I wanna be a cowboy baby

So yesterday I found a pair of awesomely weathered cowboy boots at the thrift store, and I fell madly in love with them. When I got home to the freezing cold house, I immediately had to change so that I could wear them. They're a little big, so I may not end up keeping them, but they are strangely comfy. 

Also: I either need to run more or give up on the skinnies. I realize this. However, I shall probably not do either. :D

Shirt/boots/scarf: thrifted

jeans: stolen from sister

cat: everpresent (he's curled up on my lap as I type this)