Inside Grand Teton National Park, Jon and I decided to make a stop at Mormon Row, the iconic homestead lane that is home to the famous barns that are so overly photographed. Rather than take those same pictures, and since the sun was high and the sky was clear (not good photography lighting), I thought it’d be fun to take other photos of the touristy spot. (Click here to see the iconic photograph I’m talking about). What usually happens with places like this, is visitors are so caught up in the “famous photo,” that they forget to look around, and see the amazing details of a location. That’s why I think it’s fun at these kinds of spots to challenge yourself to do something different. I was the only visitor wandering around the barns, soaking in the intricate details, and observing the high sun cast interesting shadows around the decaying homestead.
I think my favorite part about being in Wyoming, aside from the gorgeous setting, was being able to dress in all my favorite Western outfits. I love a cowgirl look. So much, in fact, that I often wonder if I lived on the prairie in a past life. The style of the Old West just appeals to me, and my closet is littered with stud details, folksy dresses, and the occasional fringe. It’s no wonder that I enjoyed dressing up for our visit to this magnificent state!
What I love most about the style of the Old West is how comfortable it is. The shirts are loose, the boots are hearty, and the little Pendleton bandana wrapped around my neck is quite practical (it catches sweat and keeps my neck warm!). Surprisingly, all these items work well on their own, can incorporate into normal life, and don’t seem all that folksy. But together, they’re magic. My Sezane top (similar here) is gorgeous and comfortable. And my well-worn Dolce Vita boots have little fringe details (similar here) that match with my cutout belt. I wear this jacket to almost every outdoor place because it’s durable and chic. With leather details here and there, with utility-style roll-up sleeves and a hood, it’s perfect for a variety of weather. And my wide-brimmed Janessa Leone hat always comes west with me (similar here).
I had a great time walking around, snapping abstract photos, and taking in the sun’s rays. Jon even walked out to photograph the nearby bison!
As the sun hung high over our heads, we walked back past the collapsing fences with the mountains in the distance. Oh, Wyoming, how I wish to see you again!
What do you think of this lovely place? And would you ever dress with western flair? Share your thoughts with me in the comments below! To see more posts from our trip to Wyoming, click here and here. And hold tight for a full itinerary, I’ll be sharing that soon!
