A DAY IN THE LIFE: Bra baring and boot stomping through Brooklyn
My take on the Urban
Cowboy Cowgirl. With a hint of neon and a prim and proper neck.
Appearances can be deceiving. The Urban Cowgirl loves a flash of skin.
These boots were made for
Walken walkin’… to acting class, and the laundromat, and gypsy busses to Jersey, and that cafe I like, and the bodega for a club soda because I drank too much last night.
(Boots are good for dancing, too.)
A giant bag is a New York necessity for holding subway reading, and my planner, and monologues, and coffee cards, and a purple pen, and three types of condoms.
A good hair day always means that it will be a good life day.
Just don’t try to cat call at me. I’ll probably flip you off.