As I applied my make-up and got dressed as every year, on the same date, to go to the traditional Lacoste's Party, I wondered if it was all really worth it... Drive so many miles, go to bed late and suffer the cold... It got me thinking... No, it did not seem quite worthy. But it's a tradition, one of the few prevailing in this shaken and ever-changing world. A tradition of Punta del Este, of the summers in the south, a frivolous tradition... But, so what?
So, for the love of traditions, to say hello to friends of the past and the present, to go on being a part of Punta del Este... I got dressed and went to the party.
And in the end, yes... It was worthy.
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