Well Hello, Chicago!
Let the wild fun begin!
First of all, this city is gorgeous.
The jury’s still out on whether or not Midwesterners know how to party, but they sure know how to keep it clean. This city is pristine. At least the 10 blocks I’ve seen so far.
Jenny and I grabbed dinner with Gabrielle last night at Bice and consumed an entire year’s allotted carb intake. Then we wandered around in a simple sugar coma for the rest of the night.
And then Jenny repeatedly insulted my baggage to 15,000 people on Twitter.
Dudes. It’s not THAT big.
Or, well, I mean, it’s kinda big.
A grown woman can stick website stickers all over it, like her own personal billboard, and then climb inside of it. Clutching the entire contents of a mini bar.
This trip will probably get interesting.