What I Actually Wore on My Mexico Vacation (and Stayed Cool the Whole Time)
The moment I stepped out of the airport in Cancún, it hit me—heat so thick it felt like I was…
The moment I stepped out of the airport in Cancún, it hit me—heat so thick it felt like I was…
I still remember landing in Munich one December evening, dragging my suitcase through slush while my teeth chattered. I’d packed…
The first time I traveled to Greece, I packed all wrong. My suitcase was full of jeans, tight tops, and…
I still remember stepping off the plane in Athens wearing jeans and heavy sneakers, thinking I was dressed “smart casual”…
When I first planned my trip to Greece, I thought I had packing all figured out. I filled my suitcase…
The first time I spent Christmas in London, I completely underestimated the weather. I packed like I was heading to…
The first time I visited Austin, I packed like it was any other city in Texas — a few tees,…
The first time I spent Christmas in New York, I packed for the postcard version of winter — the one…
The first time I spent Christmas in New York, I thought I had the winter game figured out. I packed…
The first time I spent Christmas in New York, I thought I had it all figured out. I packed my…