Um, I just bought cowboy boots. Wait... I should rephrase: I just bought hunter green cowboy boots. I have been working on finding a good pair of boots for my Paraguay adventures, and apparently these are it. I don't understand.
When I asked myself "why, self, would you buy cowboy boots?" the only answers I could come up with were:
a) they were inexpensive, good quality, versatile boots
b) my alter-ego is a teenager who thinks its still 2004
c) this is some manner of pre-culture shock, where I want to consume the most American of things
Ha, I actually think all of the above are pretty much true. In addition to the boots I also bought a few vintage polyester shirts in colorful prints and a wool jacket. All should coordinate well with my khaki pants, which I have brought out of storage - now that I'm going to be 'supervising' people, I realized I can't wear just jeans and t-shirts every day.
Thus, the wardrobe overhaul. And thus, the cowboy boots... giddyup.
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