Western Look with a Boho Hook

I realized today, sitting by the pool watching my sweet 8 year old and 11 year old kids play, that in 6 years, I will have known and stayed besties with some of my friends for 20 years. 20 years! What kind of madness is that?! I am not old enough to be friends with anyone for 20 years. And next year, look at that, I’ll be 20 years old. With age, as you’ve heard so many times, comes major responsibility. Whether it be buying your own house, accepting a big girl job, getting proposed to or anything else requiring major bank loans and your free time cut in half, friendships are necessary for every moment life has to offer. As much as I hate to admit it, I am probably the most annoying friend ever. I always want someone around me, always want someone to talk to on the phone, and always want to have someone to dance the night away with. These are definitely normal friend things, but my way of doing these things is definitely way more intense than you may be thinking. Being alone FREAKS ME OUT and I find it to be so unnecessary because there’s 7 billion people on this Earth! It sounds silly and it 100% is, but that’s how I’ve felt since I quickly grew up from the weird and awkward middle-schooler, to the confused, “Mom, I learned how to make something other than mac n cheese!” 19 year old. Growing up is really weird–you have childhood friends, neighborhood friends, high school friends, college friends, and adult friends. In all moments of your life, you have a certain “type” of friend. Whether it be a random aquaintence or in my case, a bestie of 20 years, you are surrounded by people. These people shape who you are in every way. Don’t get me wrong, everyone has their own personality, but every person you speak or see everyday changes a little something about you. I have noticed if I start to lean towards hanging around the wrong kind of people, I start to change and end up disliking who I have become after the deed has already been done. This year, I experienced more people than I ever thought I would. I had to choose my besties wisely, to keep myself in the right place with my faith, my trust, and my problems and solutions. It was a very hard task, considering I was pushed into a school of 33,000 people and a pledge class of 68 new homies to share memories with my Freshman year. I found the best community I thought possible. I have never met a group more intentional, more outgoing, more weird, or more honest. They have already shaped me into a better person, especially in the past 6 months. I encourage you to surround yourself with the people you want to be, and strive for that. It is very important to keep your friends close to your heart, and make sure the ones you have are here to stay.

This week’s look comes from a plethora of my favorite stores. This ensemble mirrors western, but boho, with a little classy twist. This Forever 21 cowgirl suede choker pulls the focus to the beautiful burnt orange top. These colors are warm and are perfect for fall. My jean skirt, Forever 21, adds some fun to the outfit. As you watch the shirt beautifully flow down, the skirt enhances your curves and lets them shine. This skirt can be paired with any grunge tee, casual spring top, or honestly anything for that matter. It’s comfortable, stretchy, and easy to slide on. This cross-tie style top keeps the look classy, while giving something for the choker to match and pull that orange out. I personally love this choker, because it can be paired with SO much. The color is a burnt brown, and it gives each look a fashionable, but sassy Western look. The floppy hat gives the look a more bohemian feel, and pulls everyone’s eyes to your face. The dark black contrast against the burnt orange and blue immediately pulls focus to your face and highlights your beautiful eyes. As you walk through the city, this look is perfect for making that sassy walk though the park or to score you that awesome retail job at the store down the street.

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