This past Saturday I decided to spread my wings and attend the USA vs. Spain International Polo match at the Newport Polo grounds in Newport, RI. I am now a polo person. I truly don’t even know what that means but I will never miss a match again. For starters, the Newport Polo Grounds is private property, which in my mind means only one thing: drinking as much beer as you want without fear of persecution. And boy did we drink a lot of beer. The Busch Light was flowing like wine, and it was delicious. Everyone came out in their favorite sun dresses, yellow and pink shorts, and fancy hats. A woman in front of us brought a picnic basket full of champagne and cheese trays. The couple behind us had crackers, wine and a fully jelly spread. I love professional sports as much as the next gal, but I’ve never experienced such an enjoyable and relaxed atmosphere anywhere in my life. During halftime, all the fans are invited onto the field, alcoholic beverage in hand, to fix the divots on the field. Imagine all this, on a gorgeous day in Newport, for only $12. Free parking, tailgate until your head falls off, and bask in the glory of a hundred smokeshows with those big, flowy hats. If you’ve never attended a match, you owe it yourself to clear your Saturday schedule and get weird in the classiest way possible.
P.S. I still don’t know any of the rules or how a team wins/scores a point. ‘Merica.
“The Bridge”, a new drama on FX, premiered last night. I can already tell it’s going to be my newest guilty pleasure, but I’ll save that conversation for another day. Ever since last night all I’ve been able to think about is the horse jacket that Diane Kruger’s character wore during the show. I don’t know why she was wearing the jacket and I don’t care. All I know is if I don’t find a website that sells this jacket my life will be forever tainted. A jacket like this comes around once in a blue moon, and it has immediately become my white whale. I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. I got fired from my job. It will all be worth it if I can get my hands on this beautiful horse jacket. I know these 3 things to be true: Bill Paxton discovered the Titanic, me and Clooney will be best friends and I need this horse jacket.
P.S. Just to clarify, this isn’t a jacket you put on a horse. It’s a human jacket with a horse on the back.