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I leave for Italy next week, and I’m trying to figure out my wardrobe. I’ve abandoned the idea of a carry-on, though how great would it be to stroll right from the plane to customs without anxiously waiting for luggage. (The friend whom I’m meeting in Rome had to make do for four days before his bag finally showed up. OMG!) With variable spring weather, it’s hard to be concise, but the thought of dragging my suitcase around airports and trains, is enough to warrant some discipline. Keeping the shoes down to a minimum is the hardest part. Here’s some surprising advice [2] from a flight attendant who really knows how to squeeze things in.
Image: How Do You Get There, 1941, by H.A. Rey at The Jewish Museum [1].