a weekend in Chicago, part I
Introducing my best friend Kyle Tidd: consumate host, socialite, art critic, reluctant unicorn tamer.
GO CHICAGO!
What a hip motherfucker. (Photo exhibit at the Gene Siskel Film Center.)
Anyone know who this is? I love her drama. UPDATE: A kind soul informed me it was Greta Garbo. I’ve officially lost 50 film student points.
Creeping on the Joffrey Ballet through the window of the Siskel Center. Look at those lovelies! You’re instantly art when you’re a ballerina, no matter what you’re doing.
These acid-burn layered tights caused quite a stir in Macy’s. Even the high priestess of legwear, the lady working the tights counter, praised my DIY nylon-shredding skills. That’s RECESSION-PROOF TALENT, folks.
What’s that ribbon I’m standing on connected to, you ask? See Chicago Part II…
thanks sir!! I was being legit. will update accordingly.
that is a magnificent portrait of kyle. you are tops.
Thanks Alana! He’s quite dashing, our Kyle…
don’t know if you’re being facetious or fo’ real, but it’s greta garbo.