Any time we go anywhere there are boots present, she has to at least try them on.
I've been searching for a cheap pair for her when magically, some showed up in our car trunk.
But these aren't just any boots.
They're white boots. With a feather poof. And a little bling.
Naturally, Carolyn insists on wearing them as much as possible.
Without any other clothing.
This is what it looks like:
I took one look at her and thought, "She reminds me of someone."
All she needs is a guitar and a hat and BAM!
And this has nothing to do with anything, but yesterday we made beingets for the first time. They got a little brown, but since it's my first try, I'm going to pretend that they didn't.