It's ages since I went to a horse race and I recall periods of intense boredom alleviated with a spark of interest as the leaders raced to the finish post. This time I was AGOG! But at the ladies - not the horses!
I must have looked at every woman on the packed grounds; particularly those my size and those whom I imagine I shape up to (in my dreams!) I admired their frocks, dress sense, deportment and the neatly turned ankles in the range of fabulous shoes - the thinnest diamente straps; elegant courts, etc. some sandals with stilleto heels so thin it was a marvel that the wearer could glide across the manicured lawns. A slight breeze was blowing, emphasising the ladies' body shapes as the light filmy materials fluttered against their thighs. Oh, but I was ecstatic ... imagining myself in the same outfits and enjoying the sensual pleasure of how wonderful it must be to be an attractive woman upon such an occasion.
I was there for fully seven hours and enjoyed every minute of the day: you can bet I'll be there next year!
Have any of you girls shared my day of enjoyment? Perhaps it wasn't a Cup Race Day but some other event where the ladies were dressed to display their wonderful femininity. I imagine the Henley Regatta (UK) would offer a similar opportunity but I have no concept of what events in the USA bring out the lovely ladies in such delightful droves.
