Commuting To Work Is In The Bag, Courtesy of Samsonite

Thursday, August 11th, 2011

Wendy, modeling the versatility of Samsonite’s comfy, padded interior. I’ve been commuting to my job for six years next month (umm, wow…really? Where have the years GONE?!), during which time I’ve put a number of bags to the test. I’ve tried the two-fer: the purse and work bag double whammy (too much to carry). I’ve [...]

Five Years

Sunday, July 31st, 2011

Five years. Last week, though (like the bad little blogger I’ve been lately) I only just realized, marked five years for me as a blogger. Reflecting on that time, both upon blogging and the content on which I write, I’ve experienced quite a bit of Life over those years… I fell in love. And out [...]

On Bag-Checking My Beauty Regimen

Monday, May 16th, 2011

This week, I’m going to Vegas (!!!!!), and I will undoubtedly be checking a bag. Not because I am bringing no fewer than eight pairs of shoes- final number TBD, not because I can’t edit the dresses selected for day and night outings, and not because I’m lazy (although I am unmotivated in general) and am just throwing [...]

Toolbag Wednesday #29: Icky Couples

Wednesday, March 30th, 2011

So there I am, sitting on the bus the other morning, minding my own bee’s wax, when I notice the couple sitting next to me. As does the all male contingent sitting all around me, sporting many a scornful face and much eye rolling. See, the couple sitting next to me turned out to be [...]

Damn The Man

Thursday, February 25th, 2010

Each morning, I stand at the bus stop. Twenty minutes later, when the bus finally arrives, I board and a sea of black greets me. Black wool pea coats and puffer down jackets. Black berets and black gloves. Black dress shoes and ballet flats and knee high boots in black tights. Black trouser pants and [...]

The Essential Art of Bus Seat Selection

Monday, January 25th, 2010

After five years in this city, I find myself  no better at bus seat selection. I get flustered and dismayed that everyone is looking at me and my mind is screaming “HURRY UP get out of everyone else’s way!” I board the bus, scan my card with a hello to the driver, and briskly approach the [...]

Ticket to Somewhere, Anywhere, Else But Here

Friday, December 4th, 2009

Every work week I’m at Union Station to catch the Metra to the suburbs. Most of the time, I mindlessly force my way through the crowds of incoming commuters, shove my way down the stairs, and board my train. This morning I wondered, what if I didn’t? What if instead of getting on the local [...]