Mardi Gras is Here Motherf*ckers! And You Can't Not Do Mardi Gras!

Mardi Gras rode in on a giant golden cock a la Krewe du Vieux Saturday night. If you were there, depending on your palate, the golden phallus was sweet, bitter, bitter-sweet or sweet-bitter; but there was no denying what it was as it rolled down Royal Street—long, proud, veiny, illuminate—a symbol of fertility, strength, mistakes to come, and more importantly perhaps, of the sheer ridiculousness, bold silliness, and yes, sexiness, that makes Mardi Gras Mardi Gras and not the Macy’s Day Parade or some other family and retail store-friendly Puritanical exhibition of inhibition.

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