There is along story behind being able to actually have the photo taken and actually posting it for the world to see.
I suffered a lot of sexual harrassment in the past and even my own ex hubby was so jealous of his co-workers even seeing my legs, that he used to make comments to me in the form of disparaging remarks so that I woud feel bad about myself.
And of course, I believed it. I went through a phase where I believed that I was unattractive, and had to hide my body. I went for years and never wore a dress or shorts. Always long dark pants.
Anyway, I finally left him. Although it was a difficult thing to do with five year old in tow and no job, but I knew if I stayed I would wither away.
After I moved out, I began to find that men did indeed find me attractive.
I then had to put up with unwanted attention. A couple of times I had to go to a boss to get help with the situation just to get a couple of men to leave me alone.
Sigh......I was born with blonde wavy hair.....sometimes total strangers would come up and touch my hair...Ooohh, baby.....
At one point, I got so withdrawn from all the unwanted attention. I wanted to hide myself. I cut my hair off..really, really short. I started wearing big baggy sweaters and skirts to my ankles.
It was a long process and with the help of some counselling and some very good friends I gradually started to come out of my shell.
I had let my hair grow again, but I was so hot this summer, I had to get it cut. I dug out my bikini and thought it might be fun to take a "saucy" picture for someone in a riding club who happened to think I'm a guy. Our riding club has a forum and memebrs all over the place. This particular member took it for granted I'm a guy.

So-o-o-o-o-, I showed him I'm not.
For me to first actually do the photo and then to post it, is a huge step in peeling off the layers (no pun intended) of self consciousness and shyness.
Of course, learning to ride and getting better at it all the time did wonders for my self confidence.
This was the first one....notice how anonymous I stayed with the helmet on....
Then I found a more discreet place to play with my tripod and camera and voila....
I wonder what that youngster thinks of 55 year olds now.
