S: Susan's Bachelorette
FC: Susan's Bachelorette St. Michaels, MD September 4, 2010
1: Susan, You may be getting married, but before you do, we thought you might like to take a trip down Memory Lane with your girls...
3: Susan, When we met in 7th grade, you took me (the new girl in school) under your wing and we've been best friends ever since. Throughout the last 17 years we've shared great times in our hometown of Miami as well as the Keys, Boston, Philadelphia, the Dominican Republic, Martha's Vineyard, New York City, Nashville, Pittsburgh, D.C., Madrid - and now St. Michaels! One fun memory I have is when you visited me in Spain and we slept head to toe in that TINY twin bed at my host family's apartment, where you took on the alias of "Linda". Living in NYC at the same time was the best - I'll always remember your Bloody Mary-thon Parties, nights at Dorrian's, burgers at Melon's...yum! Also, I'll never forget our preppy summer fun at the Edgartown hangouts year after year and Grandma Swanson's retirement party. I could go on and on! Now that you are getting married to the love of your life, I know that in another 17 years we'll be reminiscing about another wonderful memory - your wedding day! I'm so looking forward to a lifetime of friendship and shenanigans with you and our amazing husbands! So much love to you and Ashley, Jennie
5: Susan, Boozan, Susie-Q and the “Sus” to my ‘indy” – “So...do you wear tube tops and stuff?” Those words were the beginning of a true love story about two girls – both slender, freckled, with hefty D cups, and 8ish size shoes. From the outside, they appeared weirdly similar. But on the inside, they were different. Susan was, well, intellectual. Mindy was, well, not. Mindy was a jock and the only competitive sport Susan played was beer pong. But yet, they complimented each other. Susan taught Mindy about big words like “impaled” and Mindy taught Susan about “the rules.” With every passing meal at Annenberg their love grew and they became best friends... Between then and now, we have shared hundreds of laughs, cries, good times, and bad. (Aren’t you glad I stopped talking in the 3rd person??) I couldn’t resist writing down a couple memories that really don’t need much explanation but just need to be recorded for posterity so that when you come back and read this at age 50, you have a quick reminder of what fun and crazy times we had when we were young. Shopping at Copley and ordering wine at Marche (the only place we didn’t get carded)...Ellie (no explanation needed)...Nancy (no explanation needed)...Damna...the Blind Tiger, the Grille, Red Line, the Kong, John Harvards...chunking shoes...Cha Cha yelling at us at Harvard/Yale...Robin telling us to put our Corona’s in the fridge...Isis Isis baby...Thursday happy hour at Trowbridge St...Fall Fiesta!... Donner 2008...and the list goes on and on. Now, 11 years after that first phone call, I can’t be more proud than to say you are still my best friend. When I think of the important times in my life, you were a constant. Although we haven’t lived in the same place since we hugged goodbye in 2003, you have been, and will always be my family. You make me laugh, you keep me real, and most of all, you are one of the most kind people I know. I am so lucky to have you in my life. I couldn’t be happier for you as you embark on this new journey and I can’t wait to make more memories with the Ebersoles. I love you, “indy” of Susindy
7: My Friend Sus By Sarah Matteson There was a Harvard gal we called Boozy Who rightfully so was choosey She turned down roses and wine To party at Red Line And woke up on Sundays feeling woozy At Melon's she would have a bloody mary And we'd talk about dates that were scary Then we'd hit up Club D And stumble to 10C Post Toscana life was merry And now our dear friend Sus It's Ashley she finally did choose To share her life And become his wife And we all smiled at the news!
9: Sus: A/k/a beautiful friend; brilliant confidante; etiquette consultant; Harvard comrade; Vanderbilt colleague; martini aficionado; stylist extraordinaire; purveyor of advice; dancing fool; singer of all things "Foreigner"; source of laughter and love: There is a particular kind of closeness that, in my opinion, is unique to those who become friends at an "adult" stage of life (I suppose that means we're adults? Bear with me here.). You share in those experiences that are more about choices than mere coincidence or pure luck, milestones like starting a career, settling in a city that you choose to be your home, finding love and lasting partnership, and committing to building a life with that person, which is inevitably an adventure you couldn’t have predicted for yourself. Well. I'm just so grateful that we could watch each other reach these milestones, and even reach some of them together: from the first moment we switched on our laptops on a Monday morning at 9:25 in the Bennett Miller classroom, to sharing stories after the first fluttery dinner dates with the men who would someday be our husbands, to embracing the uncertainty and excitement of choosing a new place - an unfamiliar place - to be our homes. I cherish the fact that our friendship has spanned these choices and encouraged these leaps of faith. Sometimes I wonder how we got through four years at Harvard without really knowing each other, but then I think about our Nashville-born friendship and I wouldn’t have it any other way. And now my wishes for you, as you are soon to be married! I wish you, as a BRIDE: beautiful dresses, plentiful flowers, ridiculous dancing, delicious cake, endless celebration, family, friends, and lots of and lots of bubbly. I wish you, as a WIFE and PARTNER: burning romance, constant companionship, quiet comfort, unwavering support, family, friends, and lots and lots of martinis. You mean the world to me, my dear friend. I'm thrilled to be part of your celebration and your life. Love, Nes
11: Dear Sus, Congratulations / best wishes / warm vibes / hugs / good karma / and ALL good things to you and Ashley! I’m so happy for you guys. Given that I was there from the beginning, I feel entitled to say: what a fantastic ride you guys have had, with the perfect resolution! I feel so lucky to count you as a friend. Who knew that randomly sitting next to a stranger in Sketcher’s 1L Torts class and bonding over “duty” (heh heh) would result in such a wonderful friendship? From you getting stuck in my bathroom and attempting to scale the wall by stepping on the toilet paper holder (hi Ashley! and can’t forget Adam!), our mutual love of the Librarian (hi Noah Wylie! Such a dreamy nerd), celebrity babies (hi Violet Affleck!), hanging out in sweats, periodic fat kid food attacks, talking about everything and yet nothing under the sun – and yes, to making out with your brother (hi Charlie! Another dreamy nerd ha) I’ve had a blast through it all, and look forward to many, many more years of celebrating birthdays and life together. Ashley is one lucky guy, Sus, because you are one fabulous woman!!!! Wishing you all of the best, and can’t wait to see what the future holds. Much love, Liz !
12: Best wishes, my dear, dear friend! Almost five years ago to the day, I met you at the illustrious Vanderbilt University Law School. I vividly remember sitting on the floor outside of the library and meeting you for the very first time. Little did I know that you would quickly become one of the best friends that I would ever have the privilege and the honor of having in my life. Picking a favorite memory that I have with you is like trying to decide what dessert to get at J’s or deciding what kind of martini to order. There are just too many delightful options from which to choose, really. That said, I’ll just remind you of a few of my favorite little gems. Another favorite memory. Summer before 2L year. I had just returned from my summer in Venice, and you, Liz, Nes, and I met in DC for your birthdays. As opposed to a specific memory, that entire trip is engrained in my mind. Such a fun time. You in your precious birthday skirt. Fireworks from the rooftop of the Ebersole’s building. Old Glory. Walks to and from Dean & Deluca. If we had only known then what we know now! From boys to booze to the bar exam, we’ve seen each other through it all, and I cannot wait to see you through the rest. I am so, so happy for you, Susan. You deserve nothing less than all of the happiness in the world, and I am so, so glad that you have found Ashley who can give it to you. I love you so much, dear, and haven’t a clue what I would do without you. Much love and best wishes. LP(C)
13: A few little token memories to fill in the blanks. TND Your “hypnotizing” assets Con Law on Friday mornings at 8 am Sunday Post-Game Wrap-up E-mails (I still have a few, by the way!) Bloodys Love of all things Burberry Wanting to die the morning after the night after 1L winter exams. Schlepping to Mafiaoza’s the day after the night after 1L winter exams and wanting to die. Boozin’ Susan Limoncello, grappa, and cute Italian waiters in Grand Cayman US Open + Shoe Shopping + Houston’s = Heaven You calling my father a “no good son-of-a-bitch,” but to stay in character, of course!
15: Susan (a.k.a. Swanson), I am so thrilled for you and your engagement. Ashley is such a lucky guy and not only are you going to make a beautiful bride, but you’re about to start a beautiful family. I feel so fortunate to have grown close to you over the years and I of course have Jennie to thank for that. (We’ve always had the same taste!) My favorite memories with you definitely revolve around our time together in Martha’s Vineyard. While we have shared many laughs over everything from too many bottles of Bloody Mary mix to smashed screen doors, my favorite memory is one that has been told many times. That’s right, your Retirement Party. I will never forget preparing the big Mexican feast for your birthday dinner, mixing up appropriately strong margaritas, and nearly passing out from laughter after unfurling your “Happy Retirement” banner. By then, you were affectionately known as “Grandma Swans” and the decorations were absolutely perfect. In fact, the scene epitomized what I believe is your unspoken “Swanson” motto: Grandma in the needle, Party in the point. I am so grateful to call you my friend, and I look forward to many memories to come. All my love, Diana
16: Dear Susan, Congratulations on your engagement!!!!!!!! I am so thrilled for you and know that you will find a lifetime of happiness with Ashley! You will no doubt have a home filled with love and family and of course it will be both stylish and traditionally beautiful - just like you! I am so happy we have become such close friends. I will always remember our first trip the Vineyard when I really got to know you well. I could only join for a few days of the trip but knew it would become an unforgettable tradition that I had to be a part of. From your big floppy sun hats to your needlepoint projects to your famous bloody marys you are truly one of a kind Grandma Swanson! You are such a warm, caring, energetic, intelligent, positive, stylish, and loving girl and I feel lucky to have you as a friend! Enjoy the wedding planning and the excitement to come - I know you will do it all effortlessly and be the most beautiful bride! I cant wait for years of celebrations to come - both just us girls and with hubbys as well! Congrats Sus! Love always, Alli
19: Before I ever met Susan, I heard about her from my parents. She had been to a July 4th party on their roof and my Mom was very pleased with the fact that Susan sent a Thank You note soon thereafter. My Dad was very pleased with Susan. More specifically, he thought she was quite good-looking. I think he said something to the effect of "she looks like a girl I would've dated". That story probably would have stuck with me anyway, but since my Dad passed away several years ago, I've always been happy that he got a chance to meet Susan. Even if it was a brief encounter, she certainly made an impression. I actually can't remember when Susan and I first met, but I remember the first (of hopefully many) brunches with Susan, Charlie and Ashley. We were at Markt on 6th ave and they were drinking Belgian beers and I remember thinking, "this is nice. we're a family." Looking very forward to making it official, Susan. much love, Lisa
21: We love you Susan! XOXO, Your Girls