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About a year ago, my oldest friend got engaged. Soon after, I received a package in the mail. Now, getting anything in mail that I didn’t order for myself is exciting, but after I saw her name in the corner I freaked out. To this day I’m ashamed at how long it took me to put together the 16-piece puzzle she made from a picture of our Resting Bitch Faces with the words “I can’t say I do without you.” For anyone who hasn’t been a bridesmaid, this moment consists of a five-minute phone call frenzy and an invite to the elusive Pinterest wedding board. I scrolled around for a bit, added the mandatory participation pins, and it dawned on me: I will be wearing cowboy boots in this wedding. While normally I would be against this faux-country fad, this is a fitting theme for a couple who recently bought three pigs on a whim.
I’m from a small town – I’ve driven a tractor, and I can more than just hold my own at a Garth Brooks concert. But seeing as I’m not a cowboy, sporting their footwear has always seemed like a poseur move. I bit the bullet and dropped a third of my rent on a pair of boots that used to be a cow. The lady in the store was adamant that I break these in before the day of, which would turn out to be the best advice I’d ever gotten.
I’ve relocated from the aforementioned small town to Toronto, where it’s safe to say that the cowboy population is zero. I work in a pretty casual office, so I decided I would explain my situation to my coworkers, wear the boots to work, and get it done. A real get-in-get-out attitude. Soon enough, I was going full Nashville in downtown Canada… and guys. are. loving. it.
Last week I was grabbing a few groceries I needed for dinner and got asked out in produce section. A guy on the streetcar invited me out for drinks. Two people who have come into my office have given me their number. I’ve also noticed a significant increase in the cat-calling I receive on my way to the office. I can’t say this is my favourite thing, but it is what it is – whistles talk.
Why are guys so into it? Maybe they assume I’m from the south or somewhere else cooler than here. Maybe they think I’m pursuing a career in country music. Maybe it’s some kind of joke that everyone else is in on.
I’d like to think they’re just a great conversation starter. Whether it’s good or bad, I stand out in this attire. Even if his “nice boots” compliment is laced in irony, we’re talking now. I come back with a witty remark. I never actually tell you why I’m dressed like this. It’s intriguing. And just like that, my sticky-note list of prospects needs a full-sized sheet of paper.
I was in a rut for so long, and I blame that on blending in. I’m still the same person, but now people take a second look.
Take a risk, ladies, and buy some cowboy boots. .
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I would say “sup?” but I’m my application to be Bests’ trophy husband is still pending, so instead I’ll say good on you.
Being from Tennessee and now living in the Delta, boots on a girl always raise a key question. Is she cool and down to earth? Or a horse girl? Horse girls are bat shit crazy.
Fact.
Horse girls are just rich cat ladies.
Horse girls are crazy, I had a horse girl for a roommate in college. She would put her saddle on the couch and watch tv while sitting on it. Like on the back rest of the couch that was perpendicular to the tv. Never forget…
There are levels of crazy. It all depends on what type of horseback riding she does. It can range from full batshit to low key crazy. I’m just saying we are not all full batshit insane.
Sup?
Boots on a girl shows me that she’s a hard worker which is great for my aspirations of being a stay at home, part time live in boyfriend.
The New American Dream
It’s legit, she’s from Canada, what with u’s in words they don’t belong. What colour are your boots?
I can confirm that cowboy boots on the right girl are damn sexy.
You gotta wear boots if you want to knock boots.
Woo girls. . .
Eh?
I, too, am a victim of the trend of having to buy boots for being a bridesmaid. I’ve only worn them once (at the wedding) but you’ve inspired me to break them out even though I live in Texas where most everyone wears boots.
Sup?