Another day, another dress-up challenge; get from Florida to Chi-city (a 50-degree weather fluctuation) with whatever you can pack in your carry-on.
I got this:
My beach-dress masquerading as a maxi-skirt, pigtails for travel, and gray tights/socks/my puffy coat thrown on top when it became necessary (as it did).
I’ll admit; I missed my bed. And my cat. And my roommates and The Office and all that . . . .
Back to the grind, folks.