One of the most wonderful aspects of being married to a polo player is the joie de vivre of living life at a gallop — different places, different people, new adventures. I spent my birthday one year in the shadow of the K2, the second highest mountain in the world. One Christmas I found myself in the penthouse suite at the InterContinental Barclay New York. From polo to politics, one thing has remained constant: a zeal for living and its corollary, a love of a good, hot shower.
Which is why I was delighted to receive these beautiful hand-crafted Italian soaps as part of my ongoing Christmas extravaganza. I think luxury soaps are an absolute necessity if you’re living the adventure — after all, what’s the fun of getting dirty if you can’t eventually get clean?