Thought for Food

September 12, 2011

Labor Day Weekend 2011: theme night number one. Can you name the 1980 classic that inspired our getup?

The holiday weekend on the North Fork wasn’t just about lobster rolls and organ removal — although that’s a pretty sweet time right there. We were with a group of nine friends, some brand-new to me, some a decade old (one is silver and the other’s gold). They rented a vacation house that was a veritable shrine to PG-13 adult entertainment: there was a tiki bar, a hot tub, a vaguely vagina-shaped pool, a game room, a golf cart, a tandem bike, and enough ship paraphernalia to make a Kennedy feel at home.

In an August email chain that topped 100, we decided on two theme nights deserving of the house (never let it be said we don’t take our leisure time seriously). Saturday was (have you guessed?) “Caddyshack.” We attended a wine tasting in costume at One Woman and we were the hit of the evening. Folks were lining up to take picture of us. But they were all 40-somethings surrounded by kids on the last rabid highs of summer, so the bar may have been low.

I think we nailed the ecology of the Bushwood Country Club. Aaron was the naive eager-beaver at his yacht-club debut, just like poor Noonan, and Sarah wins mad points for scoring two amazing vintage golf skirts on eBay, in lemon yellow and patriotic red. Kate, in the green and white dress, channeled a Mrs. Robinson at the Saturday night dinner-dance, and I just wanted to be Lacey Underall (story of my life). Finally, M. evoked super-hottie Ty Webb with a snug pair of white trousers and glasses with a distinctly child molester/Terry Richardson vibe — which we couldn’t resist passing around the table for portraits.

They’re still giving me nightmares.

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