I wear a lot of clothes. If you're reading this blog, you should know by now that I like stuff. I wear a lot of things at once, lots of layers and accessories. My closet is nearly always spilling out into my bedroom, and oftentimes trying to take over living rooms as well. Therefore, it was quite the task to go through my wardrobe, and narrow it down to just what I would really want for the next five months. It took three separate rounds of sorting, and two voices of reason (thanks Mom and Chelsey!) for me to end up with two rather large suitcases and an overstuffed carryon. Even with all this, when I got to the airport I had one bag that was 47 pounds and one that was 53. I was sent to re-distribute the weight. Airlines are crazy, yeah?
Your welcome sweetie! Sorry you were so close on the weight thing. How'd the carryon work out?
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