The Southern Expat Communique: New York observations of a displaced belle

New Orleans = uh-mazing wedding photos xoxo

Hey everyone,

So, it looks like Pitt and I have survived our first 2 weeks of marriage. YAY! We wanted to share our wedding photos with you. Check em out, cherish them, order them, love them.

Love us!


St. Pat’s in NYC? I’m with Eamon!

Happy St. Patrick’s Day, everyone!  I hope all of you in NYC are outside enjoying this glorious day. I am not. Work calls, I answer.

On a day like this, I normally would find a reason to dodge work and skip across the park to see the miles of kilted men playing their bagpipes and such. SIDE NOTE: Although, I will say that NYC should head down to New Orleans and take a lesson on how to throw a real parade. No floats in your parades (except for the Macy’s parade on Thanksgiving), really?! REALLY?

Instead, today, I’ve decided to boycott the 250th year of the St. Patrick’s Day parade in New York. I’m tired of the anti-gay position of the Ancient Order of Hibernians and the City’s enforcing it, and frankly, the position doesn’t square up with what I know of the Irish. Here’s a snip-it from Irish Foreign Minister Eamon Gilmore who has the right idea. Thanks, Eamon! I’ve seen Irishmen sillier than a soup sandwich marching in parades on the Emerald Island. Get up to speed, NYC!

Here is a link to an article with ideas on how to change the course of this parade rather than just pouting about the status quo. Believe me, I’ll be penning some letters in pink ink this eve.

And, just so you know, I understand the Free Assembly clause of the First Amendment. I went to law school. I’ve heard of the Supreme Court, and I’ve read National Socialist Party of America v. Skokie. I understand decisions of private groups and their speech is oft-times protected even if offensive. Blah, blah, blah. But, c’mon NYC, what is gayer than a friggin’ parade?