No - I'm not kidding - that is a real group. A group of grown men who dress up as Elvis and ride weed eater engine powered scooters through the streets of New Orleans. Every year, I stay at Hotel LeCirque (which if you are a New Orleanian - you know it's the old YMCA on Lee Circle - more on that later...). This is the third year, so the staff knows I'm "the wife" of "the Elvis". I guess that's good, especially since this year Magda, the hotel manager, was kind enough to include me in a party she was hosting at the hotel. Here's where it gets interesting...
And finally, the long awaited picture of "my Elvis" (he's on the left).
The party was for corporate clients of the hotel. I met maybe 12 people, 10 of which were gay men. How do I know this? No, I'm not stereotyping! Within five minutes of meeting this group, I knew who was with who, who HAD been with who, who hated who, and who was avoiding who. Note to self: If I am ever reborn as a gay man - move to New Orleans and get a job in tourism. I couldn't have been "adopted" by a better group. I laughed all night - especially when I was asked twice if "the girls" were real. Sidenote: In a brief moment of insanity, I had stopped at Forever 21 and bought a leopard print camisole for the festivities. It is Mardi Gras, and I am married to Elvis! Well, when I actually put it on at the hotel, "the girls" were a little more OUT there than I had expected. But I called my sister Ashley, and she convinced me that after a few drinks - aka "Liquid Confidence", I would be fine. Who knew - that's all it took - I was good to go!
Ashley was dying to see the leopard print top, so she told me to have one of my new "friends" take a picture and e-mail it to her. Now even though I knew the most intimate details of their love lives, I didn't feel that we were close enough for picture taking... I tried to take a picture, but I look like I'm in a fun house mirror... It's my gift to you - laugh out loud!!!
I feel compelled to post two pics of the converted YMCA. Luckily I have been to New York a few times, so I am completely comfortable with walking in and hitting my knees on the bed. And I am POSITIVE the bathroom doors are original!
And finally, the long awaited picture of "my Elvis" (he's on the left).
If you are in NOLA, I hope you are having a great Mardi Gras. If you aren't in NOLA, I hope this gives you just a glimpse at the insanity!
2 comments:
Oh yeah, the girls sure were kickin' it!!! Sure sounds like you had one helluva royal good time... hung out with a bunch of queens and then off to bed with "The King".
Angel - I couldn't have summed it up better!
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