Love me or Sleeve me or let me be lonely

Saturday afternoon Mali got us (Shilpa, PeeDee, Skot Land, Amy Day et alia) all together again for a great afternoon of Sleevefacing in Dolores Park. We all brought bags of random costumes, clothes and props. Mali had his professional photography gear, as well as white and black backdrops with frame. We have pretty much outdone the originators.

The day was hilarious, and the expressions/comments from passers-by were pretty awesome too. (Except for that guy who would not accept that our piles of vinyl and props were not for sale.) The set is on Flickr, but these are my jazz-hands down favorites:

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This one with Jeff and Brian was pretty genius, especially with the sweat rolling down Johnny's face:


I took a couple of "making of" shots with my iPhone. Barb shared some of hers too, which I think really illustrate the fun of all of this.


It's the Thighmaster that really makes that shot, don't you think?

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By the way, I continue to meet people who don't get this, and can't grasp why we "wasted" our time doing this. Clearly, I think it's hilarious.


And much fun.