There is a distinct difference between an outfit I’d wear on a short flight, and one I’d wear for the long-haul.
Top by Agent Ninety-nine, American Apparel white tank (underneath), Sportsgirl harem pants, Country Road wrap/scarf, RumbaTime rubber watch, Steve Madden flats
The difference is, I’m a ginormous slob on a long-haul flight.
Although to my credit, I’ve decided to wear flats today because I seem to be under the general impression they’ll make me look less hobo, and more hobo-chic.
Man am I going to pay for this dearly later on the flight when my feet swell to twice their usual size.
BUT WHO CARES, ‘COS I’M HEADED TO MELBOURNE FOR A FORTNIGHT! THAAAAT’S RIGHT!
FRIENDS, COUSINS: CLEAR YOUR SCHEDULES!!! MINTY’S IN TOWN!
Maybe I should start sending out a coupla texts and BBMs. I’m largely aware my nearests and dearests don’t check this blog nearly as maniacally as I’d like to believe. -_-
And also: what did you think of this? Should I do more series? Let me know in the comments (+ hit me with suggestions for other series), and thanks as always for your feedback and support! xx