Unlike our New Orleanian cousins, we take a fairly low key approach to Mardi Gras at Darlington House. However, this year things got a little out of hand, and even Thomas Jefferson got into the spirit!
I don't know about you, Dear Reader, but what with all of my overindulgences of the last couple of days, weeks, and months, I'm actually rather looking forward to lightening up during Lent this year.
Photograph by Boy Fenwick
Happy Mardi Gras, Mr. Reggie! We decorate our bust of Napoleon much as you have done with Mr. Jefferson! Laissez les bon temps rouler!
ReplyDeleteWasn't Tom a redhead? Perhaps he should have picked a different color string of beads? I'm in need of some lightening up myself.
ReplyDeleteThis made me smile. A lot.
ReplyDeleteThat is a killer photograph!
ReplyDeleteA pretty coral grasps the moral of Houdon, a blithe restoral of Virginia's reddish son.
ReplyDeleteBravo Thomas Jefferson, always so avant garde!
ReplyDeleteDahhling I can see a bit of smirk...
Oh Thomas! Those are bead-dog beads, not meant to be worn. I'm so disappointed.
ReplyDeleteWhy yes, I am a bead snob, why do you ask?
I looooove your blog. So entertaining. Good read. keep on the good work Reggie.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness-
ReplyDeletesuch wacky goings on on at Darlington House!!