This is a really great chubby horsie balloon in the foreground, and a beauty pageant in the background.
There were a ton of people in traditional dress. It is all tinkling silver, Neon colors, and intricate embroidery.
I went with Becki and she reminded me that part of why people are unfamiliar with the Hmong community is because they don't open restaurants like their other Asian cousins. I wish they would. We ate whole chickens, amazing sausage with chunks of ginger and herbs, purple sticky rice and fried plantains.
These girls are involved in a ball tossing/courting situation. The footwear was kind of funny. There were a lot of traditional garb with stripper platforms.
The movies and music for sale were pretty intense. There was a pathway through the booths that was seriously psychedelic. Each booth was BLASTING music. It was so deafening and the noises were so complicated that I stopped walking and closed my eyes. It was transportive. Becki said she screamed and no one could hear her. So loud.
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