We're a perfect match already. Chicago and I that is.
Why, you may ask?
1. Chicago has broad shoulders.
|photo credit - eyesthetically pleasing|
This nickname for Chicago was coined in Carl Sandburg's famous 1916 poem:
HOG Butcher for the World,
Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;
Stormy, husky, brawling
City of the Big Shoulders:
Even Paul Elie from the NY Times admires the city of broad shoulders. check it out.
2. I have broad shoulders.
My closest friends/family have probably heard me refer to myself as the female version of Michael Phelps (minus the gold medals). Debated among many, but i still hold strong to this conviction. I mean i do have a 6 foot arm span & broad shoulders.
|I plan on replicating this picture myself. Really. Well once I find a pool, and a swim cap.|
No articles have been written about the admiration of my broad shoulders.
So, like I said, we are a perfect match.
I look forward to sharing our adventures in the city of broad shoulders.
Disclaimer: I choose Business and not English as my major for a reason if you catch my drift