|Vicky Lauren's passion and my first animal drawing, pencil.|
|Sunday Morning, Me and My Shadow|
drink coffee passionately; photograph
It's no secret that the clothing designer's family is head over hooves in love with the equestrian. His off-the-rack clothes smack of horsewoman. His belts are great. His jeans and polos I love, and every now and then you can find a easy dress i the Lauren collection that slides on and can go anywhere. I do admire the man's talent and that gorgeous horse it bought his RL-chic wife, Vicky.
You'd think I'd be a horse lover. I am not. Only time I was on a horse was when my friends decided we should go riding. They rode. I trailed behind by twenty lengths with the stable boy who made the horse go every time the horse would wind down; I couldn't kick him. I don't know whether I couldn't kick him because I was afraid of hurting the horse or that the stable boy was a real looker and our slow ride with a sudden lurch every now and then was much more interesting than catching up with the girls? Anyway, my car never needs the whip--or the stable boy.
|L.W. Roth's summer passion: Michigan cherries; photograph|