It was terribly improper of me, I know. The sad truth? I can't exact fit into any of my hunt coats right now. I thought about going for the Ariat super stretch soft shell but wasn't about to take the chance of, gasp, flashing my show shirt when the snap buttons....unsnapped.
Forget about soft elbows let alone bending arms that are stuffed into the sleeves like tiny sausages.
Did I care for a single moment that I was not in a show coat? Of course not! I was neatly turned out, my horse impeccably turned out (minus a tiny poop on face- inevitable)- and ready to rock my division!
I'm busting my butt 6 days a week in my fitness class and know that when it's (rated) show time next year those damn coats will be too big!
So chill. It'll be fine.
|Grey on grey on grey camo- so no one can see me|