My Little Pony

That is me in the photo to the left, the first and last time I ever sat on a pony or a cowboy hat sat on my head. For whatever reason, the whole Wild-West/Country thing didn’t “take.”

Which is why I still can’t shake the image of JSlow at a Dude Ranch out of my mind, Golden Goose boots not withstanding. I know when one is a mom with kids, ala JSlow, one needs to fashion family vacations around keeping kids corralled. Or so I’m told. Selfish childish people like me only have to entertain ourselves (which is not easy, but I’ll save that for another post.)

Clearly ponies and ranch life have crept into my sartorial subconscious as I’ve been bombarding JSlow with links to boots and bags, most of which, she pointed out, involved the pony.

Horse Sweater, Jean-Charles De Castelbajac.

She was right, as even a few weeks back I posted about my love for these pony Givenchy boots: It wasn’t just the shape or color of the boots that enchanted me; the pony pushed them over to perfection.

Pony skin adds tremendous texture and edge to apparel and accessories with a level of sophistication that more traditional furs or faux furs don’t provide. Don’t get me wrong; I love all manner of fur, but the fluff-factor can be over-the-top and tough to pull-off, especially when enlisted for everyday errands. Pony hair is short, straight and shiny, which anyone can put on. Who knew something from the country could deliver such a down-town vibe. So quit horsing around with fur, and pony-up for pony. Giddy-up!