I always make sure to head north on I-35 around this time of year. Even though my family owns a farm, I don't consider myself to be much of a country gal. But it's fun every now and then to play up this cowgirl vibe I have deep inside me from growing up in Cowtown. I've been going to the Ft. Worth rodeo since a little kiddo and I have many memories of spending time sitting in those same seats every year with my friends and family. The last time I spent with my Dad before he passed away was when I came into town for the rodeo. My Dad and I walked around the Stockyards, just the two of us, and he willingly and proudly took photos of me for my blog. It was a surreal experience to come back this year and experience the rodeo without my Dad. I miss him more than I could easily explain and still almost a year later can't believe he is gone.
fringe jacket: Blue Velvet Vintage
antique rings and bracelet: K. Flories Antiques in Ft. Worth
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