Mardi Gras

Ok, I’m confused…I was pretty sure that Mardi Gras started the week before Lent…or specifically the week before Fat Tuesday. So how come in my March issue of Playboy, (sent out at the begginning of February) they have their pictures from Mardi Gras?..Are these pictures from last year?..If so, why don’t they publish them in the May issue?..Does Playboy have a special time machine that they use to send the pictures back in time to meet the publishing deadline?

Mardi Gras is Fat Tuesday. Mardi=Tuesday Gras=Fat

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I wouldn’t know. I only read the car tests in Playboy.


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Perhaps a more reliable periodical is in order… try Penthouse next time

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I don’t subscribe to Playboy, but here’s some 411 about Mardi Gras.

Mardi Gras means “Fat Tuesday”, which is the day before Ash Wednesday. Ash Wednesday is the start of Lent (Catholics, help me out here) which is a season of sacrifice. The idea is that since you’ll be depriving yourself for the next 40 days, you need to “fatten up” (eat a lot) and consume all the alcohol you can. It’s going to be a long dry spell!

Mardi Gras itself is only one day, like Christmas. The Christmas Eve analog would be Lundi Gras (“Fat Monday”). Parties start, say, around the Thursday or Friday before Mardi Gras.

The “King Cake” is to Mardi Gras as the fruitcake is to Christmas. There is a small toy baby (representing the Baby Jesus) baked in the cake. Traditionally, the person who gets the slice with the baby in it throws the party the following year.

I’ve been to Mardi Gras three times. I stayed with friends who are no longer there. Too bad. I dig it. The Krewe of Cosmic Debris parade is fun. Basically, anyone who wants to can join. You stagger around the Quarter keeping time with the music (it’s a roving jam session, among other things) and stopping at the occaional pub. At some point an entire block ends up turning into a big party and traffic can’t get through.

As for the OP, I think it’s likely they got the pics last year.

Geez! Spend a little time on the phone with the IRS and three people post ahead of me!

Ohh yeah… that’s right it’s next Tuesday!

:::Pulls off her top and struts bare-breasted practicing for the bead throwing:::

I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!

Hate to tell you this, PCW, but the New Orleans police have made it known that they’re gonna arrest people for that this year.

What’s the world coming to?

Do you honestly think being arrested would bother a crackwhore???

I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!

Well, Purp, the NOLA jail at Mardi Gras is but an extension of the festivities-mebbe more so… Bet this year they’ll have more surly women than they’re prepared for. Or mebbe they were just getting bored…

How would I know? That’s another story…

Yeah, Mardi Gras is Fat Tuesday, but there’s also the Mardi Gras “season” or celebration (aka Carnival) which begins on Jan. 6 every year, and ends, of course, on Mardi Gras

They say that every year! :wink:

Playboy, like most other monthly magazines, has to prepare an issue well in advance of release date.

You have to make sure all of your content is locked down, then edit edit edit and get it ready to be printed and shipped up to a month BEFORE the date on the cover.

Check the big breast shot with the Playboy necklace between them.

The medallion reads Mardi Gras 1999.

I just haven’t been the same since that house fell on my sister.

Yeah, but they arrested 51 people this past weekend on Bourbon Street alone. Apparently they are really trying to crack down this year. They are also trying to get bead tossing banned because it poses a safety hazard. Don’t you just hate when everything gets too safe to be fun?

I have a hobby. I have the world’s largest collection of seashells. I keep it scattered on beaches all over the world. Maybe you’ve seen some of it.

Is that only topless women… or does it go for men too. And if it doesn’t, isn’t that a double standard?

:protests by removing her top and waving it at the crowd::

I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!

You talk as if you live there. If so, can I come stay with you next year? :wink:

There are SO many people there, that the odds of being arrested are small. Yeah, it sucks when they try to stop people from having some good clean fun!

I shot two scenes in my friend’s film Zombie! vs. Mardi Gras. Every review I’ve read on the 'net called it one of the worst movies they’d ever seen. Personally, I LMAO every time I see it! But then, it’s aimed at a very specific audience.

I don’t live there (I just read the arrest info) but you can visit anytime! :wink: You can even help my husband with his film!

I have a hobby. I have the world’s largest collection of seashells. I keep it scattered on beaches all over the world. Maybe you’ve seen some of it.

As far as I know, nobody’s getting threatened with arrest here in Lafayette, LA. We have the 2nd biggest Mardi Gras. (If you didn’t know it’s actually celebrated in towns all over Louisiana, and even a couple places in TX if I’m not mistaken)

It’s not quite as wild as the Big Easy, but if you want to come show your tits here, you’re more than welcome!

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You might be advised to hang out in N.O. in the days(and weeks :)) leading up to Mardi Gras, then heading to Lafayette for Lundi & Mardi Gras, when the crowds in N.O. are so dense you can’t even begin to have any fun. We had 400,000 people here last year to N.O.'s 2 million. Space where you can walk without getting knocked down, not to mention REAL Cajun food (N.O. is much more Creole than Cajun) are two big plusses of Fat Tuesday in Lafayette.

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I haven’t been back since I moved away in ‘88, but I belive the Krewes start parading on the night of 6 January. My favorite parades were down Veterans’ Memorial Boulevard in Metairie. The crowds tend to be smaller for the suburban parades, and the band from my high school marched in the Metairie parades. I was in New Orleans with my parents on Fat Tuesday four years in a row. By the fifth year I had become bored with the parade after parade after parade and stayed home.

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