Monday, March 11, 2013
So, once upon a time I had a boyfriend when I was a teenager. And we were talking about the future as stupid teenagers do. And he mentioned that he wanted to live in the city -- I grew up just outside of Toronto -- and when I didn't agree, he said in disgust "Wait.. are you a country girl?"
Needless to say, it didn't work out.
And wouldn't you know it; I moved to a small town. And people sometimes ride their horses down my street. And there are lots of baby cows. And once, a bat flew in my house.
And sometimes, I wear cowboy boots.
And I often think about how I am a little bit of a country girl at heart. I like my space. Of course, I also like my sparkle, my stilettos, my ballerina-wear and my leopard, too. So there you go.
Cardi: c/o modbod
So yeah. Basically: Tutu + sequined shirt + leopard + cowboy boots = no categorized style whatsoever. I WILL NOT BE LABELED. Country girl, city girl, respecter of sequins, hider of sun. Your friendly neighborhood Jae!