What I Wear: Smokey Mountain Hike
Recently a very good friend of mine moved to one of my favorite places. I was pretty upset to see her go but I know I'll be seeing her soon. Ever since I met Brad we have traveled to Smokey Mountain National Park at least once a year. We stay at the same hotel, lounge by the same lazy creek and we always do some awesome hikes. This year I'll get to do them with my main man and my awesome pal. Last time we were there we were caught in a thunderstorm on an 11 mile hike. By the time I got to the bottom of the mountain I was so drenched I had to ride home in nothing but a towel. Aaaaaaand a forest ranger saw me naked. No big deal. This time I'll be prepared with a second change of clothes waiting for me in the car. What's more comfortable than jeggings? Nothing. Nothing is.