Sharing my outfit from Pride! To be honest, it felt like a pretty weird Pride this year. There seemed to be way fewer people than in past years, and I’m wondering how much of that had to do with the World Cup.

Usually, we always end up right in the Zócalo, but this time our usual route got cut short because of the FIFA Fan Fest setup. It definitely disrupted the usual energy.

But all in all, it was still a great day. Most importantly, it was my very first Pride since coming out of the closet, and my mom actually accompanied me! 🥰 That made the whole experience incredibly special, no matter how chaotic the city was.