there aren’t a lot of occasions i don’t know how to dress for. i mean, there are plenty of times i say “i don’t know what to wear” to an event, a dinner, even an ordinary work day – but those are brought on by my inability to decide what to wear, not a lack of knowledge on what is actually appropriate to wear. (have i lost you yet? i know it’s early). anyway, last weekend i was invited to a polo game (yes, you read that right) and i did not. know. what. to. wear.
my only frame of reference was obviously Pretty Woman (right!?), so i was thinking a big floppy white hat and a polka dot dress, naturally. but then i thought about the desert venue (which will soon be Coachella, if you don’t recognize it) and thought that may be a tad formal. so after pondering over my closet (and reciting a few of my favorite PW quotes – oh yo, oh yo, catch this!), I decided to play it safe with chambray and a maxi. oh, and boots for good measure.
the best news is i think i nailed it. i take that back. the best news is they actually stomp divots in the middle of the match (oh believe me, i relished every moment). i think the moral of the story here is take every chance you get to feel like Julia Roberts because someday maybe we’ll all be shopping on Rodeo and get to ask the snooty SA, “you work on commission, right?” to which they’ll reply, “yes,” to which we’ll reply “big mistake. big. huge. i have to go shopping now.” no? is that not the moral? oh, sorry i get a little distracted sometimes. bwahahaha *closes jewelry box on fingertips*