So we started packing for the book signing at Blissfest in Arizona. When I look at everything together, it's so glittery and western{ish}. Love it. It's all about the bling and the buckles, right?
Did I mention that I hate to fly? I have many airport horror stories. Well to me, they are scary and horrific. To others, it might be just another day at the office. It takes a lot to get me on a plane and it may even may involve a prescription and a cocktail {both sometimes in a really bad scenario} and God help the brave soul who is my flying companion whenever I do have to fly. This time, it's my Mr. Frey. No one makes me feel safer than him, so I am feeling less apprehensive this time. He has a calmness about him and is so laid back, he is famous for telling me "it's all good mama"
I like packing to fly. That part is F- U -N ! See the masks? We have a vintage western masquerade ball to attend. I got a beautiful slip dress from Glamarella Junk, I think I'll pair with a jean jacket, boots and a belt.
I know these may look out of place, but I never go anywhere without my red shoes below...they are always with me so I can just click my heels three times and be taken home, just like Dorothy. Remember, I hate to fly. So mentally I think my Dorothy shoes will get me home no matter what. Maybe everyone should have a red pair of shoes when traveling? It's all so silly, I know, but whatever gets me on the plane. Maybe the title of this post should be changed to "It's all about the buckles, bling and red shoes"?
