The idea of never seeing snow again is like me winning $20 on a slot machine. I'd be overjoyed. Chicago has been quite the experience. Nothing what I expected. I really and truly thought I'd come to the Midwest, style the "right" client and my Personal Stylist career would take off. Ummm no. We're in the suburbs of Chicago. They don't dress up here. I asked a Limited store manager where I could find really cute boutiques with different things. She told me that they don't dress like that in the burbs. She said, "The suburbs are more laid back. Only in the city." I gave her the look down. She was right. She had no style.
I also had to drive to Chicago to find a decent hair stylist. Traffic. Traffic. Traffic. I took the traffic and the long waits but all thanks to her assistant, my coint no longer wanted to deal. Sorry not sorry.
I lost all motivation to shoot. Guess what, it's cold as hell here. Freezing. Honey, I couldn't do it. On occasion I'd shoot but I prefer sunny and clear skies without freezing wind chills. As we speak, it's freezing. Very sunny, but freezing. Snow
literally sits on the ground for days. Why?? Because it's FREEZING!! Looking out the window will play tricks on your mind. The days don't let up either. 10 day forecast is all in the teens or single digit with a (-) in front.
Manners? Southern hospitality? What's that? Nobody says, "Yes Ma'am, No Ma'am, Excuse me, Thank you, You're Welcome, How are you, Can I, May I," nothing. Being polite goes out the door swiftly, here. Funky ole attitudes. I have to tell one of my son's teachers how to speak when teaching my son. He started coming home
saying, "Give me" not
asking.
I did push myself to do something different. People are usually drawn to me. Not the other way around. I'm friendly but I don't just walk up to people and make friendships. I started a group on Meetup.com just to find other moms with toddler sons. Drew and myself both got a lifetime friend out of that experience. *
Pats self on the back*
Only a few weeks left in the Midwest and I have 1 last thing I'd like to do before heading back to The South. Try. Shake. Shack. If for some reason, God leads my family back to the Midwest, I will follow. *Cues Pimp C (Rip), "Big Pimpin'" verse*
UNHH, now what yall know about them Texas girls!!
Until next month in Texas:
Holla!!
LJK
