The Post Where I Rip On My Parents’ Yard

My parents’ front yard perpetually embarrassed me as a kid. There were always randoms’ broke ass cars lined up in the front yard for my step dad to fix and what a surprise, they still can’t help themselves.

My brother somehow got his friend’s dilapidated camper parked there for the better part of two years, there’s an extra horse trailer my step dad is fixing and now my youngest brothers’ friend’s car is parked out front with a for sale sign. I tell them I want to set their yard ablaze and burn all the junk. What’s next? A port-o-potty? Half of a modular home?

I decided to take advantage of the photo opp and sit upon the hood of the truck for sale–scroll and you shall see!

Front Yard and Backyard Shenanigans

I’ve worn and styled this Old Navy dress so many times and so many ways. The possibilities have been endless! I layered this Karma tee on top and tied as as a shorter crop top and added the denim vest–and then had to take it off once I got too hot out with the horses!

I think this may be my favorite way I’ve styled it. And surprisingly, left the barn with no stains! Usually a horse rubs up on me or nibbles me leaving trails of dirt.

Indy thinks he’s a dog. I told my mom he looked like Mr. Burns in the photo, but she didn’t get it.

Also, I think my Mocha has the cutest horse booty. Her color pattern is called a blanket, my non-horse friends.Dress from Old Navy | tee by Rowen the Label | Birkenstock Sandals | Quay sunglasses from Retail Therapy

Photography by Susan Hamilton