Sometimes we don’t have to ask a question to get an answer. Translation, sometimes a girl is just too darn shy to go up to a shirtless man and say, “Hey there, um, excuse me, sir, um young man…wow, you’re really cute…I, I, I, I mean, what I mean to say is what is your perspective on being a cowboy in southern California which is traditionally known for soulful surfers, not country cuties ? Wow, you’re not wearing much, are you?”
Please enjoy the photos I took during my recent vacation home to East County San Diego and the stop I made at KSON’s Country Fest.
I give you: A day in the life of a Southern California Cowboy
What I Would Have Asked: Dearest Will & Kate, is this your first rodeo?
WIWHA: First the royals, now surfers? Are you here with security?
WIWHA: Dearest, are you cheering for your buddy’s smoldering use of all black attire? Me too!
WIWHA: Dear Teddy Bear Cowboy, can I build one of you at that workshop in the mall?
WIWHA: Sweetie, did you remember to apply sunblock to all that?
WIWHA: No questions here. This was my bench buddy who inspired this post. His level of comfort sent me backwards in mine.
WIWHA: Audience poll, what would you have asked this two-stepping cutie?
WIWHA: I think the question is pretty obvious here, tee or tats?
WIWHA: A guy and girl are sitting in a bar. One of them is your girlfriend. Show me the look you shoot the guy…
WIWHA: Whose picture are you snapping, dear Prince of the Rodeo?
WIWHA: Is this really the end, stud?
I hope you have a better understanding of the Southern California Cowboy. Or at least enjoyed the photos.