The Jump-Off is Mine Well, not exactly - but it will be sometime ;p
If ONLY you could see the look on my face right now, & the happiness that has been gleaming out of my eyeZz today, it would rub off on you - happiness is contagious =D Yes, you guessed it {or cheated & looked at the photos first ;p} I finally have a jumping saddle of my own! <3
After being flown-off the tattered dressage saddle three times on the jump, my negotiation power in resisting to borrow a saddle that's been offered to me weakened, & before I knew it, I saw my pony outfitted in their saddle & ready to go; there was little I could do. Though unbelievably tempting, I really did not want to borrow anyone's saddle, & I don't know the reason really, especially when the concerned person is extremely down-to-earth & incredibly kind. I just dislike the idea of owing anyone anything. Still, this time, I swallowed my pride & gracefully mounted my pony for a few jumps, ..and you know what?
It was brilliant!Not how I felt about borrowing it, but the way the saddle felt. Just brilliant! The jumps were flawless, & I couldn't have enough -- my pony appeared to enjoy it too. The difference in terms of grip, posture, & comfort took my breath away. I did not want to stop jumping, ..& somehow forgot about time.
I went home with sore muscles, made myself a Chanel No.5 oil bath, & floated for until I got wrinkle fingertips, and then slept like a baby.
Today, I decided I would pay Hermés a visit to finalize my saddle order, & on the way a thought bubble appeared on top of my head: "How nice would it be if I were to return back to Abu Dhabi today with a saddle in my car?" but instantaneously that thought was pessimistically eliminated - I didn't want to get my hopes up too high & ruin the rest of my day because yet another dream bubble blew up in the air -& I've had quite a few of those lately- So, huggling Tantra on my lap I continued reading my book & occasionally looking outside the window.
The minute I walked into the boutique, my eyes caught an object that would be mine: there it was, a medium tree jumping saddle in tanned leather & buffalo skin knee-rolls..
STUNNING!After all, I did come back to Abu Dhabi with a saddle in the car -- & a pending emerald green crocodile birkin order *winks*
I'm happy. So very veryyyy veeerrrryyyyyyyyyy Happyyyyy - BEYOND happy *smiles from ear to ear*
Labels: La Dolce Vita, Pony Tales
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