Cowboys and Sissy
Seems whenever I have a million things on my mind, and a lot of reponsibilities -I go and do something crazy like attend a PRO-Rodeo. That's right... I said Rodeo. You haven't seen anything til you've witnessed a show horse do a dance and prance around as if in Cabaret. Mr. P decided to combine Spanish hustler with brokeback mountain--
this was the only thing Western I could come up with... kind of Manson Family revival

I.D. had the Western award for best Rodeo get-up. She put all of us posers to shame

here's the smallest member of the best rodeo family around. He can lasso just about anything and make a horse spin in circles for days

check out the bull rider busting out of the gate--We saw some serious body stomping

Mr. P really enjoyed Too Tall and his little pony act

Danny chose kettle corn and roasted corn over the funnel cake stand-(-that's hard to resist folks)

this is what happens when you see an overabundance of suede bedazzled fringe and leather-

I got this close to the leg of Miss Rodeo California- She was giving Dolly a run for the money

Mr P. was filled with a jealous rage--mostly because all the real Cowboys looked so grand in their stay press slacks and huge belt buckles. They could see right through his sissy leather vest. After the Rodeo we stayed and attended the country dance. Those bucking bronco cowboys have groupies. Serious David Lee Roth style groupies. Mr. P. attempted to learn a little line dance. This was met with much laughter.






kime! they put me in the hospital for my appendix!
Posted by: Emma | October 22, 2006 at 07:09 PM