I kinda live my life on the edge.
Unless we are talking heights.
Everything I touch explodes- Everything.
I find myself constantly taking an extra step down the stairs after the last step already has ended.
And would be the first one to tell you that I am the farthest thing from graceful.
So, standing on the edge of a cliff high enough to prove pigs can fly, in a silky dress and strong winds…sounds like a safe bet to me.Read More