I’d like to say that I’m packing light for my trip to BeautyCon in Los Angeles this weekend. I’d like to say that I’m bringing two shirts, a pair of shorts, and a dress, and that I’m going to be the ultimate master of mixing and matching. But I prefer to avoid gratuitously lying on my blog.
The last time I was in Los Angeles, I was drooling on Mickey Mouse at Disneyland and only ate macaroni and cheese. I had no idea what high heeled shoes were, and I couldn’t have cared less about going to a pool party unless people were actually swimming. I’ve already confessed how little-kid dazzled I am by the glamour of fashion in a big city, and Los Angeles takes the glamour of San Francisco and gives it highlights, a spray-tan, and thrice-weekly Pilates.
So, I’m bringing seven pair of shoes for three days, and I’m damn proud. I could pretend that this is just another routine weekend trip in the life of a fashion blogger, but it’s not. Frankly, I’m so excited I’m about to pee myself (ok, not really- I would never ruin my new leather shorts).
To try to slightly tone down my tendency to pack like a rabid wolf chowing down on its last fashion meal, I stuck to neutrals for my outfits and added pops of my beloved fuchsia with accessories and fun nails. The badass sandals I mentioned before proved to be absolutely walkable, so I’m going to rely on them for most of the trip other than evenings when I hobble from a cab to a barstool. And who can resist a neon-pink bikini?
Who knows, maybe I’ll actually swim.