It was a solid year. That was the summer I switched off of Duke, did my first course at a show, last year of long stirrup, and (point wise) got champion at that one schooling show . . . but they weren't giving out champion/reserve ribbons for each division.
|Blame Dinkleberg for all your problems|
Anyway, so why am I talking about this? Well, I found some new pictures from this show.
I used to think this was the epitome of high fashion: graphic tees & skinny jeans. Also, those are rain boots. For a while I refused to get real riding boots because they're $$$ and those were $50 off of Zappos. Don't even get me started on the helmet. We're also not going to address that right stirrup that's literally living on the edge. Tbh, I clearly recall feeling like such a boss because I schooled two horses that morning #professionalstatus
Also, here is so everlasting proof that my right side collapse is more than a riding flaw. It's a character trait.