Showing posts with label boots. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boots. Show all posts

Sunday, April 18, 2010

My Conversion to Cowgirl

PART 1
In their quest to convert this suburban girl into an urban one, my husband and the Welch's have me listening to a lot more country music.  I suppose this transition was bound to happen at some point, living with the son of two "Americana" enthusiasts.   Like my switch from Jew to Jesus, this choice was mine to make.  It started slowly with the introductions of a few crossover hits.

The day that changed my life forever was when I told Matt, "I listened to the country music stations on my way to and from Escondido [80 minute drive each way] because I like the stories I heard in the songs."  I'm  going to sound grey-haired here, but today's music lacks a narrative, twists, a theme and lessons that make me want to listen 'til the end.

Since that day, Matt has programmed 105.1 Go Country & KFRG to my car radio pre-sets, rekindled my childhood interest in Randy Travis and fed my musical brain current and classic country songs that I now unconsciously start blurting out lyrics to.

PART 2
Over lunch, yesterday, my in-laws mentioned the Boot Barn was hosting a radio station event and that there would be door prizes and discounts - proverbial music to this former Jew's ears!  Matt and I had recently been dreaming about purchasing "real" boots, so we felt this was a good opportunity to check things out.  When we arrived at the Boot Barn there was no crowd in sight.  We inquired within and were told that the event must be at the Corona store.  Not wanting to be rude, we continued to peruse the merchandise.  Each of the four of us found a nice shirt on the sales rack.  The purchase of the shirt, I knew, was a line I would be crossing that meant no return.

Matt had mentioned our interest in boots, so the four-some headed to the Orange Mall where fellow San Antonio [Catholic Church] goers own a store, The Corral.  Like my friend's custom Bra Shoppe in Bake-o, CA and North Carolina, the owners help find the perfect fit for your body, or foot in this case.  It was here that I was paired with my transformational 1883 Luchese calf skin (sorry PETA) American made cowgirl boots.

*Note Leona kitty in the background inspecting the box they came in.

Yee Haw!