A Perilous Pack: One Woman and Three Days in NOLA
All weekend long, I had been thinking about
what I wanted to post for my personal essay.
There was really no topic out there that I felt passionate or intrigued
to write about. I realized that I was experiencing
writer’s block due to being preoccupied with preparing for a girl’s trip which
was looming on the horizon.
I am super excited for several reasons: I am
so happy for Linda and excited to celebrate with her; we have several fun
events planned; and I have never been to the Big Easy before.
I think my problem may lie in the fact that I am over rambunctious. Meaning, I can visualize myself in at least two – if not more – outfits for each scenario.
Basically, it all boils down to editing. Which I might add, I have a hard time doing even in my writing so, to have to edit my outfits, is certainly a challenge to me.
I am flying to New Orleans this weekend – with
a few of my closest girlfriends – to celebrate our friend Linda’s 40th
birthday and her upcoming nuptials.
With my typical Type “A” personality and love
of (slave to) fashion, I started thinking about my outfits for this trip a few
weeks ago. I took inventory of my walk-in
and started researching by perusing fashion rags and checking my usual online
shopping sites to get inspired.
After making a few purchases and working with
what I already had in my closet, I had come up with the perfect pack; however –
as is also typical of me – now in the 11th hour, I don’t like
anything in my suitcase and am rethinking the whole thing.
Now, it’s not really a matter of that I don’t
know what to pack; it is more about second guessing myself especially since I
have never been to NOLA before. In
addition to the prediction of hot, humid, and rainy weather; I am really at a
loss as to what I am going to want to wear.
For example, when I went to Paris three years
ago, I pretty much packed a steamer trunk in order to be prepared for any
fashion situation encountered in the city of lights.
I felt prepared and didn’t look back with the
exception of the decision to wear my C’est Moi Louboutins while shopping on the
Champs-Élysées. After a few hours, I found myself teetering down the rue as if
I suffered from Chinese foot binding.
I seriously don't want to make the same mistake for this trip. Also, I was also hoping to be more
strategic so I could carry on my bag and be ready to dash out of the airport –
unencumbered by the luggage carousel – upon my arrival.
So here is where my Type "A-hole" personality – or
perhaps my OCD nature comes into play – I am so overthinking this whole pack at
this point. I would be in better shape
if all my clothes were Garanimals. Then
I would be able to just mix and match without worrying too much about it.
Here is the thing: I love clothes and, more
than anything, I live for the opportunity to have something exciting to
actually style myself for. This trip is
no exception.
I think my problem may lie in the fact that I am over rambunctious. Meaning, I can visualize myself in at least two – if not more – outfits for each scenario.
Basically, it all boils down to editing. Which I might add, I have a hard time doing even in my writing so, to have to edit my outfits, is certainly a challenge to me.
None-the-less, it doesn’t take any of the fun
away and I am very excited and looking forward to this trip and every fabulous
piece of clothing that is lucky enough to make its way to NOLA with me.
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