Farm Fresh: Back to My Roots

As noted last week, this little city mouse headed home for a few days. Typically a trip home is met with complete comatose to the outside world or a mad-dash of shopping excursions and hour long crash-course updates on old friend’s lives. This time, we actually had the chance to shoot some pretty looks in my once familiar, now seriously treasured  Kenutcky local.

I grew up in this barn. Not a joke. I was raised in a barn. My mornings were early and quiet, bringing two horses in from pasture in rain, snow or sun. 5:15am always came so early and the following sixty minutes typically were filled with silent dreams and romanticized conversations and all the while one of four dogs constantly checked in on my progress. I hated and loved those mornings.

The past few years have shaped my wardrobe and its color scheme, so it was a welcome change to pull on my good-ol-girl boots and colorful outfits and enjoy the fall weather. I almost felt silly wearing my yellow skirt with a baseball tee, but a plaid shirt cinched around my waist (a la NYC street style and Philip Lim circa 2012) and a quick walk under those high vaulted ceilings reminded me of who I was and who I’m becoming. Seems like all of those thoughtful, quiet mornings just a few years ago not only kept my feet on the ground, but put my head in the clouds in the best way possible.

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Where is your head at, today?

xo, Haley

Wearing: Shirt – Old Navy (Similar), Skirt – Banana Republic (old, try this),

Boots – Frye, Shirt – Borrowed from my man but here’s one like it


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