Although Ken is one of my brother’s best friends from Amherst, we actually first met at Stanford in 2003 for graduate school (me for Education and Ken for business). Since “the Farm” was the place we met and fell in love (ahhhhhh), Stanford holds a very special place in our hearts. This weekend marks the 10th year reunion of Ken’s GSB (Graduate School of Business) class. We are so excited to go to Palo Alto and pretend we are in our 20s again. We can’t wait to see so many of our good friends, go to In N Out , walk the dish , eat Mexican food, bask in the sunshine, pretend we are bzillionaire tech dudes, and drive Priuses. Viva California! To get excited for reunion, we pulled up some pictures of us from ten years ago (GAG). Enjoy!
Business school students live much larger than Education students. I lived on Trader Joe’s and acted like a student. Business school students pretended they were (or were) millionaires and always ate at fancy restaurants, went on lavish trips, and dropped dinero like it was their job. This photo is of us at Napa on one of our group weekends there. SO FUN.
The gorgeous Stanford campus. How do you get work done here? It’s tough
Katie Kaiser — we love you!!!! Notice Ken’s rocking Oakleys on his head. Although in the fashion business, he had a lot of work to do back then. (and yes, I have no idea why I am wearing a turtle neck when my face is so sunburned). We all look like babies — we WERE babies.
“The Dish” . A hilly, gorgeous trail. Running it is a great workout..
We went to Hawaii for a week with 40 GSB friends (not only do they like to vacation together, but they like to do so in large herds). We had the best time and it solidified a lot of our friendships. One couple in general who hates the internet, became our nearest and dearest on that trip. And to this day, still are.
Business school students like to pretend that they are in one big frat. So this was one of the formal dances.
The love of my life! and Kalifornia Ken — with his amber necklace! This is when he convinced me to move to NYC and I said yes (even though I complain about it every single day, going on 10 years of living here). Remember this post on how I hate men’s shirts that are too big ? Notice. And the Hawaii pic too.
This was the GSB prom. I remember nothing of that night. Except that I lost my shoe, barely got on the bus back to Palo Alto from San Francisco, drank pink punch by the gallon, and made a good impression for Ken’s classmates. I think that that is the last time I ever really drank.
Business School students also like having costume parties. At this one, we were part of the VIP circle. SWEET! #whiteparty
It feels like a lifetime ago when we were there — and we can’t wait to go back! Stanford here we come (well, not until Friday morning)!!!