I did it! I survived Hawaii with just one bag! I wore everything I brought, washed some of it in the tub for a second (or third) wearing, and didn’t really regret not having anything. I was very, very thankful for the last-minute leggings when it started raining. My surprise best-pack item was my 5 inch platform espadrilles, which I wore non-stop after destroying my feet with wet leather flip flops on the first day (pro tip: don’t get so tipsy on the first night that you don’t notice your shoes are cutting your feet).
I got home at midnight Tuesday night, spent Wednesday and Thursday on a mad work/laundry/shopping/packing/VIP-table-booking rampage, and am almost ready to get on the road for Vegas at 1 today, after I finish food shopping and get my hair and eyelashes done. Whew. In hindsight, it may have been a bad idea to plan 2 major trips 3 days apart.
I’ve decided I’m taking PC’s rolley bag. It has a smaller packable area, but it expands and I can push or pull it if it is too heavy. Which it will be, with all my shoes, hair product, cosmetics, and styling tools. Here’s what I’m bringing this time:
(Sorry y’all, no time for packing-in-process pictures. I’m on a deadline here!)
Hot pink slutty dress, per the bride’s request (Friday)
Bright blue not-so-slutty dress (Saturday)
Navy maxi dress (Sunday or Monday)
2 tees: Jason Wu kitty tee; bar tee from SD joint “Neighborhood,” with this logo on it
5 tanks (what? It’s hot in Vegas) including 2 “bridesmaid” tanks (bride’s request)
2 bikinis and 2 tops to be worn as pool coverups
Tiny booty shorts for sleeping and the pool
Undies including special $80 strapless immovable bra
Toiletries & makeup
Sequin and gold metallic small bags
Flip flops (NOT the evil ones that ate my feet up)
Magic comfy espadrille wedges
Not-so-comfy-but-really-hot gray studded-heel platforms
Hidden: Curling iron; stand up mirror and power strip for our makeup and hair station, so we don’t have 4 grown women fighting over the bathroom.
Yes, I’m bringing much, much more than I did to Hawaii, but it’s justified. Packing for Vegas is as close to polar opposite from Hawaii as you can get while still being in the same climate. Vegas requires more makeup, bigger shoes, bigger hair, more outfit options, more jewelry, just MOAR. Now, I’m cheating with the One Bag thing this time; I’m leaving my running shoes in the car because I’m not sure I’ll do any out-of-room workouts. Also, I’m bringing a case of alcohol and 3 Trader Joe’s bags of food, mixers & garnishes which clearly won’t fit into one (over)stuffed bag. I’m not one to let rules get in the way of necessity.
Bring on the party!