chambray: old navy | t-shirt: zara | skirt: american apparel | shoes: cynthia rowley | purse: furla | tote: zara | belt, necklace, and glasses: f21
Growing up, any sort of travel required me to reach for my burgundy red velour track suit. In my defense our travels were always trans-atlantic and took a good 24+ hours to reach our final destination. That, and, the fact that living/sleeping in jeans for extended periods of time is *so* unbelievably uncomfortable. I'm proud to say that this time I didn't reach for my sweet track suit, but instead was able to create a look that was a.) comfortable b.) layered,( because we all know how reliable airplane temperatures are) and c.) cute. Plus, I didn't have to worry about any wardrobe mal-functions happening - there's nothing worse than running to your plane, juggling your luggage, purse, jacket,
c.d. player, and then noticing that your goods are trying to make a debut.
I'm pretty sure that from now on, any time I fly I'll be reaching for some sort of maxi skirt. And that I will become a better packer, and not have to resort to the airport floor for readjusting the weight in my luggage.
Yes, I am that girl.
p.s. I can't help but feel like Jamie Beck in these pictures. If only!
p.p.s I may have retired my track suit for travel, but I still have it hanging in my closet. Saggy, worn-out butt and all.