No More Sorrow
We were once talking about Louboutins, my brother over heard us and said, “What? Is it Louis Vuitton or Louboutin?”. He doesn’t really know or care about brand name leather goods. Or even leather goods. Or watches. Or shoes. But he figured it was time for him to start learning. Once he found out that my father liked Louis Vuitton, he started wondering if it was something he could one day be interested in. I was showing him my new epi 4 key holder in grenade (pink!) and he laughed saying he would find this very useful because the coin purse section of his wallet held more keys than coins, but he also commented that a 4 key holder would never be enough for him. Well, there are bigger sizes!
As for my father having an interest in Louis Vuitton, well, even I did not know that until very recently. I knew of his sophisticated sense of style, his cuff links, sunglasses and so on. He had a very specific glasses frame that rarely changed over the years. I wouldn’t be able to describe them now but I’d recognize them on first glance. But at the same time, he found it funny that people seemed to want to work so hard on having their clothes match their shoes, bag, make up and hair accessories. So when I was younger I used to wear shoes and carry a bag that didn’t match each other or the rest of my outfit and went to show him. He would laugh, give me a thumbs up and say that I looked great.
I realize that perhaps this may be the first time I ever wrote anything about my father here. It took me a long time to be comfortable enough to actually talk about him or bring him up in convernsations in real life, so I guess an even longer time to bring him up in my blog. And gosh, the title of this post is SO not related! It was just a song that came up, hehe.
Anyway, today I wanted to tell you guys about the camcorder I snagged over eid holidays some weeks ago. It serves the purpose we got it for pretty well, but I’m not ready to share any videos yet. This morning it was used to record our riding lesson and it gave us all so much insight about how we do things. My heels are much better than I thought, but I’m not sure I like them at the canter. I know I got the hang of this problem at the end of my last “riding season” but at least now I’m a lot more comfortable to search for my stirrups if I lost them at the canter. I get so stubborn. No, I’m not going to stop cantering, and yes, I WILL find my stirrups! I just need to work on using softer aids so that I can be comfortable riding more advanced / more sensitive horses. My lesson today went so well, though. Usually when we sit the trot I like to slow down so that I can sit at a comfortable pace (especially since his saddle is so uncomfortable…). I pulse with my calves at every step and sponge the reins… and there it goes! But then other people in my lesson catch up to me and complain that if I don’t speed up they will have to go past me. I think I managed to slow down the pace of my canter, too, once K got in his head that no, we are not stopping, we are not going to go and stand with the other horses, and the fact that his head on the outside and body on the inside does not actually mean that he already finished what we were doing! (inside joke, I guess).
So now, without further ado, the Sony Handycam!
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