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11.4.08 23 °C
Melbourne Cup is finally hee’ya! Different race, different dress… and a real hat! I gave in. I wore a bright pink fascinator (that’s what they call the unruly hats) and participated in full effect.
Luckily, we were able to buy tickets in the nursery section of the Flemington race track. We were out of the slums aka general admission, and in the more ‘prissy’ section. Basically, the nursery is the same exact thing as the tailgate field at the Rosebowl, only everyone is dressed up as though they're going to a British Royal Wedding. Our tailgate was rather nice and we were with the friends who took us to the races the first time. I was able to sneak in and see the final race! It was SO cool.
Those jockey’s are so small, I kid you not, I was taller and weighed more than all of them in 7th grade. The jockey who won the race I watched was 5’1 and weighed 91 pounds. Imagine dating him. Who would be the man in the relationship??