I was the queen of 'ghetto riding' My "show" boots were not riding boots at all, but dressy tall black boots that only went up about 3/4 way up calf that parents bought at clearnce section of Kohl's. My shirt was just a polo shirt and I had to borrow my friends breeches for shows that were a size too big. My helmet was a bicycle helmet. That was for my shows. During practice when I did finally buy my first horse I couldn't afford a martingale which my horse needed so I made my own with braided bailing twine. I couldn't afford a tack trunk to hold all my stuff so used a bubbermaid bin, and didn't ahve money to buy a tack box so used a container that got at the dollar store.
The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse's ears. ~Arabian Proverb