Polo in the Hamptons

Had an all American prepster weekend in the Hamptons—the whole nine yards with polo match in Water Mill and all. 

Ran out of champagne half way though the match. Typical. I could swear that my hubby was pouring himself glasses behind my back, and then complained that we were all out. Sneaky. Of course, he denied it.

Otherwise an amazing experience, I would recommend it to anyone. The ponies (and the players too) are so beautiful—especially when they start talking with that Argentinean accent. Hahaha. 

Last game of the Mercedes Benz tournament this upcoming Saturday. $20 per car at the gates. Just bring your blanket/chairs and a picnic basket of goodies and you're all set!