I'm not sure what it says about me, but my most memorable Easters are about goose eggs and fabulous friends in extraordinary Easter Bonnets. Friendships do not take a linear path. The fun thing for me about these photos is the constant reminder of these wonderful friends in my life...still. Although some have passed on, I'm still in touch with Sam and Jeff through the wonders of Facebook. And Steward and Eric, if you've been paying attention you know the rest of that story.
There's nothing like hanging out on a balconoy over looking Frenchmen street on a beautiful sunshiny day, brunching, mimosa-ing, AND being the only woman in the bunch.
Oh, I was "hatted", but just not with the same gorgeousness and flair as all the rest.
I think you'd agree that my wimpy little lace bow (while beautiful) could not begin to compete with the rest of these "in the spirit of the season" beautiful bonnets!
We do know how to do fun in New Orleans, no matter what the season.
It was the early 90's here.
Even though I rush to think of this as "the good old days," so many important things happened between then and now that I don't risk it. Instead...I'll wallow in the wonder of making magical memories with my fabulous friends who have and who continue to grace my life! There are many!
Happy Happy Easter to all!