H Street has had a rough time lately. From elevated crime concerns to vacancies to bad press at a national level, to extreme competition from other, newer restaurant and nightlife hotspots such as the Wharf and Union Market District. But the one thing remains a constant on H Street and at the festival itself: There is a certain beautiful if chaotic spirit that inhabits what can only be called one of the most DC streets in DC. The joy, the spirit and a certain self-assured nonchalance permeate the festival, which has grown to encompass 3rd to 15th Streets NE. Here are a few favorite photos of today’s festivities by me– enjoy!
Learning how to resuscitate Annie 
Sneezing among the dresses 
Rice paddy hats 
A crowd shot with merch 
Yes on 83 
Lots of fun fashion choices 
Checking out the vendors with dad 
More style 
A super friend 
Belly dancing at the 7th Street Stage 
Mirror reflections 
Shielding herself from the sun 
Do Good 
Near the 12th Street Stage 
Pets 
Portrait near 8th and H 
Soror! 
Karaoke Stage on 10th Street 
Women’s rights and wrongs, with coconut 
More coconut drinkers 
More H Street style 
Kicks 
Sax player at the Atlas Performing Arts Stage 
More H Street Style 
My black job is to vote 
Crystals and copper 
More style 
Great message, great smile 
More H Street Style 
It’s the Fuck Trump guy! 
More H Street style 
A kid perspective 
A new pet 
But I cuss a little 
The longest hopscotch