I attended my first rodeo the other night because my family won free tickets, and I'll try damn near anything once. Turns out, rodeo's are super fun, especially if you factor in booze. My mother had a better time at the rodeo than anyone has ever had a good time doing anything. The emcee dug her enthusiasm so much, he asked her to be his cheerleader. Wardrobe-wise, I love a good excuse to dress in theme. I went Americana for the occasion, in red fringed cowboy boots and a patriotic poncho that's really just a blanket I cut a neck-hole in.
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