Just your old-fashioned pot-luck fundraiser where the guests brought sushi and set their tables, replete with chargers and cloth napkins, either eco-conscious or status-conscious. Or maybe both.
Did I mention this was in Connecticut?
I spied plenty of monogrammed LL Bean totes, along with a handful of men in Nantucket red pants, and the majority of women in frothy Bohemian tops, most likely from Calypso.
Everyone left their kiddies at home with the babysitter (or Grandma and Grandpa) and let loose. Wine was spilled, diets were broken, and I'm pretty sure L'il Wayne was played.
Ah, the burbs.
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