Formally the event is over.
But the organizers announced that the Pig and Whistle and a few select bars were inviting the pantsless to show up - sans pants and take an afternoon respite.
A dispersal of the us walked down the boulevard. I noted that for some of the female pantless they tailored the outfits so it could pass a nighttime club wear.
After a quick tip and a photo op with a slightly overly enthusiastic Elvis impersonator we slowly headed down to the Pig and Whistle.
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Hollywood and Highland - Highland seems to be an extension of the 101 freeway. A torrent of cars, trucks and SUV’s seem to push down like waterfall right in the middle of the most crowded part of the tourist trap.
A small contingent of the pantsless was on the corner - a tourist passing by asked why? why? - what was the point?
A 19 year old pantsless women, brunette, attractively sender, longish nose and a very cute bottom explained it all. - “I just woke up - I saw the sunrise and .... felt it was right.” - her face reflected the nature of her cosmic empathy.
“And that psychic realization” I piped in “Was reflected in the universe itself - its spread to all of us. You're a person who has revelations that, ..called to us”
She’s a trend setter!
The panted woman walked away. Head slightly shaking.
Later someone said if this was to raise awareness about “Ass Cancer”
Ummm - yaaa ---- Ass Cancer! - Sounds like a early 80’s punk band.
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“You seem to be good at this” my companion said.
“What do you mean?”
“Talking with strangers. Your a natural.”
I shrug “Normally - I am not this way. I dunno - I just seem to get this.”
We hike to the Pig and Whistle - a large contingent of the Pantsless are here. She buys me a beer. We grab a table in the rear.
My social butterfly skills - now working with a sit-down and a beer - are now on overdrive. I get up and start interacting with the various sub-groups. I compliment a guy in a suit for the guts he has running for mayor in his baby blue underwear, I chase away a clumsily drunk tourist from a pantsless woman. I warn some other women not to pay any attention to men with pants - “They could be hiding something or they could lie about - ummm their ... gifts” I say with a sly sarcastic smile. “At least a guy without pants has the guts to be honest.”
The energy level on my end seems to be holding up.
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After a bit I make a check in call in the bathroom “Yes - it went fine - I will be home. I need a break and a snack - I got pics”
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After a bit the scene dissipated. A few people departed and then more left. The sunset and food trucks pulled up on the boulevard, and the pantsless people slowly dispersed.
I was finishing up a conversation with a married nerd girl from the West Valley about significant others and pantless Hollywood romps when my companion stood up and said to me - in a tone of realization ----
“ I am going to talk with strangers - over there” - nodding to the remaining pantsless people.
I smirked - “Go for it.”
I then realize that I have been hogging up the pictures - after a while I jump up and walk over with camera in hand. I see her making fearless small talk with a group of four youngish men.
Enthusiastically I break out my camera and in my best 70’s porn voice I said -
“OK - guys - let’s get around this woman - closer! That’s it!”
I loved the purity of the smile she had.
I need to use that voice more often.
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A trip home on the metro - we find her car after a bit and then with a hug, she drops me off at home. It's still early, a nap then I will be out again.
Life changing event? - Nope. I am too guarded for life changing events now, they tend to be too messy, but I know they are inevitable.
No - this was something even better - a life affirming event that I only need to do once.
With a pout La wants to have done it.
I promise La that next year - I will do some stay at home baby-sitting and give her the digital camera, and paired up with a male companion - tell her “don’t forget to take lots of pictures” during Pantsless Subway Sunday.
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