
Love them or hate them — the Mummers are a part of the (sequined) fabric of Philadelphia. Growing up I remember watching the Mummers year after year on TV and being quite dazzled by the costumes and performances and this was the first year I’ve actually seen the parade in person. Yes, a large portion of the parade is more a drunken Mardi Gras a few months early, however it really is a triumph of creativity for many people, who may otherwise be considered not the most creative people. These are everyday guys (and some gals) ; blue-collar and white-collar workers, who take the greatest pride in putting together this storied spectacle to ring in the first day of the year. So in context, the quality of performance, the costumes and sets are astounding examples of local theatre and pure Americana at its best.
Here are a few shots from Broad street for your viewing pleasure.









