Brittany Griffith is obsessed with her garden. If you can’t find her at the crags, then Griffith is at home in Salt Lake City, puttering about in her garden with a tumbler of gin and tonic.

Brittany Griffith is short. At barely 5’ 3”, Griffith has a special driver’s license that the state of Utah requires “people of diminutive stature” to have.

Brittany Griffith is a vacuuming maniac. She has been injured while vigorously vacuuming and has been caught more than once vacuuming walls.

Brittany Griffith is a fish. Raised in the oceanside surf town of Iowa City, Iowa, Griffith has been in the water since she was a child and can tread water like a Navy SEAL.

Brittany Griffith is a kung-fu master. Well, no, not exactly, but she does hold a black belt in Tae Kwon Do, which makes her tough enough to kick your ass.

Brittany Griffith is addicted to hot sauce. Eggs, pizza, soup, apples, salads, chocolate bars, you name it and she soaks it in Tapatio sauce.

Brittany Griffith is a climber. She’s been climbing for more than 15 years and has climbed 5.13 trad and sport. Her goal for the next five years is to one day do the purple 5.11c at the climbing gym.

Brittany Griffith is a phenomenal cook. She made her first Thanksgiving meal at the age of 12 and can McGyver together a five-star meal from the meagerest of cupboards.

Brittany Griffith is a traveler. She’s been to more than 20 foreign countries, including recent climbing trips to Oman, Morocco, Russia, and Southern California.

Brittany Griffith is real, real bossy. Do as she says or she’ll be hounding you like a bloodhound until you cave in.

Brittany Griffith is a former McDonald’s employee. Seriously. She served an estimated 12,308 Happy Meals during her 18 months of employment at one of the restaurant’s Ames, Iowa locations.

Her favorite products include:
Morning Glory Strappy tank -- I live in it all summer. It truly does go from crag to club to bed, and it fits a climbers’ body.

The All Out Capris and Pant -- the barely believable lightweight fabric survived the sharp limestone of Jebel Misht, Oman, dries in an instant, and stretches like your own skin. Oh, and they are super cute, too.

The Escala Pant -- withstands the gnarliest off-width, feels seamless under your harness and frees you from the awkward transition from desert tower to brew pub.

I never thought I would become “One of Them” (roller-bag dork), but I now routinely use the MLC Wheelie. With the recently implemented airline fees regarding checked baggage, I’ve been forced to carry-on more luggage. The only redeeming aspect about this situation is that the MLC is so much more civilized and chic than the generic, black appendages of the average traveler.