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Fashionable Guests at the Tudor Place Garden Party (Pictures)

The 20th annual soiree celebrated publisher and philanthropist Austin H. Kiplinger.

The Tudor Place Garden Party. Photograph by James R. Brantley.

Last Wednesday’s weather didn’t put a damper on the fashion
of the guests at the 20th anniversary of the Tudor Place’s garden
party. Washingtonians clad in polka dots, feathers, seersucker,
and pearls of every color stepped through the front door,
accepting a glass of lemonade, vodka, mint, and honey syrup—a
Bee’s Buzz—as they were greeted by a fife and field drum corps
playing Revolutionary War-era tunes.

Nearly 20,000 people a year come to visit the historic
Georgetown mansion, tucked behind an iron gate on 31st and Q streets,
Northwest, to witness almost 200 years of American history
preserved in the former home of George Washington’s granddaughter

Martha Parke Custis Peter and her husband,
Thomas Peter. Besides serving as a museum and a relic of Washingtoniana, the National Historic Landmark also welcomes 3,000 students and
teachers each year.

The honoree of this year’s garden party,
Austin H. Kiplinger—the 93-year-old philanthropist, historian, and publisher of
Kiplinger’s Personal Finance Magazine—was the center of attention at the soiree, which raised more than $200,000 for Tudor Place.

But the ensembles of the guests ran a close second. “This is my least fascinating fascinator,” said
Randy O’Donoghue, smiling as she touched her white-feather-and-pearl-encrusted headpiece. She is a co-owner of Sugarloaf Mountain Vineyard,
which supplied the custom-labeled bottles of wine for the event.

“I built my outfit from the bottom up!” said
Marcia Carter, of the erstwhile antiquarian book shop Booked Up. About her choice of lime green rainboots, she explained, “I live right
down the block and wondered, ‘What do I want to wear in the rain tonight?’”

According to curator
Erin Kuykendall, the layout of Tudor Place was
designed to be “a dream for entertaining,” and this night was no
exception. Roses and hydrangeas,
stuffed into blue and white china vases, adorned every table. A
jazz trio filled the air with the sounds of electric guitar,
saxophone, and bass.

In the end, though, it was Kiplinger who brought the
Peter family charm to the evening. “There’s a continuity of life,” he
said into a microphone looking out at the crowd of 350 people.
He lifted his gaze past the tent and up toward the house. “We
can cope with the present and future better, I think, if we
learn about the past.”