This blog is dedicated to traveling fashion. Why, you ask? Well, I travel a fair amount and I have been known to post some witty facebook status mourning the days when people didn't look homeless whilst traveling. People appear like they're all still college freshman who just couldn't be bothered to put clothes on for class and therefor came in pjs. I've posted enough of these statuses (stati?) that several friends have said...oh just post a blog about it.
So I grew up in the South. I remember, as a child, dressing to fly...like Sunday clothes. Now I admit that I don't go so far any longer, but I just don't understand this phenomenon of 1. bringing everything you own and everything from your bed (i.e. blanket, pillow, stuffed animal) 2. throwing on whatever it was that you wore to the gym yesterday, or whatever you slept in last night.
There must be a happy medium. So this blog is dedicated to the best and the worst of travel fashion (oh let's be real...it's mainly for the worst)
I love you and I love this blog already. Since your first trip is to Las Vegas, the capital of "oh, you're wearing THAT in public" (well, it shares the title with any Walmart anwhere), I would like to hear the tales of innapropriate "travel clothes" in the hotels, casinos, and beyond. Grannies in puff-paint kitty sweaters, men in bolo ties, whores dressed in...well, you know how whores be dressin'.
ReplyDeleteGodspeed to you.