See, Indigo? I totally took your advice and rolled better than the baker.
(yet another retro What's Lovely; who's ready for some more time travelin'?)
What's Lovely for (this past) Monday, May 10, 2010: Having three-- THREE-- guys help you out on three separate occasions while you're lugging around your suitcases around Chicago.
Occasion 1: Young man who kindly offered to help Pink and I scoot our five suitcases out of the train.
Occasion 2: I FELL UP THE ESCALATOR TRYING TO CARRY TWO SUITCASES WHICH WAS TERRIFYING only to have this six-foot tall dude standing right behind me catch my flailing self. Whew.
Occasion 3: Another young fellow who after some thought helped poor Pink carry a suitcase up the stairs.
Oy vey, how sadly damsel in distress of us. At least the rest of the day wasn't quite so hilariously pitiful (I'd like to think).
My facial expression doesn't nearly give our godforsaken task of carrying our suitcases around proper justice.
Bringin' out my inner Glamourai, what with being in the city and wearin' a kimono. Bein' fancy like that.
With a little coaxing, we had a mini photo shoot outside the Chicago Art Institute.
Shirt&Belt- secondhand : Scarf- gift from Pink! : Kimono- garage sale : Cardigan- TJMaxx (now LOST wtf) : Skinnies- Gap : Socks- magic? : Shoes- Old Navy : Purse- TJMaxx
That big black thing in my purse is my sketchbook: one of my most favorite things to do is take rough sketches of the works I see at art museums. Shut it, I'm deep like that.
Nearly two hours wasn't nearly enough to enjoy some of our favorite art-- like good ol' Toulouse-Lautrec, that lovable absinthe-soaked midget.
Forget the Da Vinci Code: we need to solve the mystery of Why is Adrien Brody Disguised as a Woman in this Painting.
I'm glad I managed to sneak in this picture; this woman's coat is a work of fabulous art.
When in Chicago, you must take the obligatory pictures at the Bean.
For lunch (and proper pre-shopping fuel), I had my first authentic Chicago deep dish. Shoveling into it with a fork and knife was definitely a challenge.
Pink's family friends' home (did you get all that?) is near the Baha'i Temple of Worship, which I had the fortune to take pictures of (only on the outside though, cameras weren't allowed inside).
Isn't the detailing amazing? I thought it resembled a paper cut-out, only strangely solid. And thus ends my adventure in Chicago. Much like Ferris Bueller's, only not. Funny thing, since I didn't even see that movie... woops.