I bought two t-shirts for Papi and I today from Dirty Coast. I actually got some of the rather tamer ones since no one in Dakar would get any of the good ones (actually neither would Papi--it's a New Orleans kinda thing). I got to their website because they were mentioned in the New York Times this week. Of course, it's the weekend before Mardi Gras so New Orleans is doing what it does best: party. I wish we were home, even if it is cold, even if it would be a hassle to drag the baby to the parade routes, even if we were jet-lagged. I wish we could be there.
So, as I was daydreaming about being there and checking out my friend's flickr photos, I came across this wonderful photo. The message may seem funny to most but it is oh-so-New-Orleans-at-her-best. Thanks to Shokufeh for the brilliant idea of capturing it so those of us living far away from home can enjoy the moment too.
1 comment:
I'm glad you like them. Funny float, huh? If it makes you feel any better about missing Mardi Gras this year, the temperature plummeted last night. Right now, windchill in the high 30s. Ooph.
Love to you all!
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