Thursday, August 20, 2009

Pimp My Burghley

In case I've not said it 100 times already, I'm going to Burghley y'all! Yeehaw! And instead of my typical Robby Packing Method (tm) which involves taking everything I own or, when being strategic, everything that I think is cute, I'm attempting to streamline so as not to have 6 bags.

Here's the current 10-day forecast in London. It might be cooler in Stamford. It might be warmer. Who knows? But it does appear it will be essentially the same around the clock.

Because the Burghley in my head includes hanging out with Madonna and lesser royalty, we've purchased Membership passes, which suggests "smart dress." And since I'm more Remy Ma tryin'a match my thong to my Pumas, I'm at a loss for how to comply. My friend Rob is English and will be attending with me and he has all of these code words for "morning jackets" and "day shirts."

I have no idea what that means but if you think I'm wearing a suit to a horse show, you're thinking different than me. I have a khaki cotton blazer and, of course, several options where khaki trousers are concerned. As long as I can wear my Blundstone's or Dubarry boots, I think I'll be fine. But if there are suggestions, please proffer. I don't want to look like a big blingy American or, worse, a commoner!

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