I think I was 7 or 8 here... many many MANY years ago. My horse was 2 or 3 at that time. :-) And he wasn't gelded yet.
I was a "hero" that I rode around on a STALLION!!!
Oddly enough... ole Rowdy was the only "stallion" I rode for a long LONG time. It wasn't long before he was gelded and things got a little bit easier.
As I "matured"... like that will ever happen... I found myself trying to look "older". At age 24 I cut my hair short because "old women don't have long hair!" Mistake.
At age 30 it was still short but dang, I was hot. Hot enough to snag the man I've been with for the last 20 years!!!!! woo Hoooo!!1
That's a story for another day.
So then, I got a few years older and people still questioned my age. Naturally, Glamour Shots tend to do a FANTASTIC job at making anyone look presentable.
Yeah... that's me... once upon a time.
HOWEVER! The man in the wedding photo above helped to guide me back to my "roots" and enjoy the fact that pretty fades, but stupid lasts forever (snort).
Therefore, I have come to the conclusion that make-up is a waste of money, I'm pretty handy with a pair of scissors... AND... it's really REALLY difficult to have a serious conversation with someone while wearing a frog stocking-hat. :-)
Time flies and we get older... but do we have to get "old"????? Hell no, my friends. :-) It recently dawned on me that I "look my age". At first I was surprised and then I realized... well HELL... I AM that old lmao.
Enjoy the ride.......
