Thursday, November 19, 2009

Hipster or Old Lady?




It's a given fact that I'm almost legally blind. Even with contacts, details are blurry at about 25 feet. With that said, here's today siting/post.

I'm standing on the train platform and I see a woman (at least that's my assumption) in a really loud orange, yellow and brown outfit with bleached platinum hair. I realized that since I couldn't see the details of this person's face that I didn't know whether it was an older lady or a hipster. I also had an epiphany that the two groups dress very similarly.

So, I spent the rest of my train ride looking at these two groups; and I'll be damned if my hypothesis wasn't correct. Even their make-up is eerily the same with bright eye shadow, night time lipstick and too much eyeliner.

Do you think that either group knows this? Are the older ladies way cool or are the hipsters deluding themselves?

Talk among yourselves.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Nice Beret

It's been a while since I've posted, but I'm going to get back in the swing. I have a lot of notes, but just haven't been able to make myself compose them into something that resembles the English language.

I work in an extremely casual office. Our dress code is top & bottom. That's it. When there are clients in the office, you are required to wear big kid pants. Other than that, it's open. Tattoos, piercings, whatever goes.

I sit on the train during rush hour wondering what kind of office people work in to wear the clothes that they have on. I see the fully decked out girls that are fashion to a tee. I secretly want to be one of them, but only if someone would make it all happen for me without me exerting any extra effort. Plus I would need a driver to transport me from door to door, so I wouldn't have to walk in those fabulous heels. But I digress.

I finally saw a "subject" that I absolutely cannot figure out what he does or where he is going at 8am. He was a larger bearish (to coin the gay term) man. On any other day, he probably wouldn't have caught my attention at all. But today....

I first noticed the neon pink finger nail polish. My daughter likes the same shade. To match it, he paired a sequined beret of the same color. The rest of the outfit biker chic. Odd on a regular Tuesday morning wouldn't you say?

Although this outfit would technically fit in our office dress code, we would be IMing all day long about wtf is he wearing since I'm not going to ask a large man to his face "Why the sequined hot pink beret today? Feeling a little disco fabulous?"

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Odd Combinations

My favorite place to people watch in Chicago has to be the Red Line. You really get all the stratas of society on it. So if you read this regularly (which I hope you will), you'll notice a trend.

This morning's Ensemble' of the Day:
I really have no idea what this guy was going for, if anything. Here are the details. REAL leather biker jacket, leather do rag (but he was bald from what I could tell), neon orange hoodie and the big kicker-- purple finger nail polish. That's the point that I got really confused. Since when do bikers wear cheap purple finger nail polish?

I also have an odd fascination on what people are reading. So what was the purple fingered biker reading? "The Physiology of Sexual Relations." Go figure....

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

To The Trannie on the Train


Girl--you got it mostly right today, but I have a few pointers for you so you pass as a real female a little better.


  1. I really liked your outfit. Cute, trendy. I wonder where you found the sizes to fit such a tall, broad shouldered gal such as yourself. However, the shoes were a dead giveaway. Next time go for a nice boot or ballet flat and skip the $5 Saturday night hooker shoes. Great for a drag show, but not so wonderful for the office.
  2. For the most part, only men have blue/black color blindness, so have someone check that you are truly wearing all black or skip it all together.
  3. Most importantly.....learn the difference between tights and leggins'. Your sweater dress was a wee short & when you sat down, we all saw what your momma gave you.
Keep up the good work & you'll look like the rest of the lady commuters soon.

No One Will Steal Your Wheelchair




A few months ago, we were driving down Argyle Street and saw something you definitely don't see in Naperville. There was an electric wheelchair u locked to the bicycle rack. My question was where is that person now? Did they miraculously get healed and walk away? You figure it out.

Welcome!!!


Quite a while back Amy & I (yes, both of us are Amy!) started noticing things around the city that really make city life interesting and unique. We love city life and living in the burbs would be a nightmare for us all.

We started remarking that "you don't see that in Naperville" (which for you non-Chicago people is a way west suburb) to anything that we saw that was unique to city life. Hence the birth of this blog.

We hope to be able to get pictures of some of these occurrences also, but we'll have to be quick! Feel free to send us your city life stories/pictures and we'll post those as well.