For an evening, the spotlight was all theirs. Though the anticipation spanned years, often beginning at birth, the moment was fleeting – but what a moment it was. Ahead the challenges of the real world awaited them, but for the night, and the days and events that built up to it, there was a chance to reign.
We present here St. Charles Avenue’s inaugural chronicles of Carnival’s courts. They are arranged in reverse chronological order from Mardi Gras to Twelfth Night, as though marching into time.
Somewhere the polished limousines now await next season, but the memories of Carnival past offer their own joy ride. The season has passed; long live the season.
Balls are presented in reverse order by date.