Still catching up on my posts, so Oaks Day was indeed nearly two weeks ago. Shame on me. Anyway, traditionally Oaks Day was the ladies day at the races, where all the women dolled themselves up in beautiful dresses and outrageous hats, placed some bets, had a few cocktails and enjoyed the races. In more recent times, gentleman, in their infinite wisdom and single-minded thinking, have figured out that ladies day at the races meant it was full of beautiful women dressed out in their evening best during the day and they tend to be consuming alcoholic beverages all day, and saw this to their advantage. So in this day and age, it's a 50/50 mix of both now.
About a dozen of us girls dressed up, made lunches, brought snacks, picnic blankets, our own alcoholic beverages and made a day of it. It was so much fun! The day begins with finding your own stretch of grass to put down your blankets and daintily sit so you don't mess up the dress you've spent two weeks looking for and or inadvertently expose yourself to the jockeys dashing by on their horses. Of course the day begins around 10AM when you have your first beverage and look at the various ladies, discuss to pros and cons of their outfit choices, take sneaky pictures of the truly hideous ones, and observe the clusters of gentleman in their suits. As the day progresses, people scream louder for the horses, bounce up and down, the people watching turns into oggling and the once separated boys from the girls becomes a mish mash of people, making it hard to find where your homebase picnic blanket is. It's definitely an experience everyone should have. After the 7th race, you pack up the rest of your belongings, take you and your severely sun burnt friends and dash to the pub where the mixing continues. You meet lots of people and generally have a great night!
And there you have it - my first Oaks Day completed.
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