Colorado Autostraddler Brunch

Hello

So long ago we had our first Autostraddle Brunch here in Denver. Since then the group has grown and we have had brunches and gatherings sporadically over the last two years. I have met some really amazing people through these get-togethers. Really brilliant writers, teachers, feminists, fashionistas and so much more. I probably would not have met many of these people if Autostraddle had not repeatedly encouraged us to build our own local real life communities.

So I planned a brunch and park time outing for this recent Saturday. It was great. We ate too much, had some mimosas and headed to a nearby park afterwords. We started at Watercourse Foods, a great vegetarian restaurant, and then we headed to Cheesman Park (otherwise known as the gay beach). I have a special spot under some giant oak trees that I like to lay my blanket and watch adorable queer couples read to each other or watch the half naked gay men play volleyball. It’s always great people watching.

Watercourse Foods has THE BEST vegetarian biscuits and gravy.

Watercourse Foods has THE BEST vegetarian biscuits and gravy.

 

really adorable humans amiright?!

really adorable humans amiright?!

 

sitting in the sun at the park is the best way to get through a food coma. fyi.

sitting in the sun at the park is the best way to get through a food coma. fyi.

 

park time selfie! a special thanks to my late grandma for the great sunglasses.

park time selfie! a special thanks to my late grandma for the great sunglasses.

 

I’m going to miss my Colorado Autostraddle group when I move in June. Y’all are the best!

Ciao Torrebelle

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Gratitude tastes so good.

My friend J, the gal who recently got married from my post “the sweetest wedding ever” took me out to dinner as a thank you for all my hard work. I would have done it all three times over regardless of any sort of pay off. But, I have to say, this dinner was a really unexpected and amazing treat.

She took me to Olivea. The pastry chef there wins all sorts of national awards every year. Pastries!!! I am a bit of a pastry monster (much like the near cousin of the cookie variety). So I was thrilled when I heard about his accomplishments.

hungry eyes (for dessert!)

Dinner was really great. I had the Vegetarian special which was basically the fanciest version of falafel, hummus, and swiss chard I have ever had. It was super tasty.

one of the best things I have ever put in my mouth.

J’s super chocolatey heaven.


But the desserts stole the show once again. I had the almond torte, with lemon custard ice cream and fresh berry compote. This was quite possibly one of the best pieces of cake I have EVER had. I’m not kidding, at all. J had a caramel chocolate tart type thing with chocolate ice cream on the side. She said it was really good. I don’t like chocolate (I know, I’m crazy) so I’ll just have to take her word for it.

I wore a skirt that I got at forever 21 when I was probably 21. I’ll just leave it at that, I’ve had it a while. The pastel yellow button down is also new, from Anthropology. I really like its 1930’s silhouette. Pair with white sandals and white basket purse. ta da!

Thank you sooooo much J! It was great.

Ciao Torrebelle

One of the Sweetest Weddings ever.

One of my oldest friends, J married P on Friday. It was beautiful.

the cute DIY decor at the band shell.

the Boat House at Denver City Park.

Here comes the Bride!

J and her bridesmaids.

the happy couple.

their fabulous footwear.

J and I, and our friend Mr. Mojito.

the DJ, our friend S who always looks so dapper.

hair thingy I made for J that morning.

first dance

Rockabilly Baby, he loved the speakers!

the Rockabilly table, as I dubbed it.

yours truly!

shoe porn!

So much love!

I am so proud of this picture, except for that guy walking in the back. Otherwise, so hot, so sweet, so beautiful. I can hardly stand it 🙂

Where to begin?! The wedding day was a little hectic, but nothing I didn’t expect. I knew my time to primp was going to be limited and that I would be doing all sorts of lord know what throughout the day. I was carrying boxes, setting up tables and chairs, literally running around all day. So I was happy with my choice of cotton sun dress and my ever faithful black patent wedges. The dress was given to me once upon a time and I think it is from the 70’s. I quickly tossed my hair into the standard side ways dutch braid bun combo that I do on the regular. I just added a gray flowery head band to spiffy it up.

But really, who cares about me? Did you see how adorable the bride and groom were? J, the bride wore a super pretty sunny yellow dress. It is a new dress but has that great mid-century semi-formal feel. We tacked on the little ruched caps that morning (Did I mention it was a bit hectic). They chose yellow, gray, black and white as their colors. So she found some delicate gray satin kitten heals and also wore a gray bow in her hair that I hot glued that morning.  One of my favorite parts of J’s bridal outfit was the necklace that she made. She made it out of a glass heart that her Grandpa had made for her Grandma.  He made the heart during the war out of an airplane wind shield! We all teared up when that choice piece of nostalgia was shared. So sweet.

P looked dapper in a dark gray jacket, a lighter gray button down shirt, black jeans and gray chuck taylors. Actually the whole wedding party on the grooms side wore gray chucks. It looked great. The fellas also all wore little boutonnieres made out of tiny silver gears and red hearts (DIY alert).

The bridesmaids were mismatched in two really great retro inspired day dresses. L wore a sear sucker dress with yellow piping. She looked great. J, the brides sister wore a white dress that had a black floral print. Everything had a really fresh and romantic feel to it.

Obviously you gathered that gears were a theme for this wedding. All the table and venue decor was envisioned and executed by P, the groom. He is a great artist and designed their totally adorable invitations that featured little cartoon versions of the couple.

Fashion, fashion, fashion, Blah, blah, blah. . . Can we take a moment and talk about the dessert buffet?!!! J’s sister (the gal wearing the white and black floral dress) can cook/ bake like non other. She bakes so well that she teaches pie crust classes. PIE CRUST! Do you know how hard it is to make great pie crust?

Anyhoo, dessert buffet, amazing. I don’t think I can express with words how great it was.

I ate: pecan pie, strawberry rhubarb pie, berry pie, pineapple upside down cake, coconut cake, pound cake, cherry pie (homegrown cherries), vanilla malt ice cream and watermelon sorbet (from Sweet Action Ice Cream, Denver).

Whew! Don’t worry I danced it all off. Thanks to the awesome friends who DJ’d.

Thanks to the lovely couple for letting me partake in their special day. It was an honor to be present.

Ciao Torrebelle

Justice League of Street Food

Yay! Food, Drinks, Friends, Summer, Night Time Bike Rides! What a great way to spend an evening.

I was really excited about the Vegan Van!

I believe this was called “Cosmic Slop”. It was a vegan version of a pulled pork sandwich. Yum!!!

Not my best fashion moment. Oh well, you win some, you lose some.

totes adorbs. That is all.

the Denver Design Center, home of the French Fry Statue (that’s what I’ve called it since I was little anyways).

Mmmm, french fries.

So, here in Denver there is a magical thing called the Justice League of Street Food. A group of food trucks that work together and throw summer gatherings all over town. There are probably 15 or so trucks, DJ’s and booze tents. This time around they held it at the Denver Design Center. Ever since I was little, I thought the statue was a rendition of a giant stack of french fries. It was perfect weather that night.

I was in a bit of a rush to get there. So I ended up throwing on my grey cotton shorts, an olive green v-neck tee (target) and my favorite pair of metallic sandals. I got them at the salvation army thrift store with the original tags still on them for only $1. It was a great find. I love that they have silver, gold and bronze colored leather, I can wear them with anything. I also wore my rainbow owl pendant.

I currently live super close to the Denver Design Center, so I hopped on my bike and stuffed my self on a vegan sandwich, popcorn, street tacos and sangria. It was great. I ran into quite a few friends and got in some great people watching.

Ciao, Torrebelle

Pridetastic, sort of.

So this weekend was the Denver Pridefest. It was the usual gaudy, sweaty, smiley weekend that it always is. I wasn’t sure if I was even going to stay in town for Pridefest this year. I ended up sticking around and tried to make the best of it. I had grand plans of attending an event each day and night of the weekend, but I fell asleep super early on both Friday and Saturday nights.

A little pride went a long way. My rainbow ribbon got me through the work week.

ready, set, go!

I did make it out on Saturday day. I milled about the festival, checked out all the booths and got myself a new hat (Goorin Bros. Hats, wool felt, can’t wear till fall) and new pair of tube socks.

Shoga was bummed he couldn’t make it out for Pride.

I wore a vintage 1960’s blue mini dress and my new white sandals. I put a red scarf that was my grandmas in my hair and donned my lime green tote from Cirque du solel because it has a rainbow strap. I rode my bike down to the Denver Civic Center Park and then walked up to a bar called Charlies. That is where the Denver Dyke March was starting. I wasn’t sure if I would be a spectator or a participent, but I ran into some ladies from the Womyn’s Circle (a social group that meets on Tues. nights at the Center) and they asked me to march with them. I’m glad they did! It was really fun. There were so many ladies and I was able to get a few good pics. Though, I realized that I am going to have to build up some of my courage if I plan on featuring other fashionable queer ladies on this blog. I did get enough courage to ask the bouncer at Charlies for a shot, baby steps I guess.

Two of the super sweet ladies from Womyn’s Circle who meet at the Center on Tuesday nights when I volunteer. The Dykes on Bikes led the 4th Annual Denver Dyke March.

So many lesbians! We were all milling about waiting to start the March.

I ran into S the receptionist coordinator at the Center. Love her, she’s one of my Mama Bears!

Break time! Another delicious Moscow Mule from Prohibition.

The lovely ladies from Womyn’s Circle, a social group that meets at the Center.

More Dykes on Bikes

waiting ladies.

our fearless march leader!

Just a passer by.

the bouncer at Charlie’s

So dapper.

Marching down Colfax ave.

These two won my most stylish couple award. They don’t know that, but they did.

The next morning was the big Pride Parade. I wore a black halter top (thrifted), a vintage 1950’s barkcloth tiki print skirt, my red vintage belt and my black “walking wedges”.

I met up with my fabulous co-receptionist from the Center and some of his friends. We watched the debauchery parade and then had ourselves a sit down. We did some people watching, but the heat drove us all off. I decided to go home and take a nap before going dancing on Sunday night.

My friend L did my pridetastic manicure. Thanks L!

watching the parade with C, my fantastic co receptionist at the Center.

love this skirt! so tiki.

best walking shoes eveer! by vaneli

I met up with a friend of mine at Climax/Vinyl to dance the night away. They have a really great rooftop patio and that is where we spent most of the evening. I chose to wear my 1970’s tropical pink dress, the earlier mentioned walking wedges and gray flowery head band. I wanted my hair off my neck and a super breezy dress because I knew it would get crazy hot inside of the four story night club.

On the rooftop at Climax/Vinyl. I love me some rooftop patio parties.
Photo taken by Britt Chester of the Westword

Super crowded rooftop madness.

some lovely ladies.
Photo taken by: Emily Driskill for Westword

View of the Rocky Mountains at sunset. Great way to end Pride.

All in all I had a good Pridefest. It was a bit lonely, but I still enjoyed myself. Sort of.