I was scared to get excited and accept it, due to my miscarriage, last year.
But I made 5 months yesterday and baby Jazz has been moving around strong since I made 4.
I can’t wait to meet him.
I’m from New Orleans, New Orleans.
Not the Algiers/the rest of the Westbank, not Chalmette, not Metairie/Kenner...not any of the outskirts.
Bitch, I’m from New Orleans.
& it’s from South Africa, made with berries and dark chocolate!
Y’all can support Second Vine Wine, a black owned winery in New Orleans, they carry it!
Put black women in your comedy skits instead of putting the wigs on telling us how we act.
Lmao.
We know.
We do it....but some of y’all just embarrass us.
To me, it’s getting old and unoriginal. Ya not funny, b.
This is my grandfather’s suit!
Big Chief Alfred Doucette.
To honor Marie La Veau
All of the suits are handmade, like this one, created with my grandfather’s hands....
My hands..
my sisters’...
Most of these beautiful costumes are hand made by the Mardi Gras Indians themselves! All of that patchwork 😍
3 main pieces: a crown, a dickie + an apron. The crown is the headdress, the dickie is the portion that covers the chest + the apron covers the waist to the ankle
Errrrbody won’t be your cup of tea and we also have to realize, you can’t mix water and oil.
Could be a smooth exchange but no matter what, it won’t mix.
Enjoy this picture of my grandfather Alfred Doucette and my Uncle Sterling sitting in their night club
“The Night Cap”
1700 Louisiana Ave
(Darryl, the bartender)