Going to royal balls, wearing flamboyant hats, holidays in Monaco, high tea at Windsor... sounds like my cup of, well, tea. With honey and lemon, of course.
Prince Harry has always been my favorite English royal. He's fun-loving, gets into trouble, curses, parties and has the most mischievous little grin on his freckled face. He knows he probably won't ever be king so he can get away with more than second-in-line Prince William. He looks just like the type of boy you could get in trouble with - except this ginger comes with a bloody castle.
Today Harry is playing in the Vueve Clicout Manhattan Polo Classic on Governors Island. And if you don't hop on the ferry and watch him and other gorgeous men jaunting around on horses, you are serious wanker. That would be just dodgy of you, mate.
While it's not the Queen Mary, the Governors Island ferry is free and leaves from downtown next to the the Staten Island Ferry. General admission tickets to the match won't cost you a pound either. You really have no excuse for not going nor do you have anything better to do on your Saturday.
The match begins at 3PM, and I suggest you arrive early because last year Wendi and I missed the last ferry and were stuck eating at Uno at Pier 17. Not nearly as glamorous as the Vueve Clicquot polo match.
Maybe English blokes don't do it for you. Fine. Insanely beautiful Argentine polo player and Ralph Lauren model Nacho Figueras is captaining the opposing team. It's as if the Gods of Greece have come down from Mount Olympus for one day to entertain the mortals with their chiseled-jaws and athleticism.
I'm still in Phoenix, but I seriously considered changing my ticket to be present for this spectacle of Prince Harry, Nacho, Vueve and polo. Sarah and Wendi, you better get over there, meet some of Harry's mates and get us invited on the royal jet to London. I know you can do it dahlings!
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