Today I dressed in shades of blue and green I had selected for my flight.
Sleep is a wonderous thing.
Last night I was cursing my suitcase and my limited wordrobe for the next 7 weeks.
I was doubting the harebrained decision that brought me to this precipice of the journey I’m about to go on.
I could only be grumpy about the idea of it all. What was I thinking?!
Comfy blue and green tweed skirt with tights and tall black boots. A blue lace cami under a denim button up and my retro blue dress coat.
Comfy for traveling and well dressed enough to get first class if it is available.
I checked the mirror. I saw a classy lady.
I went through security and the female TSA agent gushed over my outfit.
Yep, I’m ready for Paris.
