I went to Stagecoach today for a pair of chaps...
I came out with a pair of chaps, a pair of half chaps, and Cowboy Magic Body Shine.
And my father wants to take me and my mother to the tack store soon. My mother is 100x more of a shopaholic than me.
I don't even want to imagine how that shopping trip is going to turn out...I'm sure it will start out to be "just to look". But then I'll tell my mother why that cute halter and saddle pad would be handy and look sooo cute on Lucky, and she'll look at those chocolate brown paddock boots and say those would look so good with my chaps, and then I'll get sparkly hoof polish for the heck of it and my mom will giggle like a little girl and grab a bottle of QuicBraid.
And onnnn it will go...and my father will be broke.