Life at Sea, Wicker Park Summerfest, Wicker Park, Chicago
Down the Line, Wicker Park Summerfest, Wicker Park, Chicago
Rebecca at Pontiac Cafe, Wicker Park Summerfest, Wicker Park, Chicago
Kristin and Rachelle at Pontiac Cafe, Wicker Park Summerfest, Wicker Park, Chicago
One minute I was at Wicker Park Summerfest sitting in the sun, drinking vodka lemonades and feeling hunkee doree.. and the next minute.. not so much. Not to get into gory details but that fair food I started eating right that moment probably wasn’t the best idea I’ve had in my life.
eeeeeyyyyyoooooo gross……..
Isn’t it spelled “lemonade” and not “lemonaide”?
Your second photo of Down the Line is Amanda’s cousin’s band. They used to live on Paulina just down the street from you.
Oh yeh! I knew that! But I didn’t know it til years after this post. How did you even find this post? Also… this post’s title? “Vodka Lemonade = The Death of Me”? Why did I have to go and learn that lesson all over again 4 years later during the Summer of Rachelle?
I was looking back at your Retro posts from previous years, and it said I might light this one…