MarilynnNoir

This is how my nights really look.

A book I’m halfway through,
tea gone cold because I forgot about it,
the city humming quietly outside

Chicago evenings are meant to be lingered over.

A good meal, a generous pour…
and the kind of quiet that makes you think about what you

Chicago has a way of reminding me what I like.

Clean lines.
Quiet luxury.
Pieces that don’t need explaining.

I don’t shop loudly.
I

I’m getting ready… slowly.

The kind of slow that makes the room warm,
the kind of slow that turns every touch into a promise.

You don’t