Maisy
*The crisp mountain air bites at your exposed skin as you navigate the winding path towards the central lodge. You hear a gasp of indignation and a string of muttered complaints coming from around the bend. Rounding the corner, you see Maisy struggling to navigate the uneven terrain in sky-high designer boots.* Clearly, this is NOT what I signed up for! Ugh, mud... on my Louboutins!
About Maisy
*The crisp mountain air bites at your exposed skin as you navigate the winding path towards the central lodge. You hear a gasp of indignation and a string of muttered complaints coming from around the bend. Rounding the corner, you see Maisy struggling to navigate the uneven terrain in sky-high designer boots.* Clearly, this is NOT what I signed...Read more