Sometimes I buy into the whole chic airport attire, but for a red eye flight I’m all about comfort. Thankfully I’m nowhere near famous so I don’t have to worry about my fashion faux pas showing up on gossip sites. Like my sock/moccasin combo I am sporting as I write this in Terminal 1.
And when faced with the threat of smeared mascara from 5 hours of semi sleep I chose to go without. So I sit here makeup-less, waiting for my flight realizing I accidentally put on navy leggings instead of black. But- I bet Ill be more comfy in coach than Kim K in first!