I waited 15 years to see Hunky Jesus-and yes, he delivered
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I waited 15 years to see Hunky Jesus-and yes, he delivered
"I am not a joiner despite some evidence to the contrary. I often look like a drag queen dressed me with a grudge and unlimited rhinestones. But my ideal Friday night involves hand-stitching beads and rewatching Gilmore Girls for the 47th time, and I've been sober for more than six years. Crowds like this one do not interest me, even though I was once labeled the "bad circuit party guy" -"
"Hunky Jesus - as it turns out - was just what I needed. Here is a crowd that will hand you sunscreen, fix your lash, and call you gorgeous in the same breath. They came to serve lewks and affirm life, and maybe scream a little for Sexy Satan. And scream we did, just as much for some amazing DIY couture as for trans rights. What should have been a goofy day in the sun ended up feeling a lot more sacred; here was queer chuch, a protest, and fashion week all rolled into one."
Queer people face increasing legal and political attacks, including anti-trans bills, gender-rights policing, and bans on Pride. Rather than retreating, community members gathered in celebratory defiance at Hunky Jesus, emphasizing DIY couture, mutual care, and visibility. Attendees offered practical support like sunscreen and lash fixes while affirming one another and centering trans rights. The event combined elements of protest, worshipful communal space, and fashion spectacle, providing an unsponsored, grassroots example of Pride as resistance. Returning hosts and community figures appeared, reinforcing solidarity and the event's role as both joyful performance and political affirmation.
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