Category: Adventures
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What the lake gave me
My title is influenced by Frida Kahlo’s What the Water Gave Me. Lake Michigan has a magnetic energy that pulls me in with every glance. I’m like a moth drawn to the flame. It is mesmerizing, energizing, and always inspiring. But despite my love for all things aquatic, this is the first year I saw…
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Summer Sendoff in Monee
This summer has introduced me to a newfound love of nature. I have been camping more times than I can count, but this summer and during the pandemic is the first time I actively sought out nature. When I saw an event for kayaking and a cookout for $20 at the Monee Reservoir, I signed…
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Lakeshore Drive-In and Lovecraft Country
Going to the Drive-In during COVID I haven’t been to a drive-in since the late nineties. If memory serves me correctly, I saw a double feature of Twister and Erasure in the south suburbs. And in the movie Twister, a tornado hits a drive-in. This experience was much better. And full of so many joyful…
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Glitter is my favorite color
I was a teenager of the nineties. When I lived in the burbs, we had one store, Radio Swap, that sold cool nineties accoutrements: cassette tapes, psychedelic accessories, Manic Panic hair dye, silver body jewelry, etc. Quality glitter was almost obsolete in the suburbs. Glitter was not the easiest thing to obtain, but a makeup…
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Bumble 2020 Vision Board Party
2020. Close your eyes. What do you see? What is your vision? I make resolutions. I read horoscopes. I make wishes when I see 11:11. Last year felt like a roller-coaster in both good ways and bad ways. When my friend suggested going to Portia King’s Bumble 2020 Vision Party, I was all in. This…
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The One of a Kind Show
Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde. I went to Chicago’s One of a Kind Show at the Merchandise Mart. I went without a game plan, but with a two hour time limit. I was determined to only find things that stood out from the usual art, jewelry, and kitsch. This is…
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St.Jane Hotel with Youth and Yarrow
I’ve waited for the bus across the street from St. Jane Hotel more times than I can count. While listening to the reggae beats of Mr. Brown’s Lounge, I’ve glanced into the posh window of Free Reign and glimpsed into a life more stylish than mine. Until today. St. Jane Hotel and Youth and Yarrow…