7 miles of snowshoe hiking. I can't feel anything from my waist down. 😫🤙🏼
Calculating distance between me and passing helicopter. Debating whether or not I can make the jump. Convincing my brother I can.
I lied about the snow pictures. Please forgive me. Have a nice week. 👍🏼✌🏼✨⛈ (featuring my defiant bang hair)
We pulled over, on the not so icy road that I so desperately needed chains for so that we could get out and explore a bit. Me and my naive self thought it would be a good idea to run up the median of snow between the lanes that the snowplow created. (It was over my head so you can see the appeal.) Anyway, I frolicked across the road I made my ascend. I dropped. To my waist. In snow. Cold snow. Thanks for being there @pbaad and not warning me about this danger you so clearly are experienced with. Instead, you hung back, took pictures and laughed at me. I'm currently done posting snow pictures. That is until I go up to Yosemite next weekend... ☺
The view was gorgeous but the sound of the chains on my tires on a perfectly clear road was murder.
I realize that since I have returned to LA this year all of my posts have been elsewhere. I do actually live in LA. It's just the winter season and I want legit winter weather even if it means driving 5 hours. Get yourself some friends who do this with you. I found mine. 🙌🏼
Adventures to Mammoth. 🐘
My mind was trying to cope with the view and my frozen hands.
Thankful this was taken at a distance so you can't see me weeping. 📸: @pbaad
As we were driving up the mountain we started passing snow plows. I knew. I knew there was going to be pure magic at the top. But it was 60 degrees in LA & I was only 30 miles out. And since I drive a Mini Cooper I was beginning to worry about not making it all the way up. This photo is evidence that we didn't make it up. I never saw snow. I was let down. When you think you're not going to be able to do something, give up. The top isn't worth it. • • • • • • • • Kidding. We made it. It was beautiful. Although I'm still pretty sure I was supposed to have chains on my tires. But, I was too dedicated to give up. (,:
This is the face of someone who is genuinely baffled that 2016 was one of her favorite years. It was my first year to leave home and settle in a city 2000 miles away from everyone I knew and loved. It was incredibly difficult and I struggled with homesickness till the end. (It's sure to continue I know) It's never easy making these large leaps. The best part of it all is being able to look back and see how I filled those voids in my life. What you all saw on my Instagram this past year were the highlights. Those are so special but no less special than the times where I felt incredibly low and alone. Those times held the most growth. As much as I hated this year as I was going through it, I am now able to look back and see how beautiful it really was. I'm sure 2017 will have a lot of the same problems but now I know that those problems are just called life and it never stops. It just shows itself in different ways and we are to live though it. Thank you to everyone who has been helping me make LA my new home.
Bye New Orleans. I like your swamps. #travelersnotebook #neworleans
Merry late Christmas. 🎄 ✨
Snug as a bug in a rug at 6:30am
//Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.// I'll leave this here as a reminder that this, is what makes you special. You are a walking image of God. Also shout out to my bestie Madi for being a magnificent example of beautiful individuality. ✨
//Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.//
The weather is everything right now. 3️⃣4️⃣🌨 PC: @younghamilton_
//Home is not a place. It's a feeling. // I have a feeling my cat would like it here.
There’s a storm coming, Harry. ⚯͛