What I’m listening to: Gimme Little Sign by Brenton Wood
Here in DC polo is surprisingly legitimate. Every summer a good size crowd turns out in their best navy blazers and florals to drink copiously under the big tents and watch the players somehow manage to only hit the ball and not each other, the horses, or the spectators.

This year the sponsor was Aperol – which meant making my brother order one so I could take a photo of it (everyone thank him for this sacrifice).

An obligatory photo of my dress before I left my house to show the fact that it has a wave detail at the top and bottom edges – so fun.

The first match went great – by which I mean the US team won.



Peace,
KJ















































































































































