Hey, guess what! I'm packing my pink luggage full of more-than-I-need wardrobe items (....taking an electric blue bustier with shocking pink satin laces down the front. Fear not, I never ever wore it, but I like to cart it around in case I'm in a traffic accident and the contents of my luggage get sprawled all over the Interstate. Makes for some advanced rubber necking opportunities for passing motorists...) for a mid-February weekend in the great state of New York.

Yep, this is it! The inaugural outing of the actual pink suitcase, (trust me, she will eventually be given a proper name... any suggestions?) and a ceremonial christening with a bashing (OK, maybe just a splashing) of pink champagne before the departure.

I plan to take pictures. I wonder if she has learned to smile........