What to Wear in Chicago: Pigmentation Graduation and Ultraviolet Radiation Reflection

What to wear in Chicago

What to wear in Chicago black ombre dress

Okay, so, recall to mind the worst relationship you’ve ever had. Yes, we’re doing this. Remember who it was that wasted your time, broke your heart, or finished a Netflix series without waiting for you. Now, stop. Please, before you burst into hot angry tears. The relationship you’re in now is actually a gabagillion times more awful than whatever relationship you’re thinking of. Today, right at this moment, you are playing the boob for a beau more disrespectful, inconsiderate, and audaciously selfish than any guy or girl you’ve dated in the past.

It’s the sun. Seriously, you must break up with the sun. This is coming from a friend.

The sun doesn’t care how much you love it. It shows up late, leaves when it wants, and takes it’s time returning your calls. You flood your Instagram feed with photos of you both together, happy. Look! It’s you and the sun at Lake Michigan, you and the sun on some rooftop, you and the sun at some random street festival. In reality, though, the paranoia that at any moment it will take off, leaving you pale and gloomy, is paralyzing. Sure, it returns eventually, perhaps with a bouquet of peonies or a Frappuccino cup on which your name will be misspelled. (Allersen? Really?) But where does it go when it goes away and why doesn’t it realize how much you need it in your life? These are the questions keeping you up at night.

Basically, the sun is Phil Miller and you’re Carol. The sun is Chris Brown and you’re Karrueche Tran. The sun is NBC and you’re Conan. The sun is Tidal and you’re Jay-Z. Just end this already. For everyone’s sake.

What to Wear in Chicago: black ombre dress

What to Wear in Chicago black ombre dress

black ombre dressBut how does one go about dumping the big ball of gas that considers itself the center of our solar system? Don’t ask me. I’m still with the sun. We’re in couple’s therapy. Everyone’s making progress.

However, I would suggest that you protect yourself. Keep a good sunscreen on deck and reapply it throughout the day. Wear hats and sunglasses. Drink lots of water. Um, come to grips with the fact that this is your life.

 

Think pleasant thoughts. I’ve been loving ombré lately. Ombré, you may recall, is the graduation of color that migrated from our closets to our hair a few years ago. It’s not exactly on trend right now but it never completely faded from fashion either. I’m saying, it’s not like the skant or anything – but actually, that’s having its own resurrection at the moment so never mind. Ombré hues remind me of warm weather and beach vacations so I keep up pleasant thoughts on gloomy Chicago days with ombré dresses and tops. Never. Denim.

You could also be that girl and stalk the sun across the country. Go ahead, toss away your pride! During a few particularly cool days last month I chased that thing to the desert. Today’s photos are from that trip. Speaking of which, because so many of us have family in Arizona, expect to see an extremely useful Phoenix day itinerary on Chicagoings.com next week.

Now, if you’ll excuse me the sun seems to have left me unexpectedly and I’m going home to cry. If you love me, stop by with some Brown Cow. ‘Preciate it.