My wife and I decided to celebrate my birthday a week early this weekend. Our destination? Nawlins! We drive into the Big Easy and guys and gals are dressed in Red Skirts! Ok, I've seen more fellas in red dresses today than in my lifetime!

Hold on! Found out why....

It's the New Orleans Hash Horse Harrier's Red Dress Run. Get this... It's a Big Easy drinking group with a "running problem."

It's known as the world's sweatiest sartorial-mind foot race.

By the next day, it was like the red dress supporters had dropped off the face of the Earth! Oh, no complaints here!