When 'Horse Girls' Become 'Horse Women'

It was the night of the Exotic Erotic, and I was stuck in traffic in suburban Connecticut with the college equestrian team. The annual Exotic Erotic dance ("the less you wear, the less you pay"), would start in one hour, and there was no way I was going to make it back in time to partake in my new favorite pastime: "pre-gaming." It was at that moment, drenched in a potent mixture of sweat, manure, and horse snot, that I decided that I wouldn't be spending the next four years driving around New England; it was time to pair an unflattering bathing suit top with a pair of cut-off Seven jeans and do shots of Popov vodka. It didn't matter that at the age of 8, peaking around 11, slightly petering out at 15, and then roaring back for college at 18, I had been obsessed with horses for most of my life.

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