Mardi Poo

So this is the first year in four years that I will not be in Burlington for Mardi Gras OR St. Patrick's Day. Honestly, it's probably a good thing. The drinking levels will be dangerously high, obviously, and the cops on the prowl.
The past couple of years Mardi Gras has been a shit show, to say the least. Although I would love to be there sober and document the night sufficiently and remember all the stupid things my friends do, I can not make it.

I'd like to take a moment and remember my Mardi Gras and St. Patrick's Day of the past:


Welp, last year for Mardi Gras I was working in cupcake land so we only have one pic:

However, Last years St. Patty's Day was well documented:

Simply angry.

3 amigos

The Babies.

Just some of my family.

Mardi Gras Sophmore year was a litttlee cray cray:

We caused some trouble.

 In awe of the parade +Austin Garrett 

O yes. WE DID SOME JAMMING OUT

And of course then there was 2011 St. Patty's Day. 

Basically we got to KBlum and Princess Jessica's andddd got to drunk to leave:

 

I love her. 

My first Mardi Gras experience was just that, an experience.  

 

 

Since freshman year baby. 

And finally, 2010 St Patty's was at Colchester, of course. It was a night of brown, for beer, and green.

 The Irish princess. 

Babies.

LIVE FREE OR DIE

I hope this gets whoever you are excited about the upcoming holidays and makes you dwell on the festivities of the past. I love of these moments and the people I've gotten to share these days with. 

#groundedbyglitter