and “Subtle” for the more subdued supporter.
Last year the MORE! Messenger bag + Juanita MORE! Pride Party ticket sales helped raise over $27,000 for the GSA network and we’re hoping to push that number again this year.
Sounds good to me! Buy the bag (and see the “Subtle” version) here.
To win one, tell us your best Pride-related anecdote. (Mine would be the time I was dancing with Wam Bam Ashleyanne at the Hard French party last year when all of a sudden another dancer elbowed the mouth of my Anchor Steam straight into my face, giving me a gnarlily chipped tooth and a piercing headache — but I danced and drank the pain away and ended up rubbing my balls on my friend David Kelso’s handlebars and leaving him a 10-minute voicemail telling him all about it, in a high-pitched Scottish accent for some reason. Then we had a late-night dinner at Beretta, and my awesome dentist Dr. Noordeh fixed me right up a few days later.) Contest ends at noon on Friday. Winner will be chosen based on merit and awarded the MORE! City Tote of his or her choosing, as well as a private tour of Rickshaw Bagwork’s impressive facility in the Dogpatch.
Every year I photograph for Juanita MORE! at her annual Pride Party and get some really amazing shots. Let me tell you, people do some pretty ridiculous things on Pride — and I’m there with a camera to capture them.
However, I always find it funny (even after years of night life shooting) that without a doubt people have the same reaction to the camera throughout the day. It all starts out with people in their best garb, acting ridiculously classy, strutting their stuff, or some even too stuck up to get their photo taken. But after a few hours of cocktails, socializing with other queens and a Kiki or two suddenly I’m everyone’s best friend. I’ve never gotten more lipstick stains and photos of fake boobs that I do during pride. That day, I become everyone’s best friend.
At a pride party in the Gangway I met my first boy. He was a burgundy-blazer, sun glasses at night type with dreads. I was infatuated, and he was smooth. One night, he takes me home and puts on some music to add flirt to the air. It was clear where this was going and we went for it. The music went from the Clash to Tori, to moaning and then groaning. But then, and I will never forget this, The Indiana Jones theme song starts playing. My legs are in the air and all I can focus on is some white boy in a tunnel running away from a big brown mound. Well, things didn’t really work out with him and I, and not because he failed to turn off his itunes shuffle when fucking but he just never really returned my phone calls. Ever since, I’ve seen him on Pride dancing away with cute boys. I wave, and mentally grumble, “Snakes. I hate snakes.”
Dr. Noordeh is my dentist, too! She’s pretty cool…for a dentist
While I am not Gay, my daughter is and she just posted pictures of her and friends at Boston’s Pride day and I couldn’t be more proud of her. I would give her the bag, which she would Love! and it would have to be the MORE! not the subtle, because it is obvious go Loud and Proud or go home.
JMore party 2009. I’m sitting on a chaise lounge with Raya Light. Some boy in front of us bends over and spreads cheeks. Raya puts her hand liberally between those cheeks. A guy with a camera says “over here.” Raya and I turn towards the camera and she puts THAT SAME HAND on my face.
Say cheese!
I sucked lots of dick at the 2nd juanita pride party i was at, ive been emceeing all day and thats never very easy or fun corralling half a million people to pay attention to whats going on on stage, so i figured by the i was finally off the clock i would actually get to have some serious fun, i went to Juanitas party to meet up with friends and i was thinking, shit i need to eat, instead i had more to drink… I somehow ended up in some pornstars room next thing you know there I am sucking some huge cocks and making out with someone. Now there is nothing wrong with some sexin except i was in full drag! Needless to say that moment was captured forever and still haunts me to this day, pictures are still floating around. Much like that moment at Juanitas pride party ive learned to grab life by the balls and squeeze. Hard
Charles Schwab and Miller Brewing Company presents…. San Francisco LGBT Pride hosted by Wells Fargo and Delta Airlines.
Celebrate being the most hated minority in the world by buying products and consuming them!
That’s Pridetastic!
Pride 2010: I was part of the flash mob that surprised the spectators at Civic Center to Grease’s “We Go Together.” There were about 60 dancers and we even had the first gay and lesbian couples that got married in California during the Summer of Love. The audience really dug it and it is one of the most fun experiences in my life!