Yes. I’m wearing heels on the edge of a bunch of unstable rocks next to a waterfall. Am I crazy? A little bit. Did I fall? Luckily, no.
Before we went back to our new homes in New York City and Philadelphia, Kirsten and I met up in our hometown to go on a photo adventure. I didn’t know where we were going when I put on my heels, so when Kirsten parked in front of a hiking trail I smacked my hands to my head. Due to the ample amount of leaves and the bitter cold, it was hard to tell if the next step you took would be slippery or rocky. Embracing my inner Pocahontas, I took off my heels and took on the steep trail in tight-covered feet. I like to think that makes me a badass. In the end it was all worth it. I mean, come on…look at that waterfall!