Shoes: Filippo Raphael
I used to be fantastic at packing a capsule wardrobe for a holiday. I could go away, and carry a bag smaller than my girlfriend’s make-up bag.
I’m not sure quite when I lost the skill for putting together two week’s worth of outfits from a pair of jeans, some sandals and a couple of t-shirts, but lost it I have.
It’s even harder when I come home to Canberra, because a) I’m trying to impress my ultra-fashionable friends with my outstanding sense of style (hah!); b) the weather’s never exactly what you think it will be; and c) the plus-size shopping in Canberra is…. limited, to say the least.
This year I made a concerted effort to pack sensibly: Two pairs of jeans (wide, and straight), two cardigans (black and red), a couple of plain t-shirts (white, black, red) and a couple of patterned ones (striped, Grug). Plus a couple of “nice” pieces, like my rose-skirt, my red silk Christmas skirt, and – because I’ve decided I love it, even though I would get more wear out of a denim skirt – my denim dress. Plus some belts and scarves and whatnot to “inject some personality”.
And that’s it.
It’s very restrained, and limited, and I’ve been away from home less than a week and I’m already desperate for different clothes.
I may have to hit Canberra’s new DFO with my sister this week before I expire of wardrobe-boredom.