A reunion, a wedding, & a race: Chapter 5 (The BBQ)

My children mocked me relentlessly for wearing a dress to a lunch time family barbecue. But the dress was a summertime classic I snagged at the end of last season on clearance so I was eager to give it a whirl; with a high of 97 degrees F, I thought a summer dress was in order.   

Dress: Ann Taylor
Shoes: Stuart Weitzman

Bag: Lill Studio (sniff, I miss them so much!)

Hat: Goorin Bros. 

It turns out that I was not the only one who decided to don pink seersucker. Here I am with a dear friend who lived downstairs freshman year who apparently has the same style sensibilities as I do. He is a poet and I am a surgeon. Go figure.   

And, I was not the only mom who thought it appropriate to don a dress. Here I am with a few of my junior year roomies (there were 18 of us total that year).  

Oh and I was not the only person who thought a big floppy hat was in order. My ovaries ached holding on to these two cuties who belong to one of my former roommates.  

  
Oh, and for those of you wondering, no i did not get BBQ sauce on the dress!

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