The Thought Process of Packing for a Weekend Away
Note to self: remember toothbrush this time
I’m going to Southampton this. I’m taking a Jitney to get there which means I’ll want to pack light because I’ll probably want to walk to the stop, which also means I can’t take the box of container tea on my kitchen counter because it’s brown and muddy and seems like an unlikely pairing for a bag full of white stuff.
Do I have plans for the weekend? LOL.
Will I leave the house? Maybe. Once. On Saturday morning, likely to buy basil because I know my mom won’t tell me that she hates my guacamole, which is more of an Italian e-guaque-molé than anything else. What does one wear to go to the supermarket, you wonder? Black tie casual, of course. Assume that on Saturday I’ll want to wear nothing but a bathing suit and button down shirt over it. I left a good striped linen one from J.Crew behind last weekend. No need to re-pack that. And then I’ll take that lilac Lisa Marie Fernandez one-piece with me. Maybe the combo will make for another opportunity for the Instagram community to tell me I look pregnant. You know what, I’ll re-do last weekend. No need to bring anything new. I’ll wear the white sandal-Scholl’s again and call it a look.
So what am I doing Friday night? Probably dinner at home + my parents’ friends. Do we have anyone over? UPS hasn’t delivered a thing in months — I haven’t seen Cool Dad Keith in a while. I wonder what he does on weekends. It’ll probably be a bit chilly. Maybe the capris with a white button down shirt. Or khakis with a silk tank top so that I can wear a whole bunch of necklaces and a utility jacket. But do I really need a jacket? I’ll just take a sweater. Maybe that new ivory one from Madewell. I’ll wear one of my dad’s sweaters. That’s settled, okay.
And it’ll look great with white jeans. I think I left a pair there. Okay. No culottes, no button down, no khakis, no necklace. Easy.
Okay — back to Saturday. What did I do with that Lisa Marie Fernandez poncho that I found on The Outnet last February? What a cool alternative to towels. I’m just gonna pack a couple sarongs too. To wear in my hair? Around my waist? To choke myself with? These should fit in a handbag.
And then what happens Saturday night? Dinner? At home? Out? If we do in fact head out, I should just take and wear that turquoise mini dress from The Reformation. That’ll pair nicely with those suede Gianvito Rossi sandals. Is suede a weird fabric for over there? Maybe clogs are better suited for Saturday night. But do I want to wear clogs either? Something about the dress that–why am I getting so anxious about dressing for the weekend? Maybe I keep thinking of loafers and white jeans and looking like Amelia and that’s not me. Thank heavs! I’ve never even tried a lobster roll. Keep it real, Leandra. Think leather jacket. Oh, oh! How abouuuuut: white jeans again? With a plain white t-shirt? AND A GARDEN GROWN FLOWER IN MY HAIR?
Look at that, I don’t even need to pack a bag.
Background Photo via Louis Vuitton
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