For a quick holiday weekend getaway south, intentionally packed no black pants. White, grey, light blue denim, yes, several black tops and all black workout wear. Black yoga pants do not count as black pants, and black yoga pants should probably only be worn when doing such yoga, or while sipping coffee with those you have breakfast with.
It’s about -6 degrees back home, schools are closed. Scooted out-of-town, threw some stuff in a carry-on; black dress, white dress, white bikini (fingers crossed), white jeans, grey jeans, wore blue jeans and black boots on the plane, black puffer, it’s cold even down here, two cashmere sweaters, two cotton blouses, a couple of tanks, a pair of sneakers, some stacked heel white sandals. That’s it, getting the color from the bag, Chartreuse, and the fancy from the small shoulder bag, Prada, and a couple different bracelets.
Saw another woman at the airport loaded down with three suitcases on rollers, wow, why? It’s good to discipline yourself when packing and only bring the things you really wear, and really love. Makes it easier for yourself and everyone around you.