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September 29, 2014

Why The Long Face???

And don't pretend you people don't do things like this all the time.

neigh.pngDress up like a horse and cart people around, we mean:

When I'm in the pony gear, I feel freer,' she explains. 'It's about who you are, it's about expressing yourself. I become me.'

...'There's something about the way she must feel in her pony finery with her mane and her tail and her ears and her beautiful bridle, the whole nine yards, that liberates her and gives her a more fabulous field in which to gallop.'

And Leanne certainly isn't shy about getting out and about in her pony ensemble, despite the full look including a rather revealing rubber jumpsuit.

From a trip to the shops, a gallop around the yard or even a day out at the races, nowhere is off limits for Leanne's pony persona.

Ah well, as long as everyone involved has signed a consent form in triplicate, who are we to quibble with alternative lifestyles?

Posted by Cassandra at September 29, 2014 07:21 AM

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Oh my. Who has the riding crop and spurs? Inquisitive minds want to know. Oh never mind.

Posted by: CAPT Mongo at September 29, 2014 09:27 AM

Did CSI do an episode about something like this?
I thought it was made up....
yikes.

Posted by: DL Sly at September 29, 2014 12:40 PM

Oh my. Who has the riding crop and spurs? Inquisitive minds want to know. Oh never mind.

*cough*

Err... excuse me. I'm a little horse, today.

Posted by: Won't you be my Neigh-bor? at September 29, 2014 12:46 PM

Oh really? I couldn't tell.

Posted by: Evil Twin at September 29, 2014 01:04 PM

The refrain from "Eminence Front" keeps running through my head...

It's a put-on, it's a put-on...

There's undoubtedly someone out there that's turned on by this nonsense (just read Kraft-Ebbing for examples of other weird crap people do), but it didn't arise organically- it was originally a creation of a fashion designer for a photo-shoot, and then they decided to see if anyone would fall for this as a fetish.

I think economists call this "artificially created demand".

Posted by: bud at September 29, 2014 01:25 PM

Oh my that hurt, I think I blew a gasket. I saw the picture of her pulling the trap and saw the guy with the coconut shells from the Monty Python movie.

I wonder how she does on a longe line?

Posted by: Allen at September 29, 2014 03:39 PM

I am unavailable for comment....

Posted by: The Horse That Sat on Grim at September 29, 2014 03:44 PM

*SNORT*

Posted by: DL Sly at September 29, 2014 04:15 PM

*SNORT*

Hey! That's *my* line!

Posted by: The Horse That Sat on Grim at September 29, 2014 04:46 PM

Not my fault you dropped your line after the cue.
Perhaps if you weren't so reclined, you'd have broken a rib (or two) and the show would have gone on.
0>;~}

Posted by: DL Sly at September 29, 2014 06:26 PM

Why I oughta....

[shaking hoof in the air]

Posted by: The Horse That Sat on Grim at September 29, 2014 06:33 PM

Well, it appears that Leanne's conjecture is confirmed: other women who try it do like pretending to be horses!

Once around the block and then to the pub, eh? Get up, now.

Posted by: Grim at September 29, 2014 07:09 PM

:D

Posted by: The Horse That Sat on Grim at September 29, 2014 08:16 PM

Where did you find a bit to fit that big?

*skipping off through the mountains, across the river and down the dirt road*
0>;~]

Posted by: DL Sly at September 29, 2014 09:03 PM