Of all the gems for people watching in the D.C. area, Georgetown is undoubtedly one of the best. The Georgetown experience can be frustrating at times- lazy tourists lumbering down sidewalks, noisy flocks of frat boys. So instead of getting mad, I like to take it as an opportunity to make fun of people.
Take the “Georgetown Outfit” for example. The area is full of overly-styled young professionals. Because I can’t accept that everyone in Georgetown dresses like that all the time, I’ve decided that everyone owns a “Georgetown outfit”. That is, the most stylish outfit you own, the one that’s too classy for a night in Adam’s Morgan, but too fashion forward for a Clarendon Barnes & Noble visit. Like this sweet velour romper. Come on, you know you want it.
Or the groups of girls in three. They take up the whole sidewalk so they can stay together. They share gossip about other people’s boyfriends. In fact, a great game you can play in restaurants is “find the leader”. The group’s leader sits across the table from the other two girls, and they glance at her even when she isn’t talking. This formula works every time.
Not everyone is a romper-wearing group of three in Georgetown. Europeans are easy to spot. They’re stylish in an “I didn’t wash my hair this week” kind of way. Similar to the cargo pants people sitting outside of Sweet Green. Seriously, how is it that everyone who didn’t shower that morning finds their way to Sweet Green?
Then there are those of us who judge the Georgetown crowd. We’re in Georgetown to go to Urban and buy over-priced sundresses and read books like “Look at This F*cking Hipster”. Then we can return to Arlington with peace of mind, knowing that our J-crew polo shirts will never go out of style.