Good on ya!!!!!TMI, but many years ago, once a year, I used to ride my horse 150 miles across Death Valley with a big group. 100+ riders. One day of the 7 day ride, the girls would ride out first wearing jeans and a pink bandanna. There was something about riding shirtless through the desert. Wind and sun on your skin. I'll carry that memory forever. Sigh...
I'll be collecting bail money. Yes. I'm still laughing out loud picturing them walking into the jail! They better warm the paint first too!![]()
Being on a horses back with the wind and sun on your chest is a sensation a woman will never forget. You guys have no idea how much women envy men not having to wear bras and shirts!