So many of my recent profiles have been of guys from New Orleans that it seemed apropos to post a photo collection. I've been three times, once for spring break, once for a conference at Tulane University, and once for Halloween, so I've actually met two or three of these guys. I'm not saying which.
The Halloween visit was my favorite.
This dude is actually from Donaldsonville, about 60 miles west. Close enough.
I'm interested in the Afro-Caribbean religions, the religions that enslaved West Africans brought with them and kept hidden under their forced Christian practices. When they were forced into Roman Catholicism, as in New Orleans and Haiti, they found a lot of statues of saints that could be used for venerating their orishas. The result was what we now call voodoo.
But avoid the tourist-trap voodoo shops.
A cute naked guy, lapsed Pentecostal.
An actor, mostly in local theater, not nearly as big has his photo suggests.
More after the break. Caution: explicit.
About 3% of the population of Louisiana, speaks French or a creole dialect at home, but mostly in the western part of the state, nowhere near New Orleans. It's 23% in St. Martinville, about 2 1/2 hours west.
I only met one guy in New Orleans who spoke French as his first language, and he was from Montreal.
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Redneck with a nice dick
The Fabourg Marigny was one of the oldest gay bookstores in the U.S., opening in 1978. It's closed now, but you can go to Tubby & Coos.
There are more gay saunas than in any other city in North America, and the male stripper clubs are still booming.
Eating healthy on Halloween night.
Just before trick-or-treating
A Mayan codex on display at Tulane University.
See also: James and Kelton Dumont: Father-son actors and their hunky costars and hung heartthrobs
Ian Winningkoff: From "Sulpher Springs" to "Grease"
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