Last night I went to a Mardi Gras party. I have heard lots about Mardi Grass, but I never really went to an actual Mardi Gras party. Well, I did last night. Boy did I ever. My understanding of Mardi Gras is the following.
Boys wear Beads and girls try to get those beads. They can’t just steal them, but have to actually perform some kind of service in return. This service can range from a kiss on the cheek to just about anything.
For girls in Seattle this Mardi Gras tradition is really a big deal. It’s one of those traditions that get picked up in college and have to be set aside once you enter the professional life. Consequently, most of the girls at the party were college girls all pursuing an eager hunt for the beads around our necks.
Once I was wearing as many as six beads at a time, yet I came of home with none. I am glad that I was able to contribute to the Mardi Gras tradition, as the preservation and continuation of cultural events lies very close to my heart.