Become a Technicolor Dream (For Holi)

I've been in New York for two months, and I've celebrated St.Patrick's Day with a black gangster leprechaun, marched down 6th Ave to the beat of the bagpipes for Tartan Day, and drank enough cut price tequila to turn someone blind for Cinco De Mayo. Needless to say, these Yanks bloody love an excuse to get involved. Culture vultures. 

This weekend, it was Holi time; the Indian spring festival to celebrate love, colours and frolic. And y'all know how I love frolic. 

So right in the middle of Uptown New York, (Hammarksjold Plaza, to be precise) this technicolor extravaganza took place, with strangers of every age and ethnicity wishing you 'Happy Holi' before chucking paint powder directly in your face.

Paint does not taste so good.

Obligatory before and after: Go hard or go home

The NYC Bhangra Dance Company performed traditional Indian dances on stage. And because this is America, the land of the free and awesome, everyone busted out their inner Bollywood. Every now and then a bus load of tourists would go past and the whole crowd would cheer, throwing handfuls of colour into the sky. Who needs dollar bills when you've got purple rain?

I <3 NY