This coming Tuesday is Fat Tuesday. The culmination of the Mardi Gras celebration. You know good and well that After Dark loves a theme and there is no more fitting theme for After Dark than Mardi Gras. Beads, booze, boobs, gluttony, glutes and gorgeous people! Speaking of….do you all remember the time that the After Dark crew road tripped to New Orleans to take place in all of the debaucherous mayhem? Oh, you don’t? Ha! Neither do they. They had such a wild weekend that most of it only exists as small hazy glimpses. Lucky for everyone, I have a mind like a steel trap and the few photos that exist from the trip!
Every sweet road trip needs a sweet ride!
Meegan had the fantastic idea of taking the whole After Dark crew down to New Orleans as a team building exercise. It seemed like the perfect idea. Party down, build morale and write off the entire trip as a business expense! The crew gathered at After Dark on the Friday before Fat Tuesday and embarked on what would turn out to be one of the most epic road trips ever!
The trip down to NOLA was fairly uneventful. There were your typical road trip shenanigans. The screaming of “SHOT GUN!” at every stop. The eating of mass amounts of gas station junk food that inevitably lead to the need for a LOT of bathroom breaks. The singing of “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall”, much to nearly every passenger’s dismay. The obligatory getting lost in the middle of no where and swearing that you heard someone playing a banjo at the creepy cabin where you stopped to ask for directions. You know, the usual.
Finally, the group arrived, road weary, already a little sick of one another, and ready to have the time of their lives! After settling in to the motel that can best be described as one step up from being homeless and giving themselves a good power-fluff, the crew hit the town. Almost immediately Dark went missing. One minute he was doing a body shot off of a barely half clothed octogenarian and the next minute he was gone. Everyone figured he had hooked up or passed out, but they were not worried and since he had a few days to be found they partied on.
The weekend carried on as planned. Team building exercises such as “Trust Shots” (where each team member puts their faith into the one taking the trip to the bar to order a round of shots) and physically building a human pyramid with the team were exercised throughout the weekend. At some point during round 10 of Truth Shots, Portia announced in a rather slurred voice that she was heading to bed. I believe her exact words were “I’ms out! Deushes biches!” Given the condition of the rest of the team still standing, no one had the insight to check her room when they returned to the motel and no one saw her again until Fat Tuesday.
Speaking of…..Fat Tuesday arrived and the After Dark crew that was still able to be located was ready for parades, beads and more drinks! The madness started at 8am and carried on from there. Imagine the surprise on everyone’s face when during the 2nd parade who should Shanny flash for beads but Dark! There he was riding high on a float and playing booby ring toss!
The rest of the day and night was a fuzzy blur, even for this bloggess with the memory of steel! Thank goodness LG texted me the pictures she had taken in her phone before she shattered it while diving over Meegan to grab some sweet beads that Meeg’s had barely even shown a nip for. Those few precious pictures will tell the rest of the story.
Shanny and LG showing the goods!
Knowing that flashing my boobs would mean having to sit my drink down I opted for the topless approach.
Meegan completely unwilling to put her drink down, but still getting those beads!
As Fat Tuesday was drawing to a close, everyone started to worry about Portia. She had not been seen since she stumbled out of the bar and towards the motel a few nights earlier. The group was drunkenly meandering through the streets, trying to find their friend and remember where the heck the motel was when they came across a crowd that had gathered to watch a couple dance. And who should be half of that couple? Portia freaking Red!
Scantily clad and shaking what her momma gave her, Portia and the still unnamed man!
And thus concludes the sordid tale of when After Dark hit Mardi Gras like a boss. I say sordid because I left the best bits out as they are not exactly safe for the blog and the statute of limitations on some of the things that went done might not be up!
Join us this Tuesday for a celebration of Mardi Gras at After Dark. Unlike New Orleans, you need to cover your bits and pieces for our party but we will still have an amazing time!