I’m usually not a practical person. You can’t claim practicality when you wear four and five inch heels to walk around the city, even in snow. Practical I am not – but I’m not fussy, either. Give me a piece of land to explore and I can entertain myself for hours.
On the surface, I might seem high maintenance or maybe even prissy with my little dresses and heels, always made up. Though I admit I like to dress up and look nice – and I feel there is nothing wrong with that – I’m actually rather low maintenance. I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve had my nails done. I’ve literally had one pedicure in my whole life, much to my mom’s chagrin. I cut my own bangs and have my hair done once or twice a year (which is why it is up so much). I’ve never even been to a spa, though I’m sure it’s heaven. It’s just makeup and clothes. Other than that, I’m actually the type of girl who is more comfortable outside, jumping on a bareback horse and swimming in the pond. I like to splash in puddles and tread through mud, explore the orange groves for creatures and rescue snakes from being run over (or shot by the neighbor). I’m always covered in bug bites and bruises and often put myself in mild danger in the name of adventure.
I’ve often said that two things saved my life: my horses and Tessa. Tessa didn’t come until I was in sixth grade, but my horses were there since I was four. Without them, I don’t know if I would have made it through my childhood, let alone what kind of person I would turn out to be. Growing up with horses, being raised in a ranch environment (though we didn’t own that one) with endless adventures – all of that stays with you, and there’s no amount of material possessions that can ever compare. There’s something magical and freeing about the great outdoors, especially when you get to share it with such magnificent creatures.
I love this city and the opportunities that come with it. I love being in a liberal-minded environment, having everything within arm’s reach. I am this strange, conflicting combination of a city girl and a country bumpkin, nothing in between. I just wish I could plop down a little piece of land in the middle of it all, with my horses and a little house with a wrap-around porch. Though I’m lucky that I’m able to travel back and forth so often, it would be nice if the distance was shorter. One day…