I went to my first horse show of the season yesterday and was promptly reintroduced to the epitome of sexy…men in chaps.
Now don’t get me wrong; I’m old enough to realize that not everyone has the same idea of ‘hubba hubba.’ But I come from a place where farm boys were admired and cowboys were revered with open-mouthed admiration. Where everyone and her aunt Sue had a thing about a guy with bowed legs and a Skoal ring in the back pocket of his jeans.
This concept was so ingrained in me that I believed everyone drooled when a guy with a Stetson walked by, but I’m beginning to see things differently because a couple of days ago, I went to a farm store with an old friend of mine. We were waited on by a guy in overalls. He was sixty-five years old if he was a day, had a bit of a belly and a hairline that had admitted defeat some years ago. But, after four decades on the farm, Tamara had just wintered in Florida for the first time. I’m not sure, but I think Fort Lauderdale is somewhat short on its share of farmers, because Tami actually gave a dreamy little sigh and said, “Ahhh, a man in Carthartts.”
Which got me remembering the time I took my daughter to see the Canadian Mounties ride drills a while back. Tara had just spent her first full year away from the horse show circuit, and at the end of the Mounties’ performance, went to the rail to speak with one of the riders. Afterwards, I noticed she was looking a little dewy eyed. I asked what had happened and she promptly replayed the conversation. “Well, he said, ’I have to go take care of my mare,’ and I said, ‘tee hee hee.’”
Now, generally speaking my daughter is not a ‘tee hee hee’ type of girl, but apparently there is something about a man in high boots and spurs that brought out the twitter in her.
So what’s it all about, Alfie? Is it how we were raised? Is it something very personal? Or is it something inherent in all women to admire the alpha male? And which is your favorite brand?
The fireman? The rock star?
The guy in (or out of) uniform? Do you have a story about somebody who just did it for you even though it made no logical sense? Or even better, do you remember a time when you were silly over a man who offended all your feminist sensibilities? Do tell.