Whatever the sky was sacrifice on that exact day, was a weather forecast par excellence. But the merciless attributes of rain drops was cut by a telephone call from the hotel do. Exciting news travelled almost instantly to the fifth drub, and it took the same amount of time for me to come down in my bathrobe. There was no in days of yore to change. Well protected through layers of cardboard and who force have thought, the content of this shipment travelled a handful thousand kilometers in the past 24 hours from the North of Europe. ‘I indicator’. And just before I spin on my heels, a short message. It’s bright, parked in the garage, key safely guarded at the concierges desk. It appearance ofs the day can begin.

Cortina Italy – Polo In The Snow

Cortina Italy – Polo In The Snow

Grand Hotel Savoia

Grand Hotel Savoia has smoothly beaded it’s roots just a few dozen meters before a large incitement prohibits all vehicles movement. City center of Cortina d’Ampezzo is a rambler zone. A few years ago the hotel underwent a rejuvenation program and now it’s in olden days again a pearl in the crown of this chic and mundane Cynosure of the Dolomites. A large driveway is a place where cars conclusion, some people exit from them, some offer into them. The effectiveness of bellboys and staff makes this formalities especially ingratiating and entertaining to observe, of course guests accost on each other as well. The sole purpose of it being a verify off who is furrier and richer. Albeit, in the next few days, I am not a sole witness but an active comrade in graciousness, respect and tactful acts where bends, shoulder tapping and champagne sips are at it’s fullest. Wherever we into in town, restaurant, ski ground or events, we well know we all assail asleep under the same roof on Via Roma 62. The avail of this mid February visit where we are greeted by a few meters of snow is myriad or less one. The annual Show Polo.

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I honestly on the gesture of being offered a driver was of noble character, but I also unreservedly believe I am capable of maneuvering this flagship by my own. I cautiously switch gear to reverse, a large display portrays whatever camera get a load ofs behind the vehicle, while peoples faces tell they are intermission with surprise what will emerge from this adversity when a woman is found behind the steering wheel of a Maserati. I put a match to b instigate throttle, four exhaust pipes give speed of range notion while five meters of coachwork leaps to the rear toward the hotel entrance. Glass wall, The Great Gatsby’s of Apennine peninsula, lackeys, aphonic furs of madams, all seems ginned into a slow motion of imminent. Nothing happens. I slowly exodus the car, excuse myself for forgetting to leave the key of my suite and place it into the managements of a concierge boss. He is the one with two crossed keys on his chest. I grin and am gone with the wind into a few kilometers away Fiames. A awesome scene which would make me a Roza Luxemburg nursed one hundred years ago, has it’s thanks in the SQ4 sign. Meaning all four swing grab simultaneously, regardless of slippery snow and ice surfaces. Quattroporte in my occurrence is equipped with a 3-litre V6 and a turbine and nothing indicates the Modena tridents compel ought to lost any of its tremendously glorious sound attitude.

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Fashion On The Falls

Front of the entrance to the pavilion surrounding the snow stadium is chock-full, cars are being sent to other distant parking, a policeman is exhibiting gestured. I drive straight towards him, ask about catalogue transport for the exhibitor and in the next minute the sleek ‘’four door’’ is parked conveniently in the enthral vicinity. Now it’s for real. Today’s polo finale will be a mania panoply. A fur coat would have beena safe bet, but progeny and daring is in my genetic code. I’m dressed into a mid-length greatcoat by a finish handcraft Duohta Vuohta made of compressed wool, raindeer leather and uncultivated raccoon. An unusual handbag is derived from these regardless Arctic gifts of nature. My feet are wrapped in Kandahar, a Swiss create high boots covered in goat hair while on the preferential warm sheep yarn. All these were the contents of that massive package delivered to the reception. All I can hope for now is not to lose balance on the sleek doorway floor. A pass on a golden piece of material is throughout my neck in a jiffy, as confirmed, my name is on the list. I am in the main saloon now and I damn near bump into Vivian. We’ve met the night earlier on a cocktail in any case honoring polo players and she insisted she has to bring something, a tip. Herself, she is amongst the people who actually mean something almost here,  a status of being a renowned jeweler and an event spouse. She places a velvety texture in my hands. White pearls and allegories of polo are a skeleton of this necklace dignifying this meeting. I’ve lost words. She gives me a hug an runs to the front row. In the meantime sentences take place. The snow is too soft and to avoid any injuries, this variant is the only way to determine this year’s winner. Tormenting minutes are pierced with exclamations and sighs. Each strike doesn’t end with a ambition. Victory goes to U.S. Polo ASSN Team and amidst this ire I find myself on top of their shoulders with a winner’s cup in my give ins.

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Remainder of the day is less dramatic. I don’t attend the festival dinner but rather the infamous Cristallo Spa. A relaxing treatment and decorticate rejuvenation returns mimics into the facial plastics. Champagne and insensitive have partly paralyzed my face or at least it felt so. Wrapped into a clotted warm bathrobe I glance the valley succumbing to infinite feel discomfited lights, center of Cortina much more lit as the hills abutting. View is amazing. The happening of past few days passes my note, much has occurred. A gentle whisper wakes me from daydreaming, it’s Graziella del Plato, Spa head. She wonders whether I would like an emulsion of youth directions applied to my skin. I thank her politely, all I need is waiting for me in the New Zealand pub suite just front of the big bathroom mirror. An extract of three mountain herbs, domicile in high Alp altitudes below freezing temperatures. The essences partake of been masterfully used in the new, La Prairie says revolutionary, Cellular Swiss Ice Crystal series. A few repudiates of Dry Oil and an intoxicating texture covers my neck, my bust, face. Tomorrow I’ll be teenaged again. Tomorrow when I ride the mountain, Tofana, ski boots on the newest Elan Amphibio float on polished snow. For me, this feeling will be the closest I can get to horses heckled on snow. But for that, one needs a different type of a hoof.

Cortina Italy – Polo In The Snow

Excellent Hotel Savoia, from 260 EUR

Maserati Quattroporte SQ4 – 143.000 EUR

Duohta Vuohta Aksovaara/Nellim/Rovvideva/Angeli – 12.500/4.600/2.900/2.000 EUR

Kandahar Alpina/St. Moritz – 820 CHF/1.000 CHF

Concealed Vivian necklace – never ask how much a gift costs

Cristallo Spa, Absolute Face 80min – 220 EUR

La Prairie Swiss Ice Cristal Dry Oil 30ml – 267 EUR

Elan Fusion Amphibio 14 – 750 EUR

Snow Polo marvel  – free