As a kid, I loved our yearly camping trip. My father owned 100 acres that straddled the New Hampshire/Maine state line and there was a beautiful river running through it. We would pack up the old wood-paneled Jeep Wagoneer (it’s only purpose was the summer camping trip) with a Coleman stove, coolers, tents, sleeping bags, and foods we were never allowed to eat at home.
Time has, naturally, dulled the memories of waking up cold and damp, washing in a frigid leech-filled stream, and being stuck in the woods with no escape from my siblings for days on end.
Which brings me to glamping. Years ago I was obsessed with an article on the Miller sisters and their families camping out west in Airstreams that they had kitted out with bohemian pillows, throws, and tons of great food (they may have taken a chef with them). Today there are a number of hotels that offer an upscale version of camping and would be ideal for a family reunion—Tablet’s The Agenda has the very best list.
Printed silk dress
Noma asymmetric wool-blend shirt
Noma wool-blend straight-leg pants
Gathered cotton-poplin top
Cotton-blend gabardine trench coat
Oversized paneled cable-knit wool and poplin top
One-shoulder cotton-jersey top
Classic medium bag
Knot small hoop earrings made of brass