Last weekend I dressed in my summer’s best to do what I do best: judge. For the past few years, the Harriman Cup has been the marker for the “last chapter of summer” – a final chance to wear one’s seersucker jacket and/or obnoxiously colored pair of pants before permanently retiring them to the back of the closet.
Brooks, Lilly, and Ralph were all represented in mass as small crowds of people poured into the park. Women came in their patterned summer dresses with large, floppy hats as their dates trailed behind them dressed in navy jackets and bright bow-ties with boat-n-totes in tow. Tailgates rose from the ground and drinks were poured with the regular “pop” of champagne bottles.
While the sky was scattered with clouds that included the occasional fit of rain, Mother Nature dampened our clothes, but not our spirits. Divots were stomped and shameless selfies were taken as people took advantage of the final chance to summer in style. Cheers to another Harriman Cup as we throw up the peace sign to summer.
PS: Special thanks to the entire Harriman host committee for a fantastic event and to my illustrious co-judge, Karen Klopp of What2WearWhere.
UVA signet ring against a seersucker suit by Bonobos
The coolest pair of sunglasses I’ve ever seen…(similar here)
Classic cricket sweater (similar) – and a smile
Gucci Horsebit Loafer with a Polo Mallet
“Can we Uber from Long Island?”