Monday, June 27, 2011

A fabulous weekend

I mean that in more ways than one.


See what I mean? Yeah, that's a dude Lady Gaga with inflatable pointy-boobies. Yowzas.

This was my first Chicago Pride Parade experience, and I have to say I thought this storied event would amount to a whole lot of overrated. Not so, friends. After a colorful (you're welcome for the pun) mimosa brunch at Deleece Pub on Clark (UM, DELISH), we meandered the streets filled to the brim with decked out parade-goers. I was self-conscious about my goofy rainbow-full outfit before I stepped out of the house, but let me just say I blended right in with the festive supporters. 

Speaking of support, I was so refreshed and proud of my city when my entire neighborhood just came to life with support for our gay community. It seemed that every single place of business lining the Boys Town streets were adorned with rainbow flags and other Pride-full emblems. 

Aside from my excellent Sunday Funday, I had an all-around stellar time enjoying the sunshine and falling in love with this city all over again. To be honest, the 9 month winter is enough to make even the loyaly loyalest of Chitown lovers feel forlorn and doubting. 

Saturday was a straight up beach day with friends. 


We weren't the only ones with this bright idea.


I guess it must be my overflowing excitement for the warm weather, but I just couldn't get enough of the daytime cocktails and sunshine. Went a little overboard with the former, so I'll be posting my favorite way to detox from a boozy or food-heavy weekend playtime. 

How do you celebrate awesome weekend weather, and what makes you proud of your city? Hope you guys had a refreshing 48 hours of fun times!


1 comment:

  1. It must sound strange, but being a movie fanatic...whenever I see Chicago in a movie is when I can feel a recognizable sense of pride. Knowing that my city had something special to offer, and so much so that filmmakers choose it for a location (Dark Knight / Blues Brothers are 2 great examples)

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