Wearing my crisp white jeans and matching top, I stepped outside feeling playful. The grass was damp and calling me. I dropped to my knees and slid forward--green stains instantly streaked across the fabric. Laughing, I crawled, the knees of my jeans shredding and smearing with dirt.

But it wasn't enough.

I headed straight for my mud pit, dove in, and let the thick, wet earth swallow me. Rolling, crawling, and sinking deep, every inch of my once-white outfit turned dark, soaked, and heavy with mud. I didn't stop until I was completely drenched and ruined--in the best, messiest way.