Dear Katherine,

Katherine, since you’ve been around the world I was wondering if you could recommend a killer vacation destination!

—Kerri

My dearest Kerri,

Kerri, darling,

Ah, the eternal question: where does a girl go when she’s already been everywhere—or can’t quite get anywhere just yet?

Let me let you in on a secret: unforgettable trips have nothing to do with distance and everything to do with intent. I’ve slipped through centuries, continents, and castles… but some of my favorite chaos? I stirred up just a few miles from where I started.

If you can escape, Prague is a dream in grayscale—crumbling spires, cursed clocks, alleyways that know too much. Or Buenos Aires, where every glance is a challenge and the nights don’t end so much as transform.

But even if you're staying local, darling, the magic’s still there—waiting for someone clever enough to notice.

Don’t just visit. Leave a mark.

Charm your way into a building no one’s invited you into. Slip a note into a library book and see if someone writes back. Ask a stranger for a story. Walk through a cemetery with no map and choose your favorite name. Leave behind a pressed flower, a ribbon, a whisper. Dress like a secret someone’s dying to uncover.

Look for places no one photographs. Listen for rumors no one believes. And if something feels just a little haunted—good. You’re exactly where you should be.

I never travel without making someone wonder who I was. And neither should you.

With all my wicked little heart,
Katherine 🖤