Red Dress Hash...

It was cute that Brett was so excited about shopping for his first Red Dress Hash that he didn’t mind Veronica sending me photos from the dressing room. 

Our first stop was the market across the street from our hotel.

After some confusion why a man was looking for a dress, Jimmy and I found matching velvet princess dresses which we hope to wear to a future hash weekend. 

We definitely looked out of place at the market.

The hash started along the Seine River just down the street from the Austerlitz train station. 

It was great to see Moist Incest confidently wearing his new used dress (just ignore his tacky black leggings). 

We were very proud hash parents knowing that our hash horror and her boyfriend would be running around the streets of Paris in red dresses with us. 

Here’s the entire fashionable group at the start. 

Opee was sad to have to give up his lovely Eiffel Tower dildo, but it was someone else’s turn to run with it.