flying in style
Flying in style is something that we always admire. We have seen chic travelers in transit whose couture efforts gain attention when they sashay in these busy public ports: Bulgari coat complete with a full Louis Vuitton luggage ensemble is just one of the classic scenes we have seen in the past. Recently I saw a guy in his late 50’s who’s rockin’ the airport hall with a simple yet classic denim, plain white tees, a pair of Bally boots and a Balenciaga tote–your uncle really is owning it! (snap snap)
Us being backpackers, not wanting to look like muppets with tattoos, will be contradicting our traveling style if we sport a Prada and Michael Kors with our backpacks on. We would rather spend the 1,000 dollars to book a ticket for our New York holidays than buy a Bottega suit and Chanel basics.
Last month I was in transit on my way to Bali. I was dozing off peacefully when a character popped out of thin air, her presence woke me up from REM to full consciousness in a matter of 2 seconds, workin’ her way across gate 12 of terminal 1, a lady in her late 30’s made a scene as if she owned the hall way.
Imagine a 5 foot 3 model wannabe, wearing a ‘puta’ red trench coat made of poppy cotton gabardine making some irritating shrieking noise as she trot carrying her god-knows-who’s-designer bag high up in the air, rubbing it to everyone’s faces. Fashionable? MAYBE! Appropriate? Hell NO!
She looked like Elmo possessed by Linda Blair, and she exudes this aura of a damp doormat and wet poodle!
I couldn’t help but mumble like a ventriloquist to myself “ugh, lady… we are going to Bali, IN-dow-ne-shaaaa, flights to New York is in the other terminal”
Maybe she missed the fine print that Bali is currently at 30 degrees centigrade and the country is just under this imaginary line called EQUATOR. I tried ignoring her but what made me cringe was when I (actually the entire room) overheard her conversation with her equally fashionably incongruous entourage about her garb… “I know you like my Yves Saint Laurent 2012 Cruise trench! Ho Ho Ho Ho“
My saliva almost went up to my nostrils. The horror!
Boarding time came and I felt a sign of relief after more than 40 minutes of her non-stop yakking, because mysteriously, Miss mutant Elmo disappeared out of sight.
Then I saw her hiding quietly on her window side seat. Why? Because she suddenly realized that her outfit is a screaming twin of the flight attendants’ uniform! LOL TO INFINITY AND BEYOND!
I was already seated when I saw her walking fast towards the lavatory. So being the A**hole that I am and to rub salt to the wound, when she passed my row I intentionally called her attention and asked nonchalantly : “Miss, can I have a bottle of water and a cup of… OH, sorry!”
Her face turned red, matching her Yves Saint Laurent 2012 whatev and weakly walked away. My lips curled with a sinister smile, deep inside I was laughing like a drugged hyaena! Oh, I just wished Monette was there with me! And that’s what we call an Ultra electro magnetic BAAAASH!
There will always be a right outfit for every occasion and location. Being a traveler, backpacker or VIP flyer, you should know the right clothes to wear. I mean it’s really up to you, you can wear a trench in the Bahamas if you are in to extreme experimental fashion exhibition, but just be ready for some loathing and eyebrow raising.
The formula is simple, Try asking yourself this:
- Is it Comfortable?
- Is it weather appropriate?
- Is it culturally accepted?
If you answered two out of three, then you are good to go! Being fashionable is not mandatory!
#askFliptravels (from Miriam_Luisito)
Q: Ron and Monette, Do you always dress up like backpackers in your daily lives?
A: We can only wish we could… LOL
dresses and styling by Santi Obcena