When in Idaho…do as the Idahoans, and to me that means adopt Wrangler jeans when I find them. Every time I travel, whether it be to some exotic location or a homecoming to family and friends, I always notice that my style adapts a bit to my location. Granted, I am more apt to have style liberty while living in Hong Kong, but the moment I hit Idaho, I tend to shift my approach to dressing. After almost 20 years of returning home to the summers in the Pacific Northwest, I’ve gotten used to it. I remember I used to pack my low, see-through sexy tops worn in Venezuela only to be shocked at how out of place they were in Idaho. I also remember packing all sorts of colorful, vibrant prints to wear to the grocery store only to be gawked at our local Miller’s. Oh, don’t get me wrong: I’m still forever and always over-the-top. I’ve just become more subtle in my ways–like a pair of booty hugging, cowboy Wrangler jeans. Now those totally fit when going to market in Spirit Lake, Idaho! When in Idaho….when in Idaho!
Shop for Wrangler-like Jeans
Wranglers rock! Like seriously–whenever I’m in a second-hand shop and there are a pair of Wranglers in my size, I nab them. You’re probably used to seeing these Wrangler cut-offs all over my Instagram account! They were also picked up sedond-hand.) Therefore, since mine are used, I wasn’t able to find this exact pair. I did find some very similar options included in this gallery–I’ve let you know when they’er Wranglers (I found two pair), but unfortunately I could not find this exact style. Who knows how old they are!? But I know they’re gonna get a lot more use!! Get some Wrangler-esque jeans too!!
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I like to make special mention of the location where these pics were take, by my cutie pie niece Maeve. (You’ll be seeing more of her!) These pics were taken at my lovely sister and brother-in-law’s mom’s lake home out at Coeur d’Alene. Carol and Mike are such special people. Mike passed away last summer from early Alzheimer’s Disease. It was a sad summer remembering how hard last summer was losing him, but there was definite happiness refilled and found back in this lovely home. Carol is always so gracious to allow us a weekend up there. It’s usually the weekend right after we’ve left our own lake home, so it has become the perfect tradition, relieving us from the pain of leaving yet rejuvenating us for the long trip home to Hong Kong. Thank you for having us Carol, Julie, and Matt!
What an interesting thought, Anne. My style remains the same, no matter where I am, geographically, and the fact that yours is somewhat influenced by your surroundings is truly food for the fodder. By the by, that lace blouse with those romantic poet pleats is delightful.
I know! Isn’t weird! But it does truly change. Even when I travel I try to pick up on the vibe of what the style is. Isn’t this odd? I can’t explain it but I definitely am a chameleon becoming Northwest style one minute and Hong Kong the next.
I think part of it has to do with arriving home from places like Venezuela where it’s all cha-cha vaboom-ba or India where it’s all bold and colorful. I’d arrive to the PNW with these cultures influencing me only to totally stand out with my vibrant choices. Then there were the grey days of Beijing where that was the only color I wore. Anyway, yes, I’m really a chameleon!
Do you want to borrow the blouse!?
Love, Annie