Effs off.

Boots on.

Dignity optional.

Who.

The eff.

Is Liv?

Excellent question. I’m glad you asked.

I’m a midwife by trade, a menace by nature, and currently somewhere deep in Australia with questionable reception.

Between births and bushwalks, I collect bruises, bad ideas and bizarre stories like they’re going out of fashion (spoiler: they never are). I believe in living life fully, laughing at myself loudly, and occasionally crying in the car because I forgot snacks.

This blog is my chaotic love letter to the land, the people, and the many, many ways I’ve managed to injure myself. You won’t find wellness tips here - just real talk, rogue travels and the occasional deeply unfiltered story from the road. Think part travelogue, part spiritual spiral.

So if you’re into scenic views, spicy stories, and the occasional faceplant… welcome. You’ve found your people.

A rocky creek flowing through a lush, green canyon with dense foliage and overhanging trees under a partly cloudy sky.

Socials are where I pretend to have my sh*t together.

Don’t fall for it.

A smiling woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat takes a selfie in front of a black pickup truck on a dirt road with trees and a blue sky in the background.
A woman in a floral shirt and shorts swinging on a rope swing on a sandy beach with blue skies, ocean waves, and a green hill in the background.
Smiling woman wearing a white Billabong cap and maroon shirt takes a selfie at a scenic waterfall with a rainbow near the base, surrounded by lush green trees and rocky cliffs.
Woman smiling and giving two thumbs up on a mountain trail with green hills and blue sky in background.