Vittoria Ferragamo and I are cantering down a grassy private airstrip on horseback at her family’s wine estate and hotel, Il Borro resort, in Tuscany. The golden September sunshine is warm on our faces, our horses manes blowing in a light wind.
“I think Pinky wants to race,” she says, turning slightly in the saddle to look at me.
“Let’s go then,” I respond and loosen my pony Sheila’s reins, letting her slide easily into a gallop. Soon the two horses are neck-in-neck in a full out sprint.