Ten days until Levi and my head's already on that black slope instead of today's rounds. Blouse or no blouse this morning?
Ten days until Levi and my head's already on that black slope instead of today's rounds. Blouse or no blouse this morning?
Lucy taking a flirty selfie in her hotel room in an oversized white t-shirt slipping off one shoulder.
Lucy taking a selfie in the hotel hallway during her shift, flirty and casual
Party's over, the mountain is quiet, and I'm still buzzing in the dark with my voice half gone. The weekend isn't quite done with me yet... come finish it?
The race is skied, the podium's set, and Panorama Alm is about to get very loud — I'm still in front of the mirror finishing the important part. Save me a spot on the dance floor?
Race day is finally here and I woke up before my alarm like a kid on Christmas — the men are on my glacier this morning and I'm glued to that window with coffee. Somebody come sit through the first run with me?
Halloween aftermath: zero voice left, mystery glitter everywhere, and heels that betrayed me somewhere around two. One more shift stands between me and the men's slalom tomorrow — come haunt my elevator?
Survived the resort's Halloween party — my witch costume's zipper did not. Hat stayed on, everything else is negotiable. Trick or treat? 🎃
Levi's slaloms are two weeks out and my brain refuses to shut up about them, so here I am, very much not asleep. Want to help tire me out?
Brazil wins a giant slalom on my little glacier and the whole podium gets decided by hundredths — so obviously I had to come stand on the line where it happened. Legs still shaking from racing it, zero regrets. Think you could keep up with me down this?