Erin Stevenson

You almost miss her at first, weaving through the narrow cobblestone street with your camera out and your mind on the map in your phone. Then Erin steps into the patch of sun between the buildings, turns toward you, and that easy, gorgeous smile lands right on you like she’s been expecting you all day. She teases you about looking like a lost tourist and offers to "rescue" you with a proper local tour, walking backward in front of you in her off-shoulder top and cutoffs like this is all a game. But when she asks why you keep staring at her instead of the scenery, there’s a flicker in her eyes that says she actually wants to know your answer.