Jacket, BCBG Max Azria. Shirt, Mossimo. Skirt, Outlander (thrifted and gifted). Tights, Me Moi. Boots, Joe’s. Earrings, Pangaea.
Another interesting fact: Pony Express riders could weigh no more than 125 lbs. Those were some tiny men. In fact, they were “young, skinny, wiry men not over eighteen.” I couldn’t be a Pony Express riders for many reasons, including the fact that I’m not an orphan.
I ended up in a Pony Express rabbit hole after this bit of graffiti inspired me to research the Fulton Avenue portion of Sacramento. It’s claim to fame seems to be that the Pony Express route crossed this area.
I have to assume that the life of a Pony Express horse was not kind, so I’m glad we have the
2 comments:
I love these little asides you take! I never knew any of that about the Pony Express! When I first saw the title, I was almost expecting maybe chaps and a cowboy hat, but this looks more chic.
~J
Those tights make every outfit awesome! Love them!
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