Last weekend was a whirlwind involving an impromptu trip to Chicago. Five hours of driving through an immensely bare (and flat) landscape, we finally made it to the Windy City on Friday. It's been a good long time since we'd been back. We frequented it more when we lived just 2 hours south of it, and though our trip was short, it was a very nice visit!
The reason for our visit, and honestly, the only other reason I'd go visit Chicago is my good friend J. How do you know we'd click? We unknowingly bought the same sweater. So of course, we had to take our Tigeriffic swag out to town. At one of the bars we went to, the staff swooned over our coordination. A random gal wearing a tee with a huge tiger on it asked us immortalize our Tigertastic tastes. It was awesome.
J has a peculiarly alluring sense of style composed of meshing religious relics and antiques (and antique-inspired) with touches of Mexican flair.
I also finally got to meet Lenny the cat. Lenny is huge and fluffy and old, and all he does is plop!
Since I didn't even have time to properly pack for the trip, I nabbed the comfiest and easiest stuff to wear. Tights + boots + loose top = Laura looking put together. It was a bit chilly so I grabbed this coat that I scored from my work's recent sample sale. Then, we were off to make the most of our Saturday!
I'm a firm believer in starting any day right. Thus, breakfast. Since J is a HUGE Taco Bell lover, and because B and I were curious about their new breakfast fare, we made that our first stop. Awful decision. I took one bite before deciding not to eat any of the eggs/cheese. Then took another bite and stopped altogether. Thank the maker I got a hashbrown because I had to subsist on that until lunchtime.
We then spent a huge chunk of the morning at Mitsuwa, a Japanese shopping center. We all stocked up on pastries, Japanese candies and treats, magazines, and some cute knick knacks.
And I (starving) got myself a Gabutto burger! Teriyaki beef sandwiched between two rice buns, and some sour cream and onion flavored fries-- YUM!
After we wore ourselves out, we hopped right back into the car and drove back into the city. I surprised myself by belting out most of the lyrics to "The Ketchup Song." We decided to walk off our lunches while getting our shopping fixes. One of our "regular" places to shop is at the Belmont Army. If you've never been, there are five floors of awesomeness: a boutique, a skate shop, military goods, vintage, and a whole floor of footwear.
Surprisingly, I walked out with nothing, even after spending forever trying on stuff. I guess the stars just weren't aligned. Shortly afterwards, B and I had to pack up and leave for home since we had a pottery class early Sunday morning.
The drive back was long, and we were chasing the light. Then I promptly plopped on the bed and slept the night away.