southwestern egg rolls

Taos Night Out will not soon be forgotten. It was not a night of calming water noises and indian flutes. It was a night of celebration of western garb, a true enterprise of satorial elegance.

It was a chance for all of us to acknowledge our Authentic Southwestern Selves. Instead of strands of pearls, we draped ourselves in bolo ties of  turquoise. Instead of shirts that fit us, we wore a tight Aztec variety. I happened to wear an indian blanket teathered around my waist with a vest and pig tails. It goes with out saying, that this type of western ware put a little giddy up in our step.

Such a wonderful night it twas, that we are planning it to be a monthly occurence culminating a field to trip to Taos, Land of Enchantment.


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