I went to New Orleans Tuesday morning, parked in the 7th ward, and in a block or two ran into this. Mardi Gras Indians (or Injuns as they call themselves) are one of the many pieces of culture that make that city so unique. I never tire of looking at these suits. To encounter two Tribes milling about getting ready to march was the perfect start to my Fat Tuesday.

About rolling my eyes at the world

Gulf Coast Summer Loving, 50ish, Unapologetic Yellow Dog Democrat
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