In New Orleans, putting on a mask is never just about hiding your face. It’s about transformation. Liberation. Celebration. It’s tradition. From the satin-cloaked mystery of Mardi Gras krewes to the ghoulish glamour of Halloween revelers, the Crescent City has a centuries-old love affair with dressing up—and dressing out. Here, costumes aren’t costumes—they’re identities with sequins.

In most places, Halloween fashion means raiding a party store for a one-size-fits-no-one pirate costume. But in New Orleans? Halloween is haute couture for the haunted. From velvet capes and bone jewelry to fog-machine-ready flair, New Orleans is the place to shop for your perfect Krewe of BOO! parade or Zombie Run ensemble. Whether you’re aiming for spooky glam, undead chic, or swamp witch realness, this city has the threads to make your Halloween look deadly stylish.

When it comes to the Krewe of BOO!, there’s only one rule for dressing up: go big or go invisible. This is New Orleans, darling—we don’t do subtle, especially during Halloween. From terrifying terrors to tongue-in-cheek tributes, your costume is your ticket to join the spooky spectacle. Whether you're marching, throwing beads, or howling from the sidelines with a to-go cup in hand, here are some costume ideas to help you haunt the streets in style.

In New Orleans, Halloween isn’t just a holiday—it’s a lifestyle. And what’s a spooky soirée without a signature cocktail to match? Whether you’re a ghost on the go, a vampire with a flair for drama, or a witch with a wicked sense of taste, Krewe of BOO! has brewed up the perfect potion to keep your spirits high and your cauldron bubbling. Let’s mix up some Crescent City magic with a few cocktail ideas inspired by the costumes, characters, and chaos of the Krewe of BOO! parade

In most cities, ghosts are something you try to avoid. In New Orleans? We throw them a parade, name cocktails after them, and invite them to brunch. The Crescent City doesn’t just tolerate the dead—we adore them. We build above-ground cemeteries like marble cities for the dearly departed, we honor voodoo queens with candlelit altars, and we clink glasses to the other side with drinks that could wake the dead (looking at you, Corpse Reviver No. 2).

So you’ve just survived the Krewe of BOO! Parade—you caught a flying plush skull, danced with a stilt-walking werewolf, and now you’re glowing from all the glitter, fog, and haunted brass band beats. You think the night’s over? Boo, please. The real party is just getting started. Welcome to the Monster Mash—New Orleans' official Krewe of BOO! after-party, where ghosts don’t rest, ghouls get down, and mortals become monsters on the dance floor.

So you survived the Krewe of BOO!—you’ve caught your haunted plushies, dodged a flying eyeball, and danced in the streets with skeletons on stilts. What now? You go straight to the Monster Mash. This isn’t just any after-party. The Monster Mash is where the night truly comes alive. It's New Orleans’ Halloween heartbeat—a full-throttle, costumed, cocktail-fueled bash where the spooky, the sparkly, and the just-plain-strange come to get down.

Before the floats roll and the fog machines fire up, before skeletons dance down Decatur and vampires toast to the full moon, there’s only one thing on New Orleans’ Halloween weekend agenda: Run for your life. Literally. Welcome to the New Orleans Zombie Run—a 2-mile, blood-spattered sprint through the heart of downtown, where participants either flee in terror or stagger with dead-eyed determination. It’s cardio meets chaos, and it kicks off Krewe of BOO! weekend with a shri

Before the floats roll, before the brass bands blast, and before the cocktail-fueled conga lines take over the French Quarter—there’s the shuffle. The groan. The blood-spattered sneakers pounding the pavement in undead unison. We’re talking about the New Orleans Zombie Run—the gory, glorious, adrenaline-fueled tradition that kicks off Halloween weekend like only this city can.