Scarlet Oak, Where D.C.’s Young Conservatives Go Out to Play
They came for the cheap wine. They arrived in quarter-zips and tasteful cross necklaces. One young woman wore fur (raccoon). One young man wore a fleece adorned with a golf club’s seal (Trump). They sang along with Journey, bopped along to the Spice Girls. They networked over cans of hard seltzer. And then they went…