Maia & the Windy City

It was time to visit Dolce's hometown.

I was just glad we left Dolce at home.

Because India wants to bring her next time.

I hope she changes her mind. Dogs here don't walk.

We heard one man say, as he walked by our table at Cru (now called "Feast"), "These dogs have more legs than I do and they get pushed in strollers."

There was a dog convention at the adjoining table.

A 17 pound Yorkie named Tyson stopped by our table.

I really didn't care to meet him.
Till tomorrow,
Love, Maia

Maia in the Windy City

We were in The Windy City.

It was windy but warm. Flowers bloomed everywhere.

The Peninsula Hotel was expecting me.

The hotel knew that I love fruit.

But before I could enjoy the Japanese pears and Asian apples, it was off to La Belle Vie on Oak!

Where India had to be fitted for Brooke's wedding dress.

Carrie held me up for a better view.

And the pale pink confection that Brooke is going to wear this summer was lovely!

Just like a fairy tale!
Till tomorrow,
Love, Maia