submission from Turner

Yes Turner, you made the cut...

I love traveling in France because it requires looking good. They will straight up throw you off the train for wearing sweatpants. Not a pillow in sight, not even for babies. In fact, I think I saw more designer labels and heels on trains than I did on the ground. Like you, Liz, there's not much I like better than traveling and looking good. The two together? Sublime.

I was glad to have brought my seersucker with me this summer. It's as light as khaki in terms of weight and temperature, but the lines in the fabric disguise the inevitable (for me) "chocolate crumb melting on the seat" situation, or speck of pasta sauce dropped in the lap. Even better than khakis, from a packing perspective, is that you can go from travel comfort to upscale garden party just by throwing on a jacket - neither of which are you required to iron. WINNING!

My outfit for CDG-ATL added some French vocabulary to my otherwise Southern accent. A fashion tee I picked up at a boutique fits well enough, with an interesting enough design, that it kept me both classy and cool. I mean, c'mon, anything with French writing on it is immediately classier. And remember, ain't no A/C in all of Europe, so you want a tee when you're hauling luggage and sitting in a crowd of 400 people for 9 hours. 

The hat, which I brought for the purposes of sunbathing while blonde, had to come with so as not to get squashed in my luggage, and had to go on my head so as not to get squashed in the overhead bin. Except for intense scrutiny at US Customs, it was met with general cheer. I look so anglo, there's no way I could ever pass for French, so why bother trying not to look like a tourist? Which this hat admittedly screams.

Finally, you can't go wrong with old school adidas. No matter what you think or how you feel about them or the Puma war, they say casual, but serious about it. And I am.

Then I went to the airport and stood behind this: An entire FAMILY of fannypacks. In fairness, they were leaving France, and not just arriving.

Note from Liz:  I disagree about the Adidas.  I am not a fan of the Adidas.  This would have been made perfect with a loafer or driving moccasin.