Category: Journaling

My perspective on life and the like..

We CAN Do it..!

Anything in your life is possible and achievable, one must be simply motivated enough to make it happen..

In this world of technology and social networking if you can imagine it you can be it.. What a gift to be able to design your image on-line and promote yourself on many different platforms..

Technology has made it easy for us to link to others with the same interests allowing us to get further into the exposure we might desire.. I have found my niche and am constantly inspired by the connections I have made and the new things I am learning..

As realistic in my character, I am also empowered to know anything I can dream up is possible and I am making them happen.. Even living in this crazy oil town I know I can now make a mark with Betty and get some exposure to the Retro and Tattoo community that I am so fond of..

You know when you love something you are so proud and want to share with others.. Since where I am there is such a small percentage of people like me I have had to turn to the social networking to get connected..

I am not sure where I fit, in fact I have never really “fit” anywhere which is also fine by me.. I will keep doing my thing.. Making things happen and inspiring my kids..

This is my cheer to all the ladies that are out there, whether you are aspiring to be a model or a blogger or what ever you want to be in life.. You can..!

I look back at allot of the decisions I have made to get me to a point in my life and the most life changing one and the ones that have helped us get closer to dreams are the ones I took risk and chances on..

Let fear be a motivation to let go and jump both feet in.. All that ever will happen from over coming fear is greatness with in yourself.. You will be stronger, more confident and see what lies ahead with clearer vision..

A few days, a couple of pages and a lot of posts…

Looks like I am starting to figure things out around here.  In Word Press land that

I have started to get my feelers out, reading other’s blogs, posts and the like..

I even have a picture up and links to the other crazy internet stuff I am involved in.. ❤

It’s good stuff.. Glad I made the switch over here..


Music and Pony time..

  • Music and Pony time..

    Hudson reloaded my ipod and so I headed outside with a new playlist and it hit me as I stood in the middle of the yard jumping, singing and dancing why oh why has it taken me so long to tune back in..

    I love music.. Singing and dancing are as important to me as food and nourishment.. Specially when I am in the car I am the obnoxious person with the loud music..

    Even as a child I knew all the words to all songs, I loved moving, making actions and choreographing routines to dance to songs.. When there were no horses in my life there was music and when I needed to get places and solely relied on my legs to get me around, it was music that kept me going..

    I used to have a yellow water proof SONY cassette player, with not allot of cassettes I would take stuff off the radio yet my most prized tapes were sinead o’conner and Manhattan Transfer..

    I often walked along allot of trails where I was not seen and would often have to stop in the middle of no where to have impromptu dance scenes as I imagined the world watching.. Yeah I was a rock star..

    Thinking of all of this reminds me now why Carlos has the imagination he does..

    Always awkward of myself music offered it’s lyrical hand to come and escape, to dream and move which unknowingly was keeping me in shape as were the many miles I clocked walking through Burnaby Mountain, to Lougheed Mall and eventually along the Galardi Hwy to get to and from B.H.A. (Burnaby Horseman’s Ass.)

    I am inspired by current music, I am open to all genres yet I always prefer Rap or anything that inspires controversy because of the lyric’s..  I love freedom of speech and that it is an artist’s right to interpret their stories through their own words and colours and I am glad that I have been able to share this with the kids because it has provided many a opportunity to talk..

    For a long time the only time I listened to music was in the car, when the kids were young it was hard to get lost in the music so to speak and yes I had the stereo on yet sometimes the additional sound energy in the house was too overwhelming to me..

    Once we moved up north Hudson received an ipod as a gift and I fell in love, the kids older, I could afford to plug in to the music and out of the world.. I often would borrow this little device of freedom from her. The marrying of poo picking and listening to music became the perfect pairing and was my way of meditation..

    The greatest gift is being free to lose your inhabitation’s with out the use of drugs and alcohol to achieve this feeling.. To openly dance in nature, in a large field.. The though although a very prized reality for me brings me to tears..

    I used to listen to music allot in the winter when the horses did not have the barn..  I realized the energy I would give off was appealing to the Spirit, that or I was a major source of entertainment as I sang and bounced about..

    Once the barn came Hudson and I were often cleaning at the same time so we would be open so we could talk as we cleaned which is equally as nice.. A good bonding time yet there is something about taking care of yourself so you can be better for the others around you..

    Listening to music around horses with head phones on is a lesson in trust for me as I cannot hear what is going on and if I turn my back I have to know that the horses will respect my space..

    With Tadpole coming into the herd there has been some awkward adjustment and allot of ruffled feathers and I have been trying to watch myself around Tadpole as I think he is insecure and reminds me of Flash in some ways..

    So with out hesitation in went the music and immediately I stopped and danced, for the goats, for the chicken’s, for confused Murray and then I turn to see Shurman most curious as to my flailing..

    I cleaned, I danced and then I groomed Spirit..

    He knows when I listen to music, possibly because he hears me.. Hudson said to me over lunch once I came inside it was hard NOT to notice me as she had to close the kitchen window because she could not think over me.. lol

    I think Spirit see’s my colour change and my energy shift.. I share the music putting an ear bud to his nostril then go back to my choreographed grooming..

    I know for sure there is magic in the music for us all.. Once I was done and came back inside I looked out to the paddocks and all 4 horses were laying down.. A sign to me a job well done.

The many sides to me

I was 18 years old when I went in for my first tattoo.. Not a big surprise, when I was 10 years I remember watching Ripley’s believe it or not about heavily tattooed people..

I knew then that was for me..

That was my first inkling I was not like other people.. Long before the internet or social websites you were either cool or you were not.. I was the latter of the two, I never found a place where I felt I fit..

It was not until horses that I had a sense of being ok with whom I was.. The horse never judged me, didn’t care what I looked like or what I liked to talk about, they just wanted to know the person inside..

I always knew I needed to be around horses, my life took me this way and that way and then I took my life back… My desire of tattooing increased as I aged and did my desire to return to the horses..

I met the man of my dreams.. Allot of similar interests were shared between the two of us.. Mostly that of the horses.  We said from the beginning our dream would be to have horses on property and to think we achieved this..

His passion is VW’s and American Muscle cars and what better way for a girl to participate is through fashion and style of the retro Pin Up girl.. A few years ago I was trying to style my wardrobe with a Pin Up influence, hair flowers and lot’s of cleavage.

I did not know at the time how much I would fall in love with they style and culture and even though we live on a farm and are far away from any city centers where we can participate in car culture I knew I wanted to go full on “Doll”..

I am afforded a wonderful life by my husband, I stay at home, have freedom to care for the animals, have time to go on my spiritual journey with the horses and the ability to dress in as style I would like.. It is not a coincidence to me that my love of my tattoo’s goes hand in hand with the NEW Pin up look and it is also not a surprise that I feel I am more than one person at times..

Being at home on the farm I am either in my pyjamas or running about outside in gumboots and barn cloths YET when we go to town is my time to Doll up as I say..

I cannot be anymore polar opposite to these two images..

The one thing that I know for sure in this life is that I am my own being, I have never felt until this point in my life that there was a place for me.. As I went through the years I tried on many hats and none ever seemed to feel that good..

Technology has given us the ability to self promote and put out there and connect with others that have similar interests or outlooks on life..

I have finally learned no matter what I show up like, as long as I am true to myself, intentions and beliefs I am good.  It’s that internal confidence, the glow that radiates from within.. This is what we should deem attractive or popular in and for people.

I always have taken the long road to figuring things out, very much guided by my intuition or gut feeling.. My perception of life has always been different than others yet has reaped me the rewards of life because I see it with different eyes..

No matter how I show up, at the heart I am always the same person..

It only seemed fitting to make the persona of my Pin up character after my knuckle Tattoo and Bettie Page.. I started the NEW “Boss Mare Betty” FB page to accommodate that side of my personality.  Just as I did with “The Spirit Horse” FB page.

No matter what the page they are all facets of me.. Sometimes it feels easier to identify myself as different characters as they can be so different from each other..

Really how many heavily tattooed Pin Up Dolls do you see with farms and horses ❤

Since writing this Blog for “My Riding Journey FB Group” I have since opened this account and decided it was a good addition to this new site and groups of writings.


Big things come in small packages..


(Early Spring, Buckwheat on Left, Tadpole on Right)

When Tadpole was backed off the trailer Hudson and I looked at each other and shared a common though.. Is this the “mini” we just bought..?

There was a familiarity about him as Hudson led him to the paddock and I loved what would soon reveal itself about him to me..

We never judge a horse by it’s initial entrance into the herd and we reserved our thoughts of Tadpole until he was with us for a good week so we knew he had a chance to settle a bit in his new surroundings and be more of himself around the horses..

Tadpole is 3 years old and he had never had a NEW home and I believe he left his mother when he came here.. He was in a herd with other young studs and was probably in a field with not much daily handling by humans..

Coming here would have been a big change for him as he was put into a paddock, a smaller confined space than he would have been used to.. Although we try to offer constant access to hay for the horses, he would have to rely on us to bring his hay to him rather than feeding only off a round bale when ever he chose..

We also are in contact with our horses physically and in presence multiple times a day.. In the spring and summer we want to provide turn out to the field by walking the horses out of their paddocks yet sometimes weather can play apart in this and so Tadpole also had to learn we don’t always get to go out and play..

At first Tadpole seemed to be a bit of a grump.. He was possessive of his space.. Wanted to show up as the big man, ears back and snaky head.. I found his behaviour reminded me of Hudson’s old pony Flash..

As time went on and the weather went to the birds we ended up having to play musical ponies and paddocks.. The paddock that Tadpole was in was so heavily saturated by the rain that we had to block it off and he was on stall arrest.. During this time I started to see a change in him as we would take Tadpole from that stall during the day and either put him in the goat pen or turn out in the field..

I soon noticed another energy familiar to us presented and that was of Khayla our arab mare we had.. There is allot of back story with Khayla yet a quick composition of her time with us is that simply I did not have confidence in my self or my abilities around a young fresh horse and because I was insecure I put that on her too. I could not make the connection as to why I had the problems and feelings I did with her and in the end we sold her because I let fear take over and make my decisions about her..

I soon made a connection with Tadpole.. When he went out with the horses he got puffed up and I would see Spirit constantly working him as he was cheeky and full of himself yet when he was taken away from the herd and put in his stall he was jumpy and timid and made me feel like he was in fact insecure..

Before I made this connection to Tadpole I was thinking what had I gotten myself into with him.. I thought I was doing right by the herd and specially for Buckwheat so that there would be a companion once Hudson and I started road riding again..

Yet once I made the connection I felt the universe was giving me a second opportunity and this time not to doubt myself..  I have come a long road since my time with Khayla.. Spirit has taught me allot and I have faced and over come allot of fear since she was with us..

The Dentist being my #1..

So now when I go outside and I see Tadpole I don’t look at him the same way any more.. He is like me, there is a familiarity in him like he is three horses in one.. As himself and he brings back to us Flash and Khayla just like I am more than one character in my life..

Funny thing now too is the level of worry on both sides seems to have subsided..


Since the time the first part of this blog was written much has changed around the farm with Tadpole. We have all settled around him as he has settled with us.  Long are his days of trying to show us whom is the boss and he understands now what is expected of him.
He now has his own paddock and lives beside Buckwheat, winter is soon approaching so a shelter will be built before snow returns.  The boys have been keenly interested in the ponies again now that there are two and no one has to share.

Tadpole really does have a soft eye and a big heart.

Pandora’s Box

It’s my hubby Louis Birthday today and I wanted to blog a little for him today. He is currently going through a one of a kind build of his VW Micro bus into a Rod. The bus is currently in Edmonton.  I wanted to write about my perspective and appreciation for what my husband has done in order to get where he is and is going in his build.

My husband is one of those guys that if you can dream it he will make it happen. If you cannot dream it for yourself, he will help make it happen for you too.  He is a guy that gets things done and I look forward to the future when his dream is finally realized.

I would soon understand the volume of this passion when we were dating and I was first introduced to his yard.  It would take me a few years to appreciate what I was looking at exactly.  Before me as far as my eye could see was his collection of VW bits and bobs. From stripped body shells stacked upon one another, to rows of engine blocks, window and windshield glass, you name it he had it.  As the condition and deterioration of the metal and some sat in shades of orange, I could not see through the rust what he obviously was.

Once meeting Louis friends, I learned he was not alone and there were others that prized his collection as much as he. I also put two and two together that Louis collection was unlike any others as he was admired for the rare pieces and the volume of items he had. When I would talk to my friends I would suggest that we could not appreciate the enormity of his collection and passion as we did not participate in it. I would try to compare it somehow to my love of horses and I could never really get there.

I think we all have hobbies, interests and passions yet there is something to be said for the car guy. Love and appreciation is what I learned Louis possessed, that he could look at a stripped vehicle in the bush and see it for what it was.  More importantly what it could be.

I know my husband had a vision for every vehicle he ever owned yet one stood apart from the rest.  His 1966 VW Micro Bus Deluxe purchased complete and running.  With in 3 days of originally purchasing her, he had taken her apart with his dream guiding the way.

A few years ago we relocated across the Province for work, this meant Louis had to let go of all his VW collection.  By letting go of it all to get here refocused Louis and I have seen a new drive and determination to attain this goal.

The bus is currently in Edmonton at LG Kustoms and her name is Pandora’s Box.  To include me in the process Louis let me name her. It seemed a most fitting name as I know when she is finished she will be unlike any other. When you open her up you cannot imagine what you will find.

Allot of time and attention to detail is being taken during this build to bring her to her own level.  Over the years of planning and research we have not seen another build exactly like Pandora.

I am not sure I can do Pandora justice in my description of her as it is all simply over my head. I can tell you my appreciation and fascination by the intricacy and attention to details one may take for granted.

It has been a journey to get here and I look forward to her completion.  Recently Louis made a selfless decision that would make my dreams come true.  He was building an auto shop and ½ way through the build turned it into a horse barn for my horses.

I know I have given him a hard time over the years about Pandora, the other woman.

It is exciting to see his dreams being achieved. I have learned allot about things I never thought I would and the most important are of the character and passion one person can be made of.

I look forward to the day she is finally complete, it will take my breath away I am sure to see the smile on his face as all the small milestones up to this point already have.

Pandora is being built to show quality as in a Riddler Award contender. Pandora will spend her first years primarily as a trailer Queen being hauled to as many shows as we can log in road miles..
She is worth checking out..

The BOSS MARE, Betty

The Boss Mare, Betty..

The Boss Mare is the lead female horse within a herd.. She is who all the other horses look up to yet she has her responsibilities to the herd as well..

We have always had horses and years ago it came to me that I was the Boss Mare of our 2 legged herd.. As the Mum it is my job to ensure the youngest are safe, we have food and shelter when needed.. I require respect in a firm yet loving way to ensure we work together..

An animal can teach you much about life when you are quiet enough to listen and learn.. Admiration for horses and their way has helped me be the Mum I am today..

This independent character was the natural progression for me to embrace as she has taught me so much.. It was really only a matter of time before she required her own stage or mark on the social media platforms in the world of internet..

Boss Mare Betty is one of the many facets of myself. My daily life is about being on a farm, tending to small animals and the care of our horses.. The children are in an environment that allows them the natural freedom of simply being kids and because my husband and I have made choices for us to live our dream we are very happy and committed to each other even after 10 years of marriage..

We do not live that close to the nearest town.. Our favourite city is a 7 hour drive. We are really out in the tullies as they say.. If you were to stop by on any given day I would greet you in johdpurs and paddock boots.. That is unless it is our 6 month winter I am bundled up in snow pants and snow gear braving the -40.

So this you see is why going to town is a big deal, I average a trip about once a week to stock up on food and supplies and this is when Betty emerges..

My husband and I have a shared passion of tattooing, car culture and of course Pin Up.. Town days are my opportunity to step out into the world as cute as can be.

I decided it was time to showcase my interest, photo’s, reviews and journalling as it is lonesome being the only Doll in town.. ❤ YET since getting active on-line I have learned from Betty that the sky is the limit and I can make things happen.

I chose the name Betty an accumulation of woman that have stood out over time, from Betty Boop to Bettie Page and all the skater Betty’s..

For me these two names married well <3.

Although the worlds of farm life and Pin Up style are very opposite to each other, they have also complimented each other and helped me stand apart.. Living on the farm keeps me grounded and allows me to get dirty, where as Betty allows me to dress up, create and do the things that gurl’s dream of..

I love when these two worlds come together.. It is the most honest of places I come from when I am with the horses and to play and dress up including them, being inspired by them is such a reward.. ❤

Tits on a Unicorn..

From the beginning of time woman have had breasts.. Born for function these beauties also bare a form that triggers us visually. The response is in recognition of a Woman’s delicious femininity. With all the size and shape combinations the breasts also have ample names. No matter how you call them they are all around us and each set is show cased in as many fashions as one can think up.

The bosom appears to be a fan of controversy, regardless if they are aware of it or not.. They can bring up and stir many emotions and in the same hand can bring up and conjure none at all. They set us apart, literally whether a woman chooses to keep them under wraps or showcase her bosom, sensuality comes in all forms and displays and in this we admire.

I recently came across a FB Page that was embracing the above. With a cheeky approach to true booby appreciation with the combined humour and love of all Unicorns..

Introducing to you for your viewing pleasures ~ Tits on a Unicorn

I know your interested with the gorgeous name and it only gets better!

“Celebrating womanly charms” What better wording to encompass the intention of a Fabulous FB Page run by 5 of the most highly visible Pin Up Dolls on the scene right now..

*Insert Glitter* Introducing the Guardians of TOAU *Insert Sparkles*

NAOMI VONKREEPS- Star wars geek, filter lacking, dork extraordinaire, dark humoured, tattooed, internationally published alt model, possibly in love with Boba Fett.

VERONICA VIRGO- * FUCKING CLASSY * I love music… and clothes… and shoes… and food..

HARLEAN CARPENTER- Harlean Carpenter is a fiction created to create fiction. Her work is the study of a theory she once had about something she can only vaguely recall. Whatever she does next will almost certainly seem like a good idea at the time

KORINA M. LOPEZ- Helping save paws one Pinup at a time!

SALLY SPARROW- No, I am not the Sally Sparrow hunted by the Weeping Angels. I am a Vintage Pinup Model & Makeup Artist who harbours an unnatural love for corsetry, sci-fi, books, petticoats, gloves, My Little Pony and Colin Firth. I am equal parts Busby Berkeley Musical and Maleficent. Come and peek at me!

These lovely ladies came together as friends and wanted to start a fun fan page and what better direction to go then share what they love and have in common. You guessed it.. Tits and Unicorns..

The first distinguishing part of TOAU would be the two daily features.. Firstly the daily Unicorn.. An outstanding bit of Picture humour that includes at the center of attention a Unicorn, of course..

The second feature, The Daily Bazoombas. Your daily bosom picture and tantalizing write up by Mistress Sally Sparrow. Pictures of all shapes and forms, you get to know a bit more about the girl behind the bosom and see if that girl has her own page..

What a brilliant concept as you can go through all the delights if you check back through the Wall Photo album. Although the Page is new the Likes are through the roof. I can see girls lining up to submit to be the next Bazoomba of the Day..!

I know I was thrilled when I was informed I would fill this spot August 7th. Being that I have not done a “Professional” photography session. I adore taking pictures and the like. I would not have ever thought I could have been considered for such an achievement. Wow.. ❤

This for me is a new experience and specially as I am not familiar with showcasing my gurls.. This would prove to be an adventure yet after my conversation with Sally Sparrow I was even more compelled to participate as I knew and felt comfortable knowing this was in fun in a tongue and cheek campy way and I knew these ladies demanded the best and so I felt so comfortable..

Straight from the mouth of Sally Sparrow herself, she says to me…….

“We hope that people understand that we love boobs and it’s not meant in an objectifying way- it’s a celebration of womanly charms. We only feature girls that submit photos for the feature- all sizes, all shapes. We love it all! You don’t have to be a pinup model or have professional photos. We think women should love their bodies and be proud of them! We have great respect and admiration for the ladies.”

Most important to the Guardians of TOAU, they do not tolerate any derogatory comments at all and they have yet to delete any comments or block any user.

The second part of TOAU is the connection to their big sister page A page geared more to the Professional platform and it runs a contest that is based on fun and fairness no matter your genre of Pin Up style.. As read in their page description it is their “Mission to provide a fun & fair Pinup Contest environment that embraces and celebrates all types of pinup modeling. Our judging will be based upon the merits of the submitted photos and will NOT be a popularity contest based on the number of ‘likes’. will not tolerate any disparaging treatment or rude comments to any of its participants.

Yay for fairness and equal opportunity..

As for my adventure..

One of the greatest things coming into the Pin Up culture was the acceptance from other girls. I have always appreciated that beauty comes in many different forms. For me the consistent is seeing in a woman’s eyes how she is feeling about herself.

Being offered this opportunity made me feel quite special and super excited. As I love sharing the Pin Up girls I come across on FB land, I felt I was being recognized. I discovered Pin Up later than allot of other dolls, between my age and my sight I have felt is necessary to do as much as I can now. I have been collecting mental images for when I might not be able to look back at the photographic ones.

I myself have an ample bosom yet have never shown or flashed it about, My Heidi dress is probably the most cleavage put out there and so to look at pictures of woman in control of themselves and being most comfortable in their skin is very attractive and desirable to me.

Going through my collection of photos to see what I could put together I very soon discovered I did not have anything that came close to what might be considered a good ol’ cheeky shot..

My first attempt of my photos received a very bland review from my husband whom is quite the Boob guy and has given me quite the education over the past 10 years of our marriage.. He said your shots look nice, yet you can do better. Next thing I know he is researching pictures on the internet to give examples of what and how I should style myself.

My second attempt was in the yard, he happened to pick up the camera and so this time I went full out the opposite direction, shirt off trying to hold my over flowing handfuls all while keeping a demure look on my face and wonder how to make my body look all sexy and stuff..

Once reviewing the pictures I decided that was a fail too. How was I going to come up with a few enticing photos? Not over the top sex pot yet enough to give a little more lift to the eye brow when looking at them. It got to the point that any time I was in make up I was getting obsessed with trying to get the perfect shot yet all I really wanted to do was turn up my booby volume and with their size I was getting lost in them..

At the end of the day I came to the conclusion that we all package ourselves a little differently and this is what makes us eye candy. It is what comes from with in a person, what shines bright enough to be caught by film.

I adore the message of the Unicorns. It is really about embracing who you are and in my case having a cute time while doing it.. xx

Check out my FB Page for tantalizing photo’s in the “Tits on a Unicorn” Photo Album.. >.<