>Bolo Tie, Rosy Fringe, and Muddy Boots
An afternoon spent frolicking by a creek in the foothills of Santa Barbara is the perfect way to wind down during the current trend of unusually warm winter weather in California. I find that it is in the best interest of personal serenity to seize this opportunity to be outside as often as possible while the weather still permits; It is still cool enough to layer varying colors, textures, and patterns while warm enough to shed those layers in the sun.
Wearing a bolo tie, billowy blouse over a short dress, with tights and short boots (I just can’t with the term “shooties”) for a walk in the woods may seem silly to some, but The Unconventional is at the root of a bohemian lifestyle. I feel that accessorizing with my favorite vintage bolo tie adds a touch of Southwestern ruggedness to my otherwise delicate ensemble. This worn-in style is mirrored at the bottom of my outfit by noticeably muddy, yet classic, black ankle boots. These boots, by the way, have made it through my relentless careless and spontaneous exploits. They have been forced to endure torture simply because they not only coordinate with most of my outfits but are also incredibly comfortable for walking, stomping, and general hooligan behavior. In fact, they are currently so muddy because I wore them to a mountain party over this past weekend. Yes, that is exactly how it sounds – a group of young revelers setting up a generator-powered DJ set in the middle of the woods on a bitterly cold and foggy January night to dance until they can’t take anymore. The fog was a certain kind of mystical presence that united everyone in awe and fear that it would soon turn into rain. Now, I look down at my muddy boots and am reminded of the night that I danced amongst the clouds.