Travel Togs

I'm travelling to Toronto today, to meet up with my adorable cousin, Marcia. (Seriously, she is adorable, and was once described aptly as being like a puppy. Still applies, even though she is now 50-ish years old. She also happens to be a groundbreaking researcher and medical doctor without coming off as the least bit pedantic or condescending.) We're going to have a slumber party!

But I digress.

That picture of Britney shows how I wish I could dress when I travel: sloppy, baggy, comfy, with no attention to hair or make-up. (Her make-up looks like morning-after raccoon eyes.) The same look you'd put on to take the garbage to the curb, hoping no one you know happens to see you.

However, I have found that, unless you are an internationally recognised celebrity, people will treat you better if you step it up a notch, so I usually end up in something more like this.

Much better, isn't it? Still casual, but pulled together. Today, I'm wearing a loose tunic-top and heavy leggings with polished boots and a pretty scarf. 

I've also taken the time to put on make-up, which I don't do every day, now that I'm retired (happy dance!), and put my hair in a messy top knot instead of my lazy ponytail. I think I look okay. Though I'm second-guessing the hair. It's a little more "messy" than "top knot."

But, boy, do I envy the sweatpants and just-jumped-out-of-bed make-up.