Well, that really WAS the bees knees

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The Jazz Age Lawn party is great fun.If you are ever coming to New York, plan your visit around a weekend when this occurs. You will not regret it.

It starts with a pretty ferry ride and takes you back in time to the prohibition era. The Great Lawn is filled with colorful dresses and the trees are green, green, green (even on a gray day!) and ladies' lips are red, red, red.

The St. Germain cocktails are divine, but drink them before you start lindy-hopping because that floor is only for dancing.

Make sure to go with amazing friends with heart-shaped lips and even bigger laughs.

Not pictured: Chasing Bill Cunningham on the dance floor to tell him just how awesome I thought he was; only for him to tell me (without looking away from his lens once) to "just get good pictures! just get good pictures!" And like that he flitted away. It wasn't until afterwards that my friends pointed out that in his documentary, he mentioned that he did not like to be bothered at such events! Faux pas fail!

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p.s. it is TOTALLY worth it to get the VIP packages. The "bees knees" one was a great deal.