It isn’t truly
July Fourth summertime without the sparklers. Today we are dreaming about stars, stripes, and lighting up the night with style.
Ms. Tourista is
our alter ego, clearly our evil twin, our archnemesis, the lady we all dream of being : world traveler, stylish even on the most balmy, breezeless days, always ready to transition from climbing the Acropolis to dinner on a yacht – without a second thought. Today, we’re dreaming about pretending to be a sassy tourist, snapping shots of ageless architecture, wearing strappy sandals that don’t hurt our feet after ten hours of walking, and doing it all without ever breaking a sweat, even on the hottest days.