A great thing about Chicago is our public transportation system that allows a poor girl like me to get around despite not being able to afford having a car. I ride the bus to work every day and, let's face it, there is no better place to people watch than on a bus; the most interesting human beings seem to be attracted to this sort of transportation.
The last couple of days, I've noticed the most divine older woman riding the bus. She always wears a shawl, Tory Burch flats and pearls in her ears; it takes all my energy not to scream out, "BE MY GRANDMA"! Plus, I truly admire a lady with such exquisite taste not feeling like she is above riding the bus.
Someday I will have the courage to talk to her and ask her what makes her so classy and how she's managed to mantain that. For now, I can only hope that I will someday be that lady impressing the pants out of all the 24 years olds...on the bus, of course.