Mardi Gras is always so bittersweet for me, cause as much as I love the holiday, it makes me miss New Orleans something fierce. It's been over a year since I last visited . . . obviously, I need to do something about that!
That's my best friend, Tiffany, and me at our very first Mardi Gras. It was our first year of college and I was only 18 years old! Oh how I wish I were back in New Orleans, with Tiffany, celebrating Mardi Gras today. Instead, I'll be trudging through a long day at work, dreaming of king cake, beads, and zydeco music. Happy Mardi Gras!