"I take all the drinks I like, any time, any place. I go where I want to with anybody I want. I just happen to be that kind of a girl."
--from the The Blue Dahlia (1946)
Chicago was a whirlwind of fun, although I may have spent as much time at the airport as I did the city.
I think I managed maybe a few good pictures. Maybe. I was tired and distracted.
Best acquistion: my sweetie and I each got an Our Lady of Guadalupe glow-in-the-dark figurine. For some reason, I felt matching souvenirs was incredibly romantic.
Best thing I took in my carry on luggage: A speculum. Got a couple of raised eyebrows there and it wasn't even metal.
Finest "krista" moment: Within hours of a discussion of how I get far too drunk when I do shots and simply must stop doing them, I proceed to do 4 on a nearly empty stomach. I'm sure the people I handed my business card to were really impressed.
Most ridiculous "krista" moment: Drunkenly diving into tiramisu, despite my allergy to wheat. This resulted in an emergency run for benadryl within 15 minutes of eating the damn dessert. And plenty of drunken shot-related stumbling. However, an ER visit was averted.
Oh, I am such a memorable date.
Photo Caption: Me, torn fishnets, and Chicago. Oh yeah, baby.
--from the The Blue Dahlia (1946)
Chicago was a whirlwind of fun, although I may have spent as much time at the airport as I did the city.
I think I managed maybe a few good pictures. Maybe. I was tired and distracted.
Best acquistion: my sweetie and I each got an Our Lady of Guadalupe glow-in-the-dark figurine. For some reason, I felt matching souvenirs was incredibly romantic.
Best thing I took in my carry on luggage: A speculum. Got a couple of raised eyebrows there and it wasn't even metal.
Finest "krista" moment: Within hours of a discussion of how I get far too drunk when I do shots and simply must stop doing them, I proceed to do 4 on a nearly empty stomach. I'm sure the people I handed my business card to were really impressed.
Most ridiculous "krista" moment: Drunkenly diving into tiramisu, despite my allergy to wheat. This resulted in an emergency run for benadryl within 15 minutes of eating the damn dessert. And plenty of drunken shot-related stumbling. However, an ER visit was averted.
Oh, I am such a memorable date.
Photo Caption: Me, torn fishnets, and Chicago. Oh yeah, baby.
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Sounds like Chicago was fun. Strangely enough, one of the places I shopped on Saturday had a display case offering many different sizes of speculum (is the plural speculi?). It also had a nice DIY section for people who wanted to build their own playrooms, and a liquid latex department. I like this new breed of department store heheh