Cowboy boots where they don’t belong

On the fateful night that I wandered into The Boot Shop determined to buy my first pair of cowboy boots, I went in knowing that the shoes I was about to purchase would come back to the UK with me and would not necessarily fit in. So began a series titled ‘Boots where they don’t belong’.


With a British puppy called Nola

ImageOn the paternoster



In autumn leaves



More photos to come, in the mean time keep your fingers crossed for my grad school application so I can bring the boots back to where they belong.


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