I was definitely a tomboy growing up -- sharing similar interests as and dressing like my older brother, and of course, getting into a lot of trouble.  Contrastingly, I loved dressing up and experimenting with hair and makeup.  I guess not much of my behavior has changed since.  I still seek out adventure and tend to gravitate toward some masculine separates, yet there are few things I enjoy more than strapping on a pair of heels and getting dressed for a night out. My trip to Utah consisted of all those adventure-seeking behaviors juxtaposed with the events that required me to be more "ladylike" (a word my parents would use).  Christian and I spent most of the day exploring Park City and went on several hikes, and on our last day, discovered this spot just a few steps away from our hotel.  The endless prairie scattered with flowers and lush greenery was a vision we couldn't take our eyes off of.  As per usual, I scaled the rocks in my sneakers and cut-offs and tried not to add another scar to my bare legs.