this past weekend was the big traver's weekend in the town my boyfriend lives, and luckily for us it was a beautiful day. irene hadn't hit yet and the day was sunny with a breeze. days at the track are spent watching horses (my favorite), having a few drinks and trying to the beat the heat. it's best done with an airy outfit and a large hat.
|skirt: forever 21, shirt: forever 21, shoes: steve madden.|
and we can't forget where i got this wonderful hat from, now can we?
|hat: walmart. where i'm sure |
i'm no fashion blogger (obviously), and i have no idea how they look so normal and natural in their pictures. whenever i do a post like this we like to think of a ridiculous staged picture that we can take - here it is. it gave us a good laugh.
|oh don't mind me. just smelling a lovely flower.|
but let's not forget the real reason we go to the track. not for the fashion, but for the shake shack.
this shake shack is the track's dirty little secret. it was the first shake shack outside of nyc and it never. has. a. line. ever! because going to the track is day-long event where everyone eats at different times and sometimes bring their own, it never has a line. it's the greatest. but no, really, here is why we went to the track.
horses horses horses. all horses are beautiful but racehorses are really something else. it's great to spend a day watching them. although they're no match for my favorite horse in saratoga.
|my yearly horsehead-cupcake-cake.|
all in all it was a wonderful weekend - i hope yours was the same.