I love New Orleans.  I haven’t been in a very long time, but I am proud to say that I have experienced the exciting chaos of Mardi Gras.  It was wild, it was epic, it was full of debauchery, it was one of the greatest experiences of my life and there is no way I would talk about it here because both my mother and my grandmother read this blog.  So instead, I’ll just post these Karen Elson photos from April 2008 in W magazine.  Red-headed, carefree, southern loungin’ and lovin’, bedecked in French Quarter vintage duds.  She does the south proud, agree?