For me, Chicago is all about the windows. I know. Weird. For some reason, I have blocked out my time there and reduced it all to three major memories:
- Driving Abe's red muscle car for Hebrew School carpool duty
- One weird night of bar-hoping that involved a medieval castle-themed joint
- Brick apartment buildings with leaded glass casement windows
Okay, and Cinnamon buns at Ann Sathers. We can add that as number 4.
But, really, it's the windows that take me back. I see hints of Chicago all the time, in the strangest places:
(Cococozy)
Where in the world did you get these very noble windows? The windows in the bathroom specifically remind me of some prestigious hotel my girl and I checked into last Valentine's Day. It looks the same, but I like yours more. It looks more elegant and dramatic.
Posted by: William Gulliver | Thursday, December 29, 2011 at 08:39 AM
I understand how you appreciate that windows from Chicago. For sure they are so beautiful enough to caught your eyes. Stylish windows that is functional as well really leave a great impressions.
Posted by: double glazing quote | Tuesday, September 25, 2012 at 06:24 AM