It’s a sad day in Austin, TX with the news of local eccentric, Leslie Cochran announces his move to Colorado.
The streets will be a miss of his leopard print thongs, high heels and tiara adorned head. My favorite Leslie memory comes from the time I was working in a building on South Congress and 6th street. Like clockwork, Leslie would appear, in his normal scantily clad attire. He would stand on the corner, by the bus stop In front of the Starbucks and pretend to drop his keys. Every so slowly, to tease the traffic, he would bend down, ass facing the on coming traffic and gingerly pick up his “keys” only to drop them again. I would watch him, laughing- grateful I was not in my car watching his ass. Needless to say, he has endured himself in my heart forever.
What are some of your favorite Leslie memories?
One thing i know for sure… Austin will never be the same.