shorts & belt: topshop
cat totebag: paul and joe
lentes: target
I can't afford to travel across the world at the moment. So what's the next best thing? Discovering new parts of your own town. Chicago always has these little bits of Mexico that take me back there. Though on the other hand it does feel like MX on these unrelenting summer days. I recently just discovered this gem of a building across the street from Taqueria Traspasada. When I'm chowing down on tacos and sipping on Topo Chico (sparkling water) I like to stare out the window and imagine a world where this place was a popular spot for all the big hair and cat eye wearing Prima Donnas in the late 60s early 70s. I fantasize about everyone being serenaded by Elizabeth as she sings "Soy Loca Por Ti" while young couples dance cheek to cheek. I wonder what happened to this place, it's so big a grand....Its sad to see such a beautiful building go to waste, but I also find myself attracted to the hollowness of this dead building. It really is beautiful. As for me, you can see that I'm still channeling the 90s, and though I'm not cray about midriffs (I'm also not cray for the word "cray") I think they can still be playful, when it's just a taste and not a three course meal ;(