Still going through photo’s for my background, I was struck by 1.) how photogenic I am not, and 2.) how classy I look – JOKE – when I’m on holiday.
Here I am I think about 3 years ago, in Edinburgh for the famous Tattoo.
Clearly I wasn’t going for the fashionista look. I’m thinking classical wet look, with a hint of “what on earth was you thinking?”
The weather really caught us out that day though. We’d arrived to dry and warm conditions and opted for a good meal before the night’s events. By the time we left the pub it was chucking it down. Just look at my legs, my jeans were soaking. I even shriek TOURIST! Can you see the Edinburgh Tattoo logo on my oversized poncho?
I never cease to amaze myself with my travel dress-code. It’s almost as if once I leave the borders of my home for a trip, local or overseas, my dress sense remains behind. Not that I’m a style queen in general that is. No, no, not at all. But at least I try to look reasonably put together …she hopes.
I’m looking to venture overseas shortly, so any tips on packing would be appreciated. And if this means buying a whole new summer look, well I’m game – don’t tell hubby though he may well confiscate
my his little piece of plastic.