I step onto the grass in wedges, flute of champagne in hand, following the lead of the locals. It’s half-time, and a sea of floral sundresses and Lilly Pulitzer-printed rompers flood the polo field to partake in the tradition of divot stomping. Several women teeter on stilettos while attempting to stomp down patches of grass torn up by horses’ hooves.

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