Fat Tuesday – Hail to Great Weather
Yesterday, around 8:30 in the morning, as folks in other parts of the world got their coffee and went to their desks, I already had on my false eyelashes and friends were stopping by for a Bloody Mary – why? because that’s how we roll here in the Big Sleazy and it was Fat Tuesday after all. Here are neighbors on their way out the door:
Then we called a cab and other friends rode up on their bikes:
Then we waited and waited for the cab:
And finally we made our way to the Marigny to catch friends and fun and St. Ann in front of Mimi’s. Our backstories intact: I was Barbie at 50, a more voluptuous and improved model. T was Malibu Ken, hip, tanned and sporting a do rag. And Jer was age-appropriate Ken, who sensible Barbie left for the younger tanner Ken after she hit a midlife crisis. And Ivette was our angel turned devil, after love turned her head around.
Note the great hat:
