(Yet Another) Creepy Clown

I’m not sure why, but clowns are really popular in Mexico.  (And on this blog, too, given how many people seem to search for pictures of clowns on the internet.)  On a Sunday afternoon in Xalapa, Veracruz, this one had attracted quite an audience.  

What would Octavio Paz have to say about Mexico's love of clowns?

What would Octavio Paz have to say about Mexico's love of clowns?

 

México, D.F.

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In Pictures: Cakes at Pastelería Ideal

Pastelería Ideal is a bakery in the centro historico, which I tend to find, often by accident, while wandering through the cobbled streets near the zócalo. It’s also one of my favorite places to go for pastries and little baked goods, as well as to ogle at the sheer size of the place (see more in this past post). Last week, I took a trip to the less chaotic second floor, which houses a maze of cakes for weddings and birthdays. In a strange sense, the collection of cakes, itself, is a museum of art bizarre, with bright colors, sugar-coated caricatures, and towering monuments to the art of trying to impress one’s friends.

This clown must know what's coming...

This clown must know what's coming...

México, D.F.

Send in the Clowns

Last week, on my way about town, I saw an inordinate number of clowns.  There were several on the metro, a couple on the street, one hailing a cab, one going shopping at Parque Delta, and then three more at Mercado Merced….  I’m not sure what was going on; perhaps it was just a series of coincidences.

"Clowning around"(?) at Mercado Merced

"Clowning around"(?) at Mercado Merced

Some people like clowns, though I’ve always found them to be a bit, well, creepy.  That said, clowns in Mexico are a bit different than those up in the States.  It may be that they use different makeup, it may be that so many are women, or even just the lack of uber-creepy hobo clowns.  For whatever reason, they seem to be much more popular here, at parties, at hospitals, and, perhaps as a result, I don’t find them to be as creepy as I once did.  Hmmm, maybe there is something in the water.

 

México, D.F.