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Friday, November 09, 2018

“And Still Sometimes Remember, The Masquerade’s Forever. “- Berlin


October 27, 2018

 



Kathy



“And Still Sometimes Remember
The Masquerade’s Forever. “- Berlin

There is probably no event throughout the entire year that totally captures the wild, funny, fun, creative, zany, wacky genius that is the community of Key West than the annual Fantasy Fest Masquerade March. There are literally thousands of people dressed up and marching the route which winds for a couple of miles through the streets of Old Town on Fantasy Fest Friday. Thousands more line the route, often serving up free drinks and more to those passing by.

 

Martina


Meredith


Liz and Nicole

But for my money what makes the event so freaking unique and wonderful is the amount of local people who participate. For many locals, this is the Fantasy Fest event that they participate in and while there are a number of tourist as well, you literally cannot walk more than a few feet without running in to someone you know who is either dressed up and participating or watching from the sidewalk as the masses pass by.

 

Wendy 


Virginia

David and Martha

Not only are there a lot of local participants, there are always a number of costumes that are inside jokes for locals as people dress up in costumes that only locals will understand. Whether the white fly invasion of a couple of years ago, the chicken and iguana problems, people dressing up as this year’s hot-button invasive Royal Poiciana Worm or as hurricane debris there are always a number of folks who focus on costumes specifically designed for locals to enjoy.

 

Susan, Nadene and Howard

 

Ammie


Nowhere was this more apparent than in what was probably my favorite costume(s) of the week when my friends the Nelsons dressed up as Farmer Jeanne from the Monroe County Animal Farm. Jeanne is a local celebrity in that she often appears at events and in parades along with the Farm’s mascot, Mo the Sloth. In this clever costuming choice, there was a Jeanne lookalike along with her husband (a Monroe county inmate) and their kids dressed as sloths. It was genius and looked pretty dead on, yet made little sense to anyone not from here and familiar with the wonderful animal farm.

 

Carla

Summer and Bruce

Jen

Another costumed group that I loved was a group dressed up like the panelists from that old 70s TV game show, Match Game. They dressed and looked remarkably like those original cast members, yet anyone under the age of 50 I am sure had no freaking clue what they were supposed to be. Brilliant I tell you and really, really funny for those of us who recall that daytime TV staple.




Leigh and Matt 

Erin, Carolyn and Wendy


With all the stops we made, including prolonged stops at parties at the Artist House and at our friend’s Betsy and Eric’s house, it took us over three hours to complete the march. We started at the very beginning of the march and ended up at the very end with the motorcycle cops impatiently trying to herd the last few folks along and reopen the streets.

Bella 



Rico

Once we got to Duval Street it was as packed as ever, with the street fair still going strong and the crowd from the march joining in with the thousands already there just enjoying the fun. It was a great afternoon and evening and one of the more fun marchs that I can recall in the last 28 that I have participated in, I got a ton of great photos, saw a lot of friends and amazing costumes and enjoyed the amazing costumes that Kathy had made for us.

 

Nancy

 


There was only one sad downside, I stayed out later than Kathy to take photos and when I was walking back to my bike parked by the cemetery, a group of three teenage boys shouted out anti-gay slurs at me as I was crossing Simonton Street, assuming I guess that since I was wearing a Chinese dress that I must be gay. I was burning mad, not so much because I cared so much about what anyone said about me, but because it reminded me of the sick hatred and horror that so many of my fellow Citizens have to deal with on a regular basis. It is probably just as well that they were passing too fast for me to actually engage them, or it may have had an even uglier ending, but it certainly put a huge damper on what was otherwise about a perfect Fantasy Fest day.




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