Y'all can't tell in these pictures (at least I hope you can't) but I was about to melt. The thing about the Charleston humidity is, it kinda sneaks up on you. One minute you're strolling down a street snapping photos like this and the next you realize, "oh my gah, my pants are sticking to me!" Yes, that's what happened. As soon as we got back to the hotel I immediately changed before any more adventures! For the sake of getting "the shot" I stuck it out, though. I'm pretty sure if I lived in Charleston my outfit photo backgrounds would never be the same. So much beauty in one place!