Olivia, a disused barn-turned-semi chic restaurant and bar, was where we had our yearly send off for the seniors. I don’t want to say grad night because it sounds like prom night and it’s more like a cocktail party. The theme was equestrian meets Indiana Jones, but clearly no one followed it, because a) no way Imma fork out money for clothes on polo.com and b) Abercrombie and Fitch closed at Pyramid Mall and c) no one thought of driving to Syracuse to buy clothes.
If you keep seeing the same people in the photos, it’s because a few of us found a spot with the best lighting and we stood there all the time waiting for others to walk over. But I guess they didn’t.
Junch wins best dressed in that Marc from Ugly Betty emsemble, accessorized by a Paul Smith tie turned cravat.
In my alternate reality I am wearing a Dior Homme suit, a shirt from Michael Kors and shoes from Bottega Venata. But in reality I am wearing a Ted Baker suit, a shirt from H&M and a tie I bought off ebay.
I got my new nose for being voted most likely to go for a nose job.
Barn Farn .Thanks for nice post.I added to my twitter.