It wasn't until I went to college and I got my first motorcycle that I understood the thrill of speed.
I completely fell in love with riding horses. I really didn't want to wear a helmet when I would go off with the trainer on weekends, galloping through forests and stuff. But thank God he made me, because one time, I was going under a tree and my helmet hit a branch. It literally would have taken my head off.
I have designs I like applied to my helmet, motorcycle, riding suits, gloves,and boots. I have a designer friend of mine put the designs on them for me. I think a livery on the helmet is significant in expressing a rider's personality.
As everyone knows I've got a passion for horses.
I have a really great show jacket from Lavalliere that's really well made, and I have a great pair of Gucci jodhpurs, which is hilarious.
Well, I'm a Harley Babe.
When I let my hair down, I just let it down. It's more comfortable in my helmet.
The saddle is a place for dreaming when there's hours of trail ahead.
Full-face helmets look stupid.
Nestor beckoned to me and I dismounted with care.I handed the reins to the boy with thanks. I do not wish to see that hard-charging bag of bones again, unless it is in my soup.
I don't like a snug-fit helmet.
Horse is fine. I'll ride a horse.
A motorcycle is an independent thing.
