Travel Outfits

Last Halloween, I promised myself I’d skip the costume rush. I was tired of cheap fabrics, last-minute Amazon finds, and…

I still remember stepping out of Shinjuku Station on my first morning in Tokyo. Jet-lagged, excited, and completely underdressed.  I’d…

I still remember my first long-haul flight like it was yesterday. I showed up to the airport in skinny jeans,…

I used to think souvenirs were the best way to hold on to my travels — postcards, magnets, ticket stubs…

The first time I packed for a fall trip, I failed miserably. I stuffed my suitcase with heavy sweaters, stiff…

The first time I visited Nantucket, I packed like it was Miami. Linen shirts, sleeveless dresses, open sandals, and a…

The first time I went to a county fair, I showed up dressed like I was heading to brunch. My…

I still remember dragging a giant suitcase through a cobblestone street in Prague, sweating, frustrated, and convinced I needed every…

I still remember my first solo trip to Europe. I stuffed my suitcase with outfits I thought looked “Instagram-ready”—tight jeans,…

The first time I traveled in peak summer, I thought I had packed well. My suitcase was full of my…