Six years ago today my father passed away. My dad was pretty much my everything. I have a mom and two older sisters but I've always been more like my father, so when my parents went their seperate way's I choose to live with my father. Both my parents are from Texas my dad was a Cowboy from San Angelo, Texas. But I was born and raised in Orange, Ca on a horse ranch in a country style home. But being the daughter of a Cowboy and all my dad always made sure I had a good pair cowboy boots and a hat growing up. It was just part of his culture and he passed down to me. My dad always wore his cowboy attire til the day he died.
I love the Old West, Cowboys and the Country. It's part of what makes unique as a country and gives us that Americana charm that the whole world tries to duplicate. Here's me sporting my cowgirl attire and staying true to who I am. I love God, nature, horses, my puppy and I don't mind getting my hands or clothes dirty if it means I get to spend time outdoors.
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Here's a photo of me and my Cowboy Dad I was around 14 or 15 here and I made this matching shirt and skirt for me and my dad in home ed. As you can see from the images above not much has changed.
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