Krewe du Vieux tradition dictates that each Subkrewe’s creative director pays tribute to the year’s Royalty with a gift and often mutually embarrassing presentation at our annual pre-parade Captain’s Dinner, which I’ve had the honor of attending for the past 2 years. Held 3 days before we roll, it forces a pause in the last-minute chaos.
In that spirit, I use the Tribute as an opportunity to unwind from the tornado in my sewing studio. An afternoon of watercolor is a pretty good antidote. Our friend at Uptown Frames hooks us up and LEWD rolls in with a classy gift and a raunchy joke.
Since this year’s King is a respected member of the loTcal intelligentsia we compromised on the lewdity of our interpretation of the Krewe du Vieux Goofy Guy (our float was a little more explicit). But Richard better have it hanging proudly in his office or else I’m gonna have to draw penises all over his chalkboards. All Hail!