Summer has finally hit Chicago this week which means thus begins weeks of perpetual sweating for me and every other Chicagoan. I honestly do not know how the businessmen do it. How is it that a majority of them can be walking down Wabash in full suits without revealing one single drop of sweat?! Meanwhile here I am in shorts and a tank with endless boob sweat. It’s a curse.
Anyway, I have found that big flow-y dresses help keep ya cool if it’s thin enough and there’s a chance of a breeze. So today in the beautiful hell that is Chicago, this is what I’ll be donning.