09/14/2026
First, a HUGE thank you to everyone who came out and supported us during the Fair❤️ You kept us busy, overwhelmed us with love, and left us very ready for a much-needed break.
So naturally, we decided to relax by going to Alyeska and walking across bridges suspended thousands of feet in the air.
🎶 Cool and Collected 🎶
Narrator: She was neither cool nor collected.
Did I panic?
Yes
Did I pay money for strangers to watch me lose my s**t on top of a mountain?
Sure did
Was I quietly calculating how embarrassing it would be to barf my pants off while suspended thousands of feet in the air on a “walking bridge?” (I’m using quotation marks because calling that thing a bridge is like calling a thong underwear. Technically, I suppose. But there is not nearly enough material involved for me to feel secure.)
Also yes.
When it came time for bridge #2, I made the brave and courageous decision to stay on solid ground and collect rocks.
Some might call that quitting.
I call it pivoting toward an activity with a significantly lower chance of s**tting my pants.
Taylor did both bridges without issue because apparently we have very different relationships with mortality.
10/10 adventure.
Would absolutely watch Taylor do it again from the ground.