The day after tomorrow, I'm outta here!
Of course, in spite of having waaaaaay too many shoes (if you ask Hubby), I decided I needed to update my collection for this trip, and picked up these (yes I know they're basics, that's the point):
Technically, these are replacing my Nine West pumps of the same look/feel, but which have many many miles on them and are ready to retire to the place where well worn pumps go to rest.
I also found a really cute platformy Aerosole sandals, in patent black, with a retro look and feel..they're a sling back with a peep toe..super cute, and if I could find a photo of them I'd show you but I don't have one and don't have more time to devote to finding one.
Anyway, I woke up. Early. Like 3 a.m. early, going over my packing list. I've already created my outfit list, appended with my misc. extra stuff list (note to self, take an umbrella and Hubby's cool rain jacket he wore in England and which kept him very dry in spite of constant rain...), and am in final stages of revising it.
I travel so much I know that no matter what, I'll be fine, but arriving somewhere with not just the necessities but things like favorite bath salts for that coveted quiet deep tub soak, and my favorite eye pillow that smells like lavender and makes me sleep really well, and my favorite book to read before bed...makes all the difference. And, so far, no anxiety dreams this trip..you know, the one where you're casually dressed, headed for a business event, and your bag doesn't show...or you don't have time to pack so you have to buy everything when you get there....at midnight..
What? You don't have that one? Crap. I equate this to the college anxiety dream of being naked in front of a bunch of other students, presenting on a topic for which I did.not.prepare, ie punting and missing..entirely.
Apparently, as we age, our anxiety simple shifts a bit.
My anal tendencies have reared their annoying little heads again, this time with the conviction that I'll roll each outfit up, complete with underthings, then place in a ziploc. A. Rolling is an efficient way to pack. B. Ziploc will help keep the outfits clean and dry (I really don't think my suitcase will be subjected to dunking or sandblasting, but apparently I care that I'm pristine while in the NYC...).
I always put my shoes in ziplocs...that keeps everything around them clean, after all, who wants the shoes that have trekked 40 miles across Manhattan touching a creamy ivory sweater?
There may be something wrong with me.
Be quiet.
To my credit, I don't own one of those vacuum thingies that sucks the air out of your bags thereby creating what in my case could amount to the equivalent of a suitcase as dense as a black hole....
Southwest Airlines and their 50 lb. limit and that strategy simply won't work, so I'm not going there. Though if I was, Walgreens seems to clearance those silly vacuum kits on a regular basis.
Where was I? Oh, so for Providence I'm taking jeans, a nice cashmere vee neck sweater, a sage green fleecy pullover, my favorite forest green suede Danskos, and a black leather bomber jacket (and of course the umbrella and raincoat for if it pours). With any luck I won't need the jackets, but if I need 'em I'm set.
For the city, I'm taking a cute ivory zip sweater with 3/4 sleeves, lacy front, and wearing it with a fitted light wool skirt in a subtle tweed with a pretty ruffle at the bottom, and my Bandolinos.... then a super cute black, short sleeved lightweight wool turtleneck to wear over my new deep brown/gray slacks and my new sandals, then an olive green Michael Kors knit blouse with a cool deep vee neck over straight legged black slacks with a little tiny bit of stretch in them...and my Bandolinos.
My goal? To look put together elegant in a confident, comfortable, but ass-kicking capable way.
I'll let you know how it turns out.
Of course, in spite of having waaaaaay too many shoes (if you ask Hubby), I decided I needed to update my collection for this trip, and picked up these (yes I know they're basics, that's the point):
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| My very favorite Bandolinos ever... |
Technically, these are replacing my Nine West pumps of the same look/feel, but which have many many miles on them and are ready to retire to the place where well worn pumps go to rest.
I also found a really cute platformy Aerosole sandals, in patent black, with a retro look and feel..they're a sling back with a peep toe..super cute, and if I could find a photo of them I'd show you but I don't have one and don't have more time to devote to finding one.
Anyway, I woke up. Early. Like 3 a.m. early, going over my packing list. I've already created my outfit list, appended with my misc. extra stuff list (note to self, take an umbrella and Hubby's cool rain jacket he wore in England and which kept him very dry in spite of constant rain...), and am in final stages of revising it.
I travel so much I know that no matter what, I'll be fine, but arriving somewhere with not just the necessities but things like favorite bath salts for that coveted quiet deep tub soak, and my favorite eye pillow that smells like lavender and makes me sleep really well, and my favorite book to read before bed...makes all the difference. And, so far, no anxiety dreams this trip..you know, the one where you're casually dressed, headed for a business event, and your bag doesn't show...or you don't have time to pack so you have to buy everything when you get there....at midnight..
What? You don't have that one? Crap. I equate this to the college anxiety dream of being naked in front of a bunch of other students, presenting on a topic for which I did.not.prepare, ie punting and missing..entirely.
Apparently, as we age, our anxiety simple shifts a bit.
My anal tendencies have reared their annoying little heads again, this time with the conviction that I'll roll each outfit up, complete with underthings, then place in a ziploc. A. Rolling is an efficient way to pack. B. Ziploc will help keep the outfits clean and dry (I really don't think my suitcase will be subjected to dunking or sandblasting, but apparently I care that I'm pristine while in the NYC...).
I always put my shoes in ziplocs...that keeps everything around them clean, after all, who wants the shoes that have trekked 40 miles across Manhattan touching a creamy ivory sweater?
There may be something wrong with me.
Be quiet.
To my credit, I don't own one of those vacuum thingies that sucks the air out of your bags thereby creating what in my case could amount to the equivalent of a suitcase as dense as a black hole....
Southwest Airlines and their 50 lb. limit and that strategy simply won't work, so I'm not going there. Though if I was, Walgreens seems to clearance those silly vacuum kits on a regular basis.
Where was I? Oh, so for Providence I'm taking jeans, a nice cashmere vee neck sweater, a sage green fleecy pullover, my favorite forest green suede Danskos, and a black leather bomber jacket (and of course the umbrella and raincoat for if it pours). With any luck I won't need the jackets, but if I need 'em I'm set.
For the city, I'm taking a cute ivory zip sweater with 3/4 sleeves, lacy front, and wearing it with a fitted light wool skirt in a subtle tweed with a pretty ruffle at the bottom, and my Bandolinos.... then a super cute black, short sleeved lightweight wool turtleneck to wear over my new deep brown/gray slacks and my new sandals, then an olive green Michael Kors knit blouse with a cool deep vee neck over straight legged black slacks with a little tiny bit of stretch in them...and my Bandolinos.
My goal? To look put together elegant in a confident, comfortable, but ass-kicking capable way.
I'll let you know how it turns out.
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