I’m not certain if my love for cowboy outfits could be attributed to my childhood experiences. We used to have horses as the best means of transportation when i was very young. I remembered feeling like flying when the horse crosses some cliffs through a swift and powerful leap. The best ride I could remember was when I was five and was with friends going home after church. I felt too small against the horse yet too carefree to mind the heights; after all, I was giggling along with friends. The cowboy rider was our hero.

I really love horses and I dream that at least before I retire, I can get a horse as beautiful as this.

Thus my love for cowboy gears. I’ve got no horse. but that does not matter. I can collect cowboy hats instead. And cowboy boots too. Or just anything that’s cowboy.
Do you see what a beutiful cowboy hat I got for myself here?
Do you really think the giraffe was actually eating my backpocket? lol, no. It was just asking for more bananas. But i needed to take our photo together first before i could feed it for more.

I went tired feeding the girrafes and walking, laughing and roaming arond the Safari World that I needed to have a rest and share the seat of these glamorous statutes. They were really lovely.

So one day I went shopping for cowboy hats. Guess what? I had to travel four hours from the city just to get cheaper leather hats. But anyway, it was worth the travel since I also enjoyed visiting around.
I hope I don’t look stupid here but this is just the silly side of me. lol.


I did not notice the guy behind me was handsome [
ssshhh, don’t tell my honey, lol] I was too preoccupied seeing the scenery while having the cruise. Also, I was too excited to get to the next stop and see the extremely huge sculpted penis lying inside the temple [
so I was told].

But instead, I found myself climbing this Everest temple of Wat Arun. Whew! By the way, while going down the stairs, a French guy was taking photos of me. I bet he was up to write his next article “The Fashionable Climb”.

All these activities did not happen all in a single day, mind you. That would be too exhausting. But their common denominator, I was with a cowboy hat.
What about you? What are your cowboy collections?