"I don't do fashion, I am fashion" Coco Chanel

Currently I am perched in the centre of my bed surrounded by mounds of clothes, underwear, shoes, swimwear . . even toiletries! Why is packing so difficult? Normally I quite happily overpack, the obligatory outfit for each night plus a couple spare, shoes to match each outfit and double the amount of underwear actually required.
Now, even I don't have 365 outfits (SIGH) but what continues to worry me is the fact that I will be hauling my choices along EVERY STEP OF THE WAY. My travelling partner has said on numerous occasions that he won't be doing it for me, why this is such a big issue I don't know but it is certainly making my life harder!
So, what is a girl to do?
A very unhelpful chap in the 'backpacking' store told me to pack as if I was going away for a week. I wanted to inform him that not all of us are into the 'I wear the same trousers for a week and change my top every couple of days' look that he was pulling off so well but thought better of it.

So instead I have narrowed it down to the following:

• 10 pairs shorts
• 30 tops
• 3 jumpers
• 20 dresses/skirts
• 5 pairs jeans/leggings
• 7 bikinis
• 8 pairs of shoes (I only sneaked in 1 pair of heels, I know impressive!)
• 7 bras and about 30 pairs of knickers

Phew, that was hard work and at present it has not all managed to fit into the case but it will even if it kills me!

The only thing that I could possibly find harder is saying goodbye to my loved ones . . .

My first attempt starts tonight . . .

(I have chosen a black dress to represent my state of mourning)

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