I’ve been attending a lot of rodeos lately. I know nothing about rodeo… seriously, NOTHING! I don’t even know if the plural of rodeo is rodeos… it might be rodi for all I know. Okay, I know it isn’t but only because I checked.
From an outsider’s point of view, here’s what I can tell you about rodeo events:
- Sponsorship is key and health be damned (kind of) – banners around the ring and on flags paraded around tout things like chewing tobacco and alcohol but every rodeo I’ve been to has a breast cancer “Tough enough to wear pink” night.
- For the cowgirls, bling is BIG… I’m talking huge, and must be worn on everything, all at once… shirts, shoes, jeans, necklaces, hats, purses. I seriously don’t think you can OB (over bling) at a rodeo.
- There is more than one type of cowboy hat. This is I didn’t know or even think about until recently (read “yesterday”). I was so amazed by this revelation that I had to photograph them. I don’t know if there is rhyme or reason to the selection or if it’s just a preference. I probably will never know because I won’t ask and I’ll probably forget about it when I find something new to obsess over.