Saturday at Hoopla was BEYOND. We’re still busy picking pink glitter out of our matted hair. The queers of London flocked in their hundreds down to Brockwell park for a full day of technicolour extravagance. Glitter cannons, drag queens, celebrity cameos. Mighty Hoopla had it all. One minute you were getting an ear-full of Bananarama under the Big Top, the next you were on all fours burying your face in a bowl of halloumi fries. Then re-energized you were up on a table shaking your caboose along to a performance on the cabaret stage, scouting out the hunks in tank tops and short shorts.
There was some blood, sweat, tears, and lube that went into the Hoopla outfits we were witness to on Saturday. We’re not sure if they did it for the Insta, but on Sunday our feed was one long rainbow smear. Here were some of our favourite pictures of yours:
Red Velvet turned Princess Cake.
Getting lost in gay seaweed.
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Bish, bash, Nash.
Big Bird stopping off for a snack on the way home.
Equality, Bitch.
A lovely bit of rainbow crumpet.
You’ve heard of the Tory Power Stance? Say hello to the drag power stance.
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That sign everyone got a picture with.
You WORK that Spotify playlist, Nicola.
The Angel of Death’s queer brother, the Angel of Killing It.
