Ever wonder how our editors travel? In Vogue Vacations, you can take a peek at our itineraries, out-of-office style, and trip highlights to see what we wore and we where we went—and maybe bookmark some inspiration for a getaway of your own.
I traded mozzarella for feta this summer and slipped away to the glittering Aegean for ten days of unencumbered idyll. Little did I know that the seductively calm Cyclades islands I intended to visit at the end of August also attracted clusters of like-minded fellow Italians who left the crowded lidos of Liguria and Campania behind in favor of this same of slice of heaven. I immediately felt at home.
I planned my trip to Sifnos and Serifos with a loose itinerary in mind to allow for spontaneous day-of plans—filling the pages of my Smythson notebook with crowdsourced recommendations from people whose taste I trust. My colleague, and our lifestyle editor, Elly Leavitt (Greek by birth, New Yorker by clocked time) kindly moonlighted as my travel agent and fielded all the many questions I had (was the ferry easy? Did I need a car? Yes and yes). From there I created a dynamic Google Map my boyfriend and I could use to pin local gems and in-the-moment discoveries.
All in all we spent a day in Athens, six in Sifnos, two in Serifos, and another two in Athens. If I were to do it all over again (which I will), I’d stay longer on the islands and less in the city, not because I didn’t enjoy my time in the capital, but because the moment the ferry docked in Piraeus, that blissful freedom of being on vacation was cut short.
Ahead, everything I wore, indulged in, and brought back to New York City from a week and change island hopping in Greece.
The Destination: Athens to Sifnos and Serifos (and back again!).
The Airport Outfit: My airport outfit is usually just my airport outfit, unless I’m able to wash my clothes during the trip. It was too hot for jeans on the way over, ditto coming back, so I got dressed with Athens’ notorious heat in mind and kept an extra set of flip-flops handy to slip into upon arrival. The only thing I re-wore on the islands was my grey cashmere sweater which helped shield me from the fierce Cycladic winds that whipped through the mountains.
The Packing List: I knew most of the days would spent be in or by the water until dinnertime so I packed accordingly: two cover-ups, three flip-flops, and four swimsuits that I could easily mix and match. As it happens, I ended up wearing my white Éterne bikini most of the trip with a Chan Luu sarong, Janessa Leone hat, and clear jellies from Ancient Greek Sandals. The little towns come alive at night, and the simple act of getting dressed up in clothes that make you as happy as you feel on vacation is something I always look forward to. A silk tie-dye Dries dress, a lace-trimmed Dôen skirt, and a flower-embellished Tory tank were it for me.
