Adrian Buckaroo Girl

Dear Cowgirl, Sometimes life lessons are just plain painful. Things that you never imagined would happen will, and people that never should have let you down will disappoint you. But please remember this… Wisdom is just healed pain. The process may feel never-ending right now, but I promise that one day it will settle into...

Dear Cowgirl,   This is a letter for the ranch wives.  The ones who can pull a calf and wrangle kids, get rowdy babies saddled up for the day and handle a skittish colt.    For the women who have learned how to feed as the baby steers the truck, and give up on the concept of...

Dear Cowgirl,  White lilies don’t grow on stalks of clover.  If someone doesn’t like the real YOU, let them go. It’s okay.   People will laugh.  They will make up things.  They will lie about you.  They will say your dreams are crazy.  They will tell you success is not possible.  They will warn you to...

Dear Cowgirl, Let me ask you something. If you were not terrified of the unknown right now—where would you go? What would you do? Now, I know you’re going to say, “But my financial situation isn’t great,” or, “I just can’t find the time right now,” or, “My family thinks thus and such.” Dear cowgirl,...

  The West is a pretty big place and trying to catch up with Adrian Buckaroogirl Brannan—saddle-bronc rider, singer/songwriter, fashion designer/model, entrepreneur, and Dear Cowgirl muse—means you may catch her in the truck—if you’re lucky.  I caught up with her on a Sunday evening.  She had blocked calls and time—and was in a reflective place...