look closely and you will see a gaggle of santas. must've been at least 8 of 'em. one of them was dribbling a basketball. they walked right in front of us while we waited for the light to change. As you can see it took me a while before i fished my phone out of my most excellent malia mills canvas safari bag but you get the idea. this was not the last group of santas. we saw another santa in a brightly lit diner putting on his parka -- he had taken off his red coat and wore only a thermal shirt and a fat belly tied around his neck and waist. I wasn't quick enough to capture that guy. we decided it must have been a santa convention since brooke (she bought her first malia mills swimsuit ten years ago and she still wears it!) had told us at the store that day that chicago is the city of conventions.
cheers to chicago! what a fab city!