From a farm in Devon to a campsite on Île de Ré, the magazine’s staffers open up their itineraries and their luggage.
Some people research a holiday for months. Vogue’s editors seem to book one between meetings. British Vogue has published its annual round-up of staff travel plans, and the 2026 edition spans four countries, two hemispheres of ambition, and at least one tent. There are the predictable European anchors — Tuscany, the Greek islands — but also Japan’s Alps, Orange County, and a stretch of the Kent coast. Below, where they’re staying and what they’re taking.
Joy Montgomery, shopping editor: Japan
Montgomery admits she wrote about her Tokyo obsession in this same feature last year, then booked a return trip anyway. This time the plan starts with a couple of jet-lag days in the capital at Soho House’s first Tokyo outpost in Aoyama, rooftop pool included, before the group decamps to the Japanese Alps. They’ve taken an Airbnb in Takayama as a base for day trips to the thatched farmhouses of Shirakawa-go and the Kamikochi valley in Chubu Sangaku National Park, with local Hida beef high on the agenda. A late addition to the itinerary: a few nights in Okinawa.
Late August humidity dictates the packing. Loose babydoll dresses, wide trousers in lightweight cotton and linen, and sandals she can actually walk in — her secondhand Proenza Schouler Birkenstocks are four years into service. Issey Miyake Pleats Please trousers get the 14-hour flight.
Book: Soho House Tokyo
Kerry McDermott, digital director: Copenhagen
The whole trip exists because of a Robyn gig. McDermott built the rest around it: a first stay at the Nimb, pastries from Juno and Hart before the show, swimming and sauna sessions at La Banchina, and, if the schedule holds, the Lucian Freud exhibition at the Louisiana Museum of Modern Art. She’s also eyeing the Nimb spa’s new detox treatments.
A packed itinerary and a heatwave call for pieces that work twice. Sea’s Ethel cami goes with shorts by day and jeans and heels at dinner; Arket’s cotton V-neck dress, plain sandals and a Burberry x Hunza G swimsuit cover the rest. The forest green Rosanna bag from Dragon Diffusion is the one indulgence.
Book: Nimb Hotel Copenhagen
Dee Acharya, entertainment director: Devon
Acharya’s family holiday formula is unfussy: time outdoors, good food, no screens. Devon delivers all three, and this year the base is Fowlescombe Farm near Dartmoor — 450 acres of regenerative farmland with a converted manor house and a farm-to-fork kitchen. It reads as a quiet retreat rather than a showy country hotel, and there’s talk of a natural swimming pond opening.
Her wardrobe follows suit. Shirting from With Nothing Underneath does the heavy lifting, particularly the seersucker Weekender and its matching boxers. The JW Anderson loafer tote carries everything, including Chloé’s Aly aviators and Emma Cline’s new novel. A Coco and Wolf picnic basket is there to rescue the sandwiches from mediocrity.
Book: Fowlescombe Farm
Daniel Rodgers, senior fashion news and features editor: Kéa Island, Greece
Rodgers recently spent two nights at One&Only Aesthesis on the Athenian Riviera during a Burberry summer takeover, and hasn’t quite recovered. What tipped him over the edge was watching other guests carry on to Kéa, where the group opened a second Greek property in 2024. The island sits outside the usual tourist ferry routes, 45 minutes by speedboat from Athens, and the resort’s marble-and-stone villa suites are cut into the cliffs with infinity pools facing the Aegean.
He concedes you could tour the island’s ancient sites and galleries. He would rather book the Aphrodite’s Rose facial or fall asleep under the olive trees at Bond Beach Club with a glass of retsina going warm.
Packing is deliberately thin: La Roche-Posay’s Anthelios dry mist SPF50, Burberry check swim shorts, Havaianas, all in a Gucci duffle.
Book: One&Only Kéa Island
Mahoro Seward, fashion and style editor: Orange County, California
Seward’s wardrobe runs dark and his surfing experience is nil, so Southern California was never the obvious fit. A work trip to LA and a two-hour drive south changed that. Montage Laguna Beach sits on a bluff over the Pacific, with Studio Mediterranean handling the indoor-outdoor dining and the Mosaic Pool staffed by servers who anticipate an order before it’s spoken.
The real draw was the refurbished spa: 1,800 square metres of redwood saunas, eucalyptus steam rooms, an outdoor contrast therapy circuit and a relaxation room full of crystal geodes. A Face Tight facial using Skin Design London products was still working a week after the flight home.
He solved the wardrobe problem on arrival, having packed only a few T-shirts from Agolde’s new Melrose Place store. Laguna’s seashell jewellery didn’t convince him. Fashion Island in Newport Beach did — Vuori boardshorts, a terry cloth hoodie, a stack of Brandy Melville tees and Ugg clogs, plus newly repierced ears.
Book: Montage Laguna Beach
Alice Newbold, fashion news and features director: Deal, Kent
Newbold’s counter-offer to the One&Only crowd is a former pub on the Kent coast. The Rose was reworked by an ex-Wallpaper* editor with strong opinions about wallpaper, and it won her over on one detail alone: a nightcap and Tunnock’s teacake trolley guests can raid in their pyjamas.
Breakfast runs to tin-loaf toast, rhubarb compote and morning martinis. Rooms are decorated individually, with vintage finds, Martin Parr photography books and record players where the television would normally go. Sister property The Pelican Rooms handles the wellness side, including a lymphatic drainage massage worth the walk.
She’s packing around bag capacity: a picnic from Hut 55, Kate Boxer postcards from Will and Yates and a vintage lamp from Old Coves all have to fit in a JW Anderson Bulb bag. Otherwise it’s the Prada Re-Nylon miniskirt, a few tees and vintage Chanel ballet flats she doesn’t mind scuffing.
Book: The Rose
Morgan Fargo, beauty and wellness editor: Tuscany
Six years ago Fargo and her husband drove a Fiat 500 between Rome and Florence on their first holiday together, stopping in rural Tuscany for red wine, steak and quantities of olive oil. They’re returning for a babymoon before their first child arrives in October.
The base is Borgo Pignano, a hilltop property with an organic vineyard and a kitchen fed by the surrounding fields, sitting between Volterra and San Gimignano. Forest bathing and long naps in the shade are the itinerary; the two towns are optional, weather and pregnancy permitting.
Her packing is exactly what you’d expect from a beauty editor: the half-litre Supergoop! Play SPF and Davines’ Dede leave-in conditioner. Clothing means floaty dresses that clear the bump, including Rixo’s silk Evie and Realisation Par’s Gia. Footwear is minimal: Zara platform flip-flops, the M&S jelly pumps everyone bought, and Salomon trainers in case exercise happens. She doubts it will.
Book: Borgo Pignano
Lisa McLoughlin, acting news and features editor: Galway, Ireland
When London gets too loud, McLoughlin heads for Ireland’s Atlantic coast, where white-sand beaches meet heavy surf and the weather runs through four seasons before lunch. Her plan, shaped partly by Tourism Ireland: the grounds of Kylemore Abbey, a walk along Renvyle Beach with a possible Atlantic swim, and sunset at Pine Island. She’s staying at Ballynahinch Castle, and dinner at Owenmore is non-negotiable — three beer-battered Ballinakill bay oysters justify the trip on their own.
Packing for Galway means packing for everything. A Damson Madder Liu raincoat, Prada Symbole sunglasses for the brief sunny window, Adidas x Wales Bonner trainers for coastal walks, a Kinsale Leather Penny tote, and a Chupi Claddagh ring that stays on.
Olivia Allen, fashion writer: Amsterdam
After ten largely horizontal days on Symi, Allen wanted a city break instead of another sun lounger. Amsterdam won: reachable by Eurostar, generous with small-plates restaurants and canals.
The accommodation is a significant upgrade on her last visit, aged 19, to an un-air-conditioned hostel. This time it’s De L’Europe, a 19th-century building between the Amstel and the Rokin Canal. She plans to see Martin Parr’s Very Modern and Rather Ugly at Foam, drink martinis at the hotel’s Freddy’s Bar, and book a Marie Veronique facial in the gold-mosaiced basement spa. Also on the list: the newly opened Rosewood Amsterdam, housed in the former Palace of Justice and redesigned by Piet Boon, for dinner at Eeuwen and a drink at Advocatuur, followed by a wander through the Nine Streets.
Everything has to fit in an L.L.Bean tote — currently a Soeur x TL-180 dress, oversized Chimi sunglasses and Simuero toe rings. Following a Teoxane skin booster at Le Petit Saint in Mayfair, makeup is down to Supergoop! SPF and ILIA’s Multi-Stick in Lady Bird.
Book: De L’Europe Amsterdam
Augustine Hammond, commerce writer: Île de Ré, France
Living in a tent through the hottest June Western Europe has recorded sounds like a miscalculation. Hammond says the constant breeze and pine shade of Île de Ré’s campsites kept things bearable. The island runs on oysters, salt marshes and cycle paths: days spent riding between fishing villages, swimming when the chance appears, and stretching lunch out over seafood.
Gear mattered. A Yeti cool box held ice and stubby French beers, a Snow Peak tarp guaranteed shade, and an electric fan turned out to be the single best thing they packed.
With a bike as the only transport, she wore cycling shorts under nearly everything — cotton nightdresses, including a checked one from Fruity Booty, and linen skirts. Layered camis and a black swimsuit doubling as a top were in constant use, with a striped blue shirt and a folded maxi skirt for cooler evenings. Accessories stayed simple: worn-in leather sandals, a shell pendant, and a basket tote sized for baguettes, nectarines and a bottle of rosé.
