'A woman must be two things: classy and fabulous' - Coco Chanel
My last month has been filled with writing strategic plans and international management uni text books, leaving very little time to further our planning for our Grand Adventure. In those rare quiet moments though - when it's just me and my laptop - the cloud of work over my head dissipates as I earnestly search online to ensure probably the most important aspect of our trip is ready. It's the element without which any images of our time away will not be the same. It's the One Thing I simply must have.
Because I'm going to Paris. To Rome. To England.
It's Coco Chanel, Audrey Hepburn and my friend Miia (think Grace Kelly).
It's art galleries, museums, theatres.
It's Monet, Rembrandt, Da Vinci (the artist, not the code).
...A girl can't be traipsing through the Louvre in just anything. She can't walk through Chatsworth House (aka Pemberley) scraping food off her hoodie. And she most certainly can't have a beanie/scarfe/jacket combo that doesn't match.
Even with my extensive and committed research, I haven't chosen any fabulous and classy clothes yet, but I have discovered where to shop in Paris (what did people do before the internet???). I may go with Mark's recommendation to fly in wearing 'comfortable' clothes (which will of course still have to meet my Minimum Requirements), pack light and shop on arrival. Quite apart from reducing my pre-trip stress, it means I'm buying clothes for a European winter from Europe - probably a good thing one of us is practical.
Here's the thing I've finally come to accept about myself - I care passionately about people doing The Right Thing, about good ethics and integrity driving our choices, and about the fact that volunteering is the most powerful force for social change we have....I also care that I look good while I'm caring about these things.
For all my complexities I'm quite a simple creature.