Another day, another Ro Ro Diva polish. Yesterday was a really, really sunny day so I raced to put on the one polish from Flannel Fixation that I knew would need epic amounts of sunlight to be appreciated. And here it is.
Midnight Ride, sunlight
But this is what it looks like most of the time indoors. Kind of black.
And here's one with flash.
Okay, so Midnight Ride (great name) is a dark, dark purple polish that looks "almost black" most of the time indoors or in overcast light. When the sunlight hits it, though, you get a pleasant surprise: beautiful jewel-like sparkle that makes the whole almost black thing completely worth it. I love this polish. I think if I'm ever looking for something a little darker, a little vampier, this is what I'll reach for. Its shimmer is just too beautiful; purple, red and dark blue that contribute to the polish's overall deep purple tone.
It kind of looks like it glows from within, but really only when the sun hits it directly. This makes it kind of a contradiction: ideal for summer, yet "too dark" for most people during that season. I have no problem wearing shades like this during the summer or spring, so I'm putting this on reserve until then.
I was going to save this for the end of my [slow-going] collection review, but I decided that today I have to show you guys my midnight ride. All through high school I did a ton of equestrian stuff. My mom used to teach horseback riding, so I literally was raised in a barn. She used to take me down there while she was teaching and I would play in the dirt and harass the ponies. I dunno, whatever a five-year-old does. My mom never pushed me to pursue the sport, but when I was about thirteen I decided it was high time I begin lessons. That's when my obsession began. As soon as my mom saw how into it I was she did everything she could to encourage it, and that included letting me take care of my own horse. I have to warn you that I don't have a scanner and that this picture is from...a while ago. I literally took a picture of this picture, so the quality is weird. It makes it look kind of dream-like, but whatever. Here's my boy, my midnight ride.
My baaaaaby. Robinson, Robbie for short. He was kind of old, though. He taught me a lot of things: patience, responsibility...and dressage. He was a dressage champion so he kind of made it so I hardly had to try; he was just so well-trained. One day his eye got cloudy, I think due to glaucoma, so he became head-shy. I couldn't get his bridle on him. We gave him some time off, let him hang out in the paddock. One day his saw his horsey friend enter the paddock from across the field and he got too excited. He tried to run over to greet her, but I think his balance was off because of his bad eye. He fell and hurt his leg. He was already old so...we had to make a tough decision. I miss him often. He was a good friend. He was a Westphalian, which made him huge by nature (breed trait). To give you an idea, here we were together. Again, sorry for my jank pseudo-scan.
I had to stand on a picnic table to clean his ears. But he was a gentle giant.
Okay, I totally got off on a tangent. Sorry! I'm a little emo, I guess. All the names of the Rodeo Diva polishes get me kind of nostalgic, even though I rode English saddle (dressage, specifically) and not Western. Oh well. I'll be back with another polish for you guys tomorrow :D