(Coat: All Saints, Denim Shirt: Madewell, Tee: Vince, Denim: Rag & Bone, Belt: purchased in Norway, boots: via Anthropologie)
Believe it or not there is a country [line-dancing] bar in the area and we went cow-girlin’ for a night last week. The name of the bar is actually called Rocky Tonk but it has since been renamed to Ronky Tonk for several reasons. One of them being the blatant error in pronunciation and the other being it’s association to thrifted [and overly bedazzled] denim jackets handpicked for future Ronky occasions.
But more importantly.. I finally had good reason to wear my latest boots purchase [besides clunking around on the plane over because it couldn't fit in my luggage]. If you remember from previous fashion obsessed posts I had talked about wanting them. I thought the likelihood of the purchase was pretty slim [since I have been trying only to buy essentials for a while] but they went on sale! I couldn’t help myself. I love a good sale.
It was perfect for the occasion. Although the heel was a little high to be getting my yeehawing on but it did the job. I learned new moves in my new fancy boots and got my two-step on for sure!
There is something so fun about country music and line dancing. Besides the sense of energy and cheesy [and sometimes poorly written] love songs I think it has a lot to do with the culture that is incredibly unique to America. Makes you feel a certain connection to it all. You know? Like you are somehow [automatically] apart of it. It just makes you want to have a good time!
I wanna ronky tonk all night!