I’m a bit stuck. I’m in that place between form and function again, but this time with my clothes. I find myself regularly on the precipice of fashion disaster because function will often win out (much to the chagrin of my sis).
My heart stands divided: part outdoors woman / part park ave. I love being low-maintenance, self-reliant, and all around casual; but there is another side that LOVES make-up, frilly dresses, and glamorously impractical shoes. I’m not so much into labels i.e. Prada, Gucci, Coach, etc. But I do have my favorites that I covet; they’re just not found on the Magnificent Mile.
So what’s a girl to do? Especially when traveling. I’m part hostel/ part 5-star hotel (even though I’ve got more of the hostel budget!) Give me the adventure of backpacking my way across a country, but room service… yes, please!
Ever since 9/11 I’ve given up on glamorous traveling and given into shoes that I can run in. I understand there are closed-toed alternatives (like my cole-haan loafers); but, if I’m going to have to knock down old ladies to get to my connecting flight or away from a smoking engine, I want to be able to do it in a dead sprint! And unfortunately my sneakers are the only shoes that will protect my little piggies from ungraceful passengers and still allow me to comfortably stand in a 6-hour line for security.
For the upcoming 18+ hour flight I’ll be wearing some long brown flow-y jersey yoga-type pants, solid cotton jersey tank top, a crisp white sporty front-zip jacket and topped with a camel colored pashmina wrap… with my sneakers. (The tank for when I get claustrophobic and start to sweat; the jacket b/c it looks nice and is practical for airports kept at 30 below; a wrap because I’ll inevitable get cold on the plane or spill something on my pants and need a skirt; and the jersey draw-string pants b/c I’ll swell like a balloon having sat for so long!)
I know as I stand there in line holding my Patagonia MLC carry-on I’ll be people watching (and judging) and wishing I could be wearing a lovely dress and heels with a huge hat; but I just don’t think it’s practical and I end up scrunching my nose at people who do. (Oh don’t get me wrong, I’ll just as harshly judge those who look like they just rolled out of bed!) I’ll also be scouting for fellow outdoors people and the latest gear they are choosing to haul their load with. (I can’t help it, I was a buyer for years!) In the end I know I’ll be comfortable for the flight, but wishing I could give in to my alter-ego and do it with a bit more panache.
Now don’t even get me started on how I’ll dress for seeing the sights of Spain!