She’s a movie queen – a cowgirl. She’s got a rope. In different eras they have different fads. They had lots of rodeos. She’s got a big long rope there for a lasso to throw around a steer or a horse’s neck…or a man! She’s got a big, long one.
She has a lot of authority maybe she’s an instructor
Her hairdo looks like the ‘20s. Maybe 1931. This is in Nevada. It’s not the desert and not the mountains. You see foliage – the lush flowers. She looks like a dude, not a cowgirl.
Her name is Elsie. She’s not a beauty, but she has a very nice face and a sweet smile. Those pants are sort of fringed at the bottom. Maybe she’s on a dude ranch.
She’s real. She’s a cowgirl who is a cowboy. Because cowgirls didn’t call themselves cowgirls. They called themselves real ones.
She’s really looking for an animal that is wild to us what is called a riatta. It’s used in cowboys. It’s real. It is okay to be seen as real.
She’s 40, maybe 50. Her face is unlined. She’s young. Possibly 28. This is rugged life. The terrain – there’s hills in the back.
She looks like she has a kind face. She’s a helper. She helps the dudes from the city get on the horses. You have to be a caregiver to do that work. You have to be strong.
Sher hair is trimmed like a movie queen. Her chaps are made of lambs’ wool. They’re curly. They look like girls hair. She dressed herself up like how cowboys dress. She’s trying to lasso a horse and it ran away. She’s wondering, “How did that horse get away? “
Her hat is soft. It’s felt. Her hat looks like a park ranger hat.
Her stance is one of i-see-something-in-meadows. She’s wondering, “When am I going to start? I see them out there, but I don’t know how I’m going to get them herded.” She’s not always been a cowgirl. She used to be a secretary. But she thought it was boring. She wanted to be outside with animals and people.
The chaps fit her pretty good. Custom-made, Hollywood style. They protect both her and the horse.
This place is a mess – thistles, white flowers, trees. Mountains in the back.
She’s got a scarf. A green and white scarf that doesn’t go with the rest of her outfit. It’s about sweat and hard work. So they can put them inside their hats. They wear it around their face to keep the dust out. It’s a pretty scarf. It’s silk.
She looks like she’s looking into a mirror. She looks like she’s in charge with her hands on her hips. She’s just lost. But she’s really enjoying the whole situation. She’s nonplussed. She doesn’t know which way to turn. But they’re out there somewhere. Her horse went away but it doesn’t phase her. Because she’s a competent and confident person. She’s smiling in a way. She’s not frightened.
Not hundreds. Everyone is different. There are beautiful birds. And dandelions. Edelweiss. But a different species than in The Sound of Music.
It’s really just a big Hollywood that they’re just dressed up in a costume. So a gorgeous cowboy comes by and says, “Come up on my horse with me, baby.” And they ride off into the sunset. Like westerns.