A Walk Through Chicago


I recently spent my Labor Day laboring through the streets of Chicago. Except not really. I spent most of my time laboring through large cocktails and tacos and a whole bunch of mac and cheese. I was lucky I was able to actually go on a brief stroll through Lincoln Park in attempts to combat the lard that was settling in my body. 


I stumbled across this charming little street (local Chigoans? No clue...) and found lots of fun inspiration from the charming brownstones that make Chicago so swoon worthy. 


I thought the burst of color on these balconies was a fun hello on a particularly gloomy day.


Who doesn't love a little black window action? Me likes. Especially the arched windows and door.


I'm so jealous of people with big bay windows. Such a cozy area for a warm sitting area. Or a lush banquette would be a delightful option for an afternoon cat nap in the window.


 I would paint her. And she would say, "oh muh guuuh, thaaaaanks!"


This sister and brother combo were pretty adorbs. 


And then I came across this.


And got real personal and all up in their bushes.


Have you seen someone take so many pictures of boxwoods? I just love me a manicured hedge. Raawr.


I mean, who has a chevron boxwood garden?!


These people. With impeccable brownstone taste.