Every summer, we make elaborate plans to See The American West, in all its vastness and glory. Then we just drive to Chicago instead.
This summer was great because it didn't involve any college visits, and we could actually spend time in the city instead of trying to figure out how to get to Evanston or Rogers Park. Here's what we did with this new-found freedom:
 |
| the staircase at the Museum of Contemporary Art...at the bottom is a pool with carp |
|
 |
| from underneath | |
|
|
 |
| Cora was very intent on taking a picture of me outside the museum. (Urban Outfitters skirt, Forever 21 blouse, Gap shades) |
 |
| in four solid years of Chicago trips, I've never gotten sick of the Bean. |
 |
| (Target dress, Nine West flats, belt stolen from Cora) | | | |
|
 |
| drinking a peach freeze at a restaurant in Chinatown |
 |
| this woman was not so sure about us |
 |
| dancing in the park |
 |
| the Art Institute had an unbelievable Henri Cartier-Bresson exhibit...below are some of the photographs we saw. |
 |
| (Truman Capote) |
 |
| this was my favorite...a man arriving in New York from Europe after being separated from his mother during World War II. |
No comments:
Post a Comment