WHAT are you wearing to the conference? Yeah, yeah, yeah, what time is your flight, do you have a layover, have you had your hair done yet, and what bar are we meeting in run tough competition, but at this point in the process, the weekend before the Big Event, it all comes down to one thing. The clothes. I went shopping yesterday.
This jacket is for the Ritas next Saturday night. I’ll wear it with a white blouse underneath and black pants. This is pretty much what I wore to the Ritas last year except that it was a different jacket. Last year I wore a long black jacket with a black blouse and black pants. I was stylin’. I looked like Batman.
This little black sparkly top is for the Harlequin party Friday night. I’ve learned from past experience to wear as little clothing as possible for the Harlequin party. I’ll kick my shoes off and dance for hours, and sweat is not a good look. I’ll wear it with black pants and a glass of chardonnay.
Here’s the whole haul from yesterday’s shopping–lots of shirts. I already have the black pants. I pack light because I only bring a carry-on bag–I’ll bring several pairs of nice pants and switch out the blouses from day to night. I hardly ever wear skirts or dresses, and I’m not bringing any this year. I don’t like pantyhose, and dresses only beg the pantyhose question.:no:
Isn’t this one pretty?
I would be remiss not to mention shoes. Since I only fly with a carry-on, I’ll bring one pair of shoes. They aren’t even new. I’ve had these for a couple of years.
I haven’t told him yet that I’m going to be leaving town in a few days. He looked so relaxed, I hated to upset him.