These Boots Were Manufactured for the Purpose of Ambulating
I'm currently writing a story about a female gunslinger, so I figured it'd be fun (and useful!) to absorb myself in the Wild West persona. Step one: cowboy boots. I've lived in Kansas all my life, but I've never owned a pair of cowboy boots. I figured they'd be incredibly uncomfortable—the authentic ones have those pointy, cuneiform-shaped toes, and they look like they might do more damage to your tootsies than the slickest pair of Jimmy Choos. I was wrong. Nick and I went to Nigro's this weekend, a cowboy wonderland in Kansas City, and I bought this fabulous and comfortable pair of distressed-leather boots. Why are they so distressed, you may ask? Because they can't stand being so sexy!
Below, you'll see me sauntering about in my new boots.
This is me posing in my boots.
Last, but not least, this is me getting ready to go buy my new boots! I know, it doesn't really fit the theme, but the hair thing looked kind of trippy and I thought it was neat.
All pictures by Nick, by the way.
FYI: For those concerned, my recent acquisition of cowboy paraphernalia does not mean I'll be changing my political affiliation. Now for Step Two. A horse with no name.
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