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That was wonderful LH! Thanks for sharing that with us. Isn't it amazing the change in attire. I actually had one of those baby blue bad boys myself http://chronicleforums.com/images/cu...ilies/uhoh.gif. I have to say that it did look quite smashing on the b-e-a-utiful gray! I too curse that wonderful auto-release. Thanks again for sharing!!!!
Thanks, guys. These themes are fun. I have boxes of pictures --- looking through them for ones that showed off clothes, instead of just the best jumping ones, was fun.
But with hundreds of unscanned pictures still unsorted in boxes, I could do pictoral essays categorized by types of jump, indoors v. outdoors, hair down in pageboy v. tucked up under hat --- the possibilities are endless (and oh so boring...)
The gray horse who people like so much was my first ammie horse after I took 9 years off (from 18 - 27). He is an appendix QH! Unfortunately, he was 16.3 and had those upright pasterns on tiny little QH feet, and so did not stay sound for very long. But he had a nice life as the babysitter for the yearlings when they were being broken and taken out through the woods in Southern Pines. He was a really nice horse.
Lord Helpus: wow, looking at all of those you really were a fashion queen! Your pics all look like the epitome of style (if only for their era! haha).
In comparision, I offer you a glimpse into the life of someone with NO STYLE. That's right- I have absolutely no style at all - in fact, having no style has become my style!
Navy jacket hand-stitched by my mother (we didnâ€™t have a machine). Navy helmet, navy tie, beige jods and brown boots. Notice the way my foot elegantly sits against the saddle flap! Yes, it was a borrowed pony.
Brown tweed jacket, brown velvet collar, brown helmet, brown tie, brown boots â€“ with a grey pony! At least we had brown gear to match. Lovely lemon coloured shirt and youâ€™ll absolutely love the huge hideous red fake flower pinned to my lapel. I also look like a boy here â€“ this disturbs me greatly.
Navy jacket (quite acceptable) â€“ but the black velvet collar, and matching navy blue jods make it just a little scary! Nifty bright red shirt there too. And lets not talk about my helmet cover.
They just couldnâ€™t get that helmet cover away from me. But at least the jods got a bit more acceptable (white this time) and the tie is finally a contrasting colour.
The helmet cover is gone! And replaced with a bright dayglo yellow one. Notice how Iâ€™ve taped the boots in yellow to match? (no â€“ this is NOT eventingâ€¦ these are all jumper shows). Wearing my number around my arm, because I thought it looked way cooler there. At this stage I also thought it was cool to quartermark/stencil my horseâ€™s name on his bum.
Finally graduated to long boots (well â€“ gaiters and short boots, but donâ€™t tell!). Iâ€™m still attached to white breeches and white shirtsâ€¦ but Iâ€™ve finally ditched the tie and plain coloured jacket (cute windowpane now). The helmet really just follows tradition though, doesnâ€™t it? Oh â€“ and hard to tell in the pic, but weâ€™re sporting a beautiful flat chocolate bridle â€“ which apparently is not in fashion anymore â€“ after it took me 15 years of begging to steal it off my mother!
And all of that fashion tragedy just within 2 decades! Ah well, at least it's cheap (I'm still competing in the same jods I had in 1990).
These are hilarious! I LOVE the helmet covers, perf!
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Oh thank you, thank you, thank you Lord Helpus! You've finally answered the question I've been asking since getting back into riding a couple years ago after a long hiatus...."Where the h*ll did the auto release go?"
NOW I KNOW! It ran away in shame the minute the funny looking skunky helmets came in!
As for the rest of the HP's out there...are we feeling a tad sheepish that years back 6 year old children had an independent hand/seat/leg, balance and could handle two sets of reins while jumping what the adults do now? http://chronicleforums.com/images/cu...milies/lol.gif
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Those were fun! Thanks LH for sharing. We are the same age, and I remember the elastic helmet straps. My first pair of breeches (from the Salvation Army Store in - then - horsey Santa Barbara) had huge flares and about 15 little buttons up each side to the waist. Also, thanks to perf for the yellow helmet picture!
If you want to go back a little further, here is a serious solid fence! Ladies Hunters, Piping Rock, circa 1936. Note the bowler, the jods, and the hound whip and no pad. The hound whip means it's an appointments class. http://community.webshots.com/photo/...05445567TTyxfV
Automatic release is there, though.
* What you release is what you teach * Don't be distracted by unwanted behavior* Whoever waits the longest is the teacher. Van Hargis
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Ohhhh, thank you LH!! Having just gone thru my mom's things, pictures etc, you have brought back some very fun memories. Wish I had a scanner, or maybe not. http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c.../icon_wink.gif Those literally were the days. And yes, those fences were always solid on the outside courses. You hit it, you crashed and burned. Loved the one with the fat braids. I'll bet you did those yourself? Have one of my first pony, same loveliness....Even down to the long shanked pelham. Must have been the bit du jour..
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Flashy Gray: Pam, the 70s A/O photo proves my theory that baby blue huntcoats are like Christmas fruitcakes: there is only one in existence and it keeps getting passed around. http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c.../icon_razz.gif
wtywmn, No, I didn't do those braids. My sisters and I were not expected to braid our own ponies until we were 8. Looking at them, I bet one of my older sisters did, though...
The solid fence: May look big --- but it was only about 3'. However, it was at the top of a hill. Two strides, jump, two strides and down a steep hill, over a ditch to a final uphill brush jump. The Montpelier outside course was always one of my least favorites, even though I was a B pony clubber at the time. It was a mini cross country course, that you had to do for style.
And Max was a 4 year old in his first year of showing. We bought him as a 3 year old stud colt the summer before and I was just starting him on his show career. Not many shows had a 3' division -- When the Prize List called for First Year Green at 3'6" it meant just that -- a horse in its first year of showing. If you didn't jump 3'6", you stayed home until you did. Often getting mileage in the hunt field.