Showing posts with label Mardi Gras. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mardi Gras. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Sarabeth: Mardi Gras 7

It's not Mardi Gras unless you're wearing a costume. We made ours out of duct tape. Yep, even my husband's jacket.
Posted by Picasa

Sarabeth: Mardi Gras 6

Our friend took this one on Sunday. I love the colors.
Posted by Picasa

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Sarabeth: Mardi Gras 5


I forgot the name of the group that this swamp thing paraded with, but the costume is striking. I did enhance the color a bit.
Posted by Picasa

Friday, March 4, 2011

Sarabeth: Mardi Gras 4


The NOPD has a mounted division. These men and women must have been hungry after the two parades on family Sunday last week. All the horses were hitched to the KFC fence.
Posted by Picasa

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Sarabeth: Mardi Gras 3

A lady across the street from where we watch parades made signs out of beads for this year's parades. She flashed this to the marching bands and dancing groups.
Posted by Picasa

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Sarabeth: Mardi Gras 2

Krewe of Orpheus Leviathan with my husband and middle kid.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Sarabeth: Mardi Gras 1


Mardi Gras is upon us. This is the Land of Hades float that we got to see at the Krewe of Orpheus open house.
Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Sarabeth's 108th


Happy Mardi Gras, y'all! Yep, the girls are wearing our costumes from the night before.
Posted by Picasa

Sarabeth's 107th


On Lundi Gras, my husband and I rode on a float in the Krewe of Orpheus. We began the parade at 6pm. We got off the float at the after party at 12:30am on Mardi Gras. Can you tell how tired we were?
Posted by Picasa

Sarabeth's 106th


Inside the museum, the bathrooms were disguised as port-o-lets. These are nearly as synonymous with Carnival as are beads and parades.
Posted by Picasa

Sarabeth's 105th


I couldn't get enough of the costumes on display that have been part of past Carnival's. This was a maid's dress from the 1950's, where all the maids and lieutenants were different types of candy. This was for cotton candyand used to have a scent like the confection.
Posted by Picasa

Sarabeth's 104th

A costume used for the king of Bacchus in 1990.
Posted by Picasa

Sarabeth's 103rd

Another costume on display.
Posted by Picasa

Sarabeth's 102nd


A costume on display at the Presbetyre, a Louisiana State Museum.
Posted by Picasa

Sarabeth's 101st


Our good friend, who works at a specialty cupcake shop, visited for Mardi Gras. She brought special cupcakes for us. Those masks are made of fondant.
Posted by Picasa

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Sarabeth's 99th


The whole family marched in the Krewe of Barkus parade today. Barkus is a walking parade through the French Quarter that involves dogs dressed like tailgaiters. We all wore some version of black and gold in honor of the Saints in the Superbowl.
Posted by Picasa

Sarabeth's 98th


One of the bands in Saturday's parade through Uptown New Orleans.
Posted by Picasa

Sarabeth's 94th


I learned to make my own king cake, a confection eaten only from the Epiphany to Mardi Gras.
Posted by Picasa

Monday, February 1, 2010

Sarabeth's 93rd

I didn't get any photos taken today. I could shoot a group of bags from our costume shopping today. The dogs and family are parading in Krewe of Barkus (all money made goes to a non-profit animal rescue group or two), and we shopped for that today.

Instead, here is my husband in his drag gear from yesterday's parade in honor of Buddy D. Notice the bottle of rum.
Posted by Picasa

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Sarabeth's 92nd

Today, New Orleans held a pep rally, which is the best way to describe what happened today. Years ago, a sports announcer, Buddy Deliberto, said he would put on a dress and parade around the city if the Saints ever made it to the Superbowl. Buddy died in 2006. His son and former Saints quarterback and current sportscaster Bobby Hebert decided that they would do what Buddy would have done. So, they did just that today with huge amount of men dressing in drag--including my husband. No, that guy in the photo isn't my husband; he just happened to be one of the good photos I got as we watched the parade in the French Quarter.