I like indians. Brave nature people in a beautiful, wild environment. That, of course, is a romanticized image that came about from reading Silver Arrow and Winnetou comics all my childhood.
As a child I made my own Indian clothes, horse saddle, weapons... super fun!
I once painted myself in war colors with my mother's lipstick. She had to wash me really hard for a whole week to get it off. I was almost out of skin! That was less fun!