This weekend, I went to my happy place: a honky-tonk.
I love line-dancing (even if I only know how to do about three of them), and I love two-stepping (assuming the guy isn’t creepy – not always a guarantee), and I love wearing cowboy boots. So, a honky-tonk is really one of my favorite places on earth.
I wrote a lengthy post after my birthday about this very establishment and what I chose to wear in celebration, but it kept getting deleted, and I kept getting frustrated. So, to recap, here is that outfit:
I decided to class up my boots with some lace, and I liked it.
This weekend, I chose a burnt orange, asymmetrical dress that I wore to a friend’s wedding in September – it might be good luck, because I caught the bouquet. Unfortunately, I think the bouquet was faulty.
The dress is from Forever 21, and I accessorized with golds, browns, and greens. I also left my head in this picture, even though I hate myself in selfies, because I was super impressed with how good my hair looked.
I didn’t dance all that much, but a 50 year old Willie Nelson look-alike did ask me to dinner, so I guess the outfit worked for someone. What do you think?