As a double 'hoo, Foxfield -- a day devoted to outdoor drinking and supposed horse-watching -- has long been a much-anticipated part of my springtime entertainment. During my undergrad days, my friends and I would don our sundresses, string on some pearls and enjoy a day at the races tailgate style. Drinks would be poured from the back of SUVs and pickup trucks, and hours would be spent wandering from one raucous plot to the next. This year, however, things were a tad classier. There was a tent (a welcome upgrade given the 92 degree heat), a series of tables and chairs and a catered lunch. All in all, a much more adult set-up than I've enjoyed at Foxfields gone by.
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