This week, as Sweet Husband and I head to New Orleans to celebrate our second anniversary, I have the final installment of my 2014 Mardi Gras photos. I’m hoping that it won’t take me two months to get all of my photos from this coming weekend up, but you never know 😉
This last batch of photos is all about the people and things that interested me, mainly in the Endymion parade. Endymion is one of the “super krewes” because it has an inordinate number of floats and riders. Because the parade rolls at night, the floats are not only intricate in their detailing but most of them are covered in lights and some special effects. Endymion also usually has a celebrity grand marshal. This year it was Norman Reedus and Ian Somerhalder.
I have to say, though, that Endymion isn’t really my favorite parade, despite all of the hype surrounding it. There’s something about the riders on the float that feel a little mean-spirited. Perhaps because they’ve been on the floats and waiting to ride all day, drinking for much if not all of that time. It’s the riders in Endymion who are the ones who are pushing the limits and asking you to “show me something”. We never seem to get very good throws from Endymion because to be honest, I’m way past the point of needing to bare my breasts to get some cheap plastic trinkets.
But there are still plenty of beautiful things to photograph during Endymion. Or at least there were before I decided to put the camera away and just enjoy the parade.
As Endymion begins to roll, the heralds of the parade are the riders on horseback. The gentlemen are adorned and masked (a theme in Endymion) and the horses are similarly decorated. Each rider and horse has a handler that accompanies him.
One of the things that I love about the night parades are the flambeaux. I’m not sure exactly what fascinates me so much about them. Perhaps it’s the long tradition? There is something thrilling and exciting about the flambeaux. This year the show wasn’t the greatest, even though they were stopped in front of us for quite awhile. There was a rather effeminate gentleman wearing a pair of pink panties over his panties that was all about some twerking and grinding on his torch. I’m not sure, though, that his antics netted him very much. I tried to take a few pictures of him, but none of them turned out very well. I think, although I am not sure, that I saw a few female flambeaux, but we did not see the all female flambeaux troupe.
While almost all of the royalty in New Orleans Mardi Gras parades are something to see, in Endymion, they are over-the-top incredible. I cannot imagine how heavy those dresses must be. Or how necks and backs must ache from wearing the headdresses. In the big krewes, you will see the maids, along with the queen literally chained in place. Sometimes the chain is around their waist; other times it is affixed almost like a hoist. Definitely some very strange symbolism at work there, don’t you think?
And then there are the floats themselves. Electric and amazing.