"NO KINGS" Protests Hit In Rehoboth

By Blaine T. Garnish | Fashion & Feelings Editor | BoardWalk Barker

Darling, let’s be clear — no one came to the “No Kings” protest to overthrow anything. They came to serve.  Proving Antifa doesn't have to mean Anti-Fashion.

The protest officially began as a statement against hierarchy or something — I didn’t read the flyer — but within minutes, Route 1 had transformed into a catwalk of defiance, sequins, and SPF 50. Honestly, I haven’t seen this many statement caftans in one place since the Rehoboth CVS after Pride.

The look of the day was opulent insurrection.

One visionary paired a “Down With Monarchs” tank top with a vintage tiara and combat boots that screamed “revolution, but make it brunch.”

Another icon strutted past the outlets in full Elizabethan drag, holding a protest sign that read “Abolish the Throne, Keep the Cushion.”

I personally witnessed a man in gold lamé board shorts shouting “No Kings!” while holding a mimosa. Goosebumps.

Even the local dogs were serving looks — at least two Labradoodles in rainbow bandanas, both giving body, both giving ally.

Now, not everyone understood the assignment. There were some flip-flops that should’ve been left at home, and a surprising amount of linen considering the humidity. But fashion, like democracy, is about participation.

> “I just threw this on,” said a marcher in a hand-beaded bodysuit that easily cost more than my car. “I didn’t want to make it about me.”
Spoiler: it was about her, and we thank her for it.


By noon, the crowd shimmered like a sequin factory in a heat wave. There was chanting, cheering, and what I can only describe as a spontaneous interpretive dance to “Queen of Hearts.” I teared up — partly from emotion, mostly from someone’s glitter sunscreen.

Police described the protest as “peaceful, stylish, and very well-coordinated.” Traffic briefly stalled near Tanger Outlets as one participant’s feather boa became entangled in a bike rack — a small price to pay for freedom and fabulousness.

As the sun set, one protester summed up the mood perfectly while reapplying lip gloss:

> “No kings, honey. But plenty of crowns.”