Bow Ties o’ the Day are each vying for me to select them for our Tucson/Vegas trip tomorrow. It’s a cacophony of bow tie voices around here today as each one is begging, “Me, me! Take me!”
I’m sure those of you who have had kids remember the times you were leaving them home with a sitter and they clung to your neck or your legs with every ounce of their strength, pleading with you to either not go at all or to take them with you. That’s how every piece of neckwear in The Tie Room is acting this morning while I pack. I feel like Meryl Streep in SOPHIE’S CHOICE. I’m stuck deciding something that will injure tie/bow tie feelings, no matter what I choose. The weeping and wailing The Skit will hear emanating from The Tie Room for a week will be tough on her.
I pack mostly bow ties to accompany me on travel adventures. Neckies tend to easily get in the way when you are sightseeing or otherwise exploring. Think about it: hiking, walking, tramming can be dangerous with a tie blowing around or possibly getting caught in machinery or roller coaster cars.
Flying with bow ties, however, has a downside too. Although you don’t have to worry about a bow tie getting in the way while you wear it, you have to pack them in individual boxes, so they don’t get smashed in your suitcase. That means they take up a lot of space. For example, I will be gone 7 days, which means I need to take at least 14 pieces of neckwear, since I usually post twice per day. That leaves a shortage of space for clothing in my carry-on bag. And I only travel with a carry-on– and my laptop bag. I refuse to pay $30 to check a suitcase. Heck, you might see photos of me wearing the same clothes every time I post a pic this week. But I won’t be wearing the same neckwear in each post. That’s not how I roll. Or fly, or see the sights.