A Soft Opening
The Realtor and I went clubbing on Saturday night. She'd found the manger and his wife the perfect condo in The West Loop, and they invited her and a guest as a thank you. Since I was spending the night in her townhouse, I was the obvious choice as a date. She dressed me in Chicago appropriate attire, replacing my Anthropologie polka dotted purse for a white Bally bag for which she'd paid too much money. Mine was too big for the slinky cotton dress she'd decided was the best of the outfits I'd brought into the City. She was gracious enough to avoid snarky comments about my luggage, at least. The Big Brown Bag which contained the baby clothes we'd purchased at Bloomingdales together the week before had been repurposed as a weekend suitcase. In what used to be called Greek Town, west of the Dan Ryan, south of what used to be the Cabrini-Green housing projects, a trendy new neighborhood has arisen. SRO's are now luxury condos. There are hipsters on the si...