Highland Mardi Gras Parade: The Best Parade Because We Make It That Way

The Highland Mardi Gras Parade rolled through the streets today, proving once again why it’s the absolute best in the Ark-La-Tex (and possibly the universe). Sure, bigger parades might have giant floats and corporate sponsors, but Highland has something even better—us. The local community brings the magic, and that’s why this parade is a can’t-miss event every single year.

Beads? Sure. Hot Dogs? Absolutely.

If you’ve never been to the Highland Parade, first of all, where have you been? Secondly, let’s talk about what sets it apart. Unlike other Mardi Gras parades, where beads are the only things flying through the air, Highland takes it up a notch. You want a MoonPie? Catch! Need some ramen noodles for dinner later? Boom! Someone just tossed you a pack. And if you’re really lucky, you’ll snag one of the most coveted throws of all—hot dogs. Yes, hot dogs. Highland doesn’t just want you to go home with souvenirs; it wants you to go home fed.

The People Make the Party

The best part of Highland isn’t just the throws—it’s the people. Neighborhood families set up their lawn chairs early, friends reconnect along the parade route, and local businesses open their doors to keep the party going. Homeowners along the route don’t just watch; they host. It’s like an extended block party, where the entire city is invited. Kids run around with their arms outstretched, dogs are dressed in festive outfits, and at least one person is riding a bicycle decorated like a float.

Highland: Where You Are the Parade

Perhaps the most special thing about the Highland Mardi Gras Parade is that it feels like everyone is part of the show. You’re not just a spectator; you’re in it. Whether you’re catching beads, dancing in the street, or just high-fiving someone in a chicken costume (it happens), you’re part of the magic.

So, let’s all agree—Highland is the best Mardi Gras parade. Not because it’s the biggest, but because it’s the most us. And if you didn’t make it this year, don’t worry. There’s always next year… and you better come hungry.