22-inches. The new chic! Caught up with how things appear, like my beat-up green suitcase from plane, train, car, TSA, and border patrolmen and women abuse, I browsed suitcases at LAX luggage thinking I may invest in a shiny new... Could I live out of a 22-inch carry-on? Appearances. Size matters. Size costs. Bigger is no longer better.
More can be grotesque, greedy, or worse, a backache. Like the monster SUVs hogging the roads, parking spaces, and gas--now-a-days you must think small and think twice about bringing a strappy pair of shoes.
My mother is a world traveler who plans her trips based on one color scheme.
No need to match purses and shoes beyond the chosen black, green, or purple.
Pick one. And live within the limits.
I'll let you know what I decide. I had my eye on a 22-inch Victorinox.
Any suggestions?
