In three days I’m going on holiday to Caen, France. I have always had a bit of a love/hate relationship with packing for holidays; I used to be extremely bad at it. I would bring a ballgown but no underwear, throw in a glitter catsuit at the last minute but fail to bring any black tanktops. I once spent an entire week in England wearing nothing but bright purple leggings, and on a trip to Paris paired my attempts at stylish Parisienne fashion with a borrowed hoodie because I forgot to bring a jacket. Because I am now desperate to avoid another trip being simultaneously over- and underdressed I start packing roughly a week before I leave. Luckily I am currently unemployed, so I could spend the necessary amount of time making lists of potential items to bring, trying them on, changing my mind, and then rolling them meticulously and putting them in a carefully selected piece of luggage. I am going to look stylish as fuck in Caen.
(I am getting very into drawing my wardrobe and will not let my lack of talent stand in the way of that)