The shop window on Wisconsin Avenue is empty. Inside the glass room is a door that leads to the darkness. The combination of this darkness door, the street lights reflected in the glass and the promise that the blank space will be filled up one day again, instills in me a wild excitement. Truly!
Madame plaid skirt came up from Chicago. This is the second time she has come to spend her weekend at the Pfister.
Two mothers, two daughters about to see Ariana Grande at the Bradley Center.
They will pose for you, they will show you where the benefit for the Milwaukee Ballet is; and if you shake their hand, you will hold a white handprint with fine glitter dust.
That evening, greco ballet dancers did descend from heaven and pause, inviting me to join them.
The very next day, more models in white were found inside the Pfister.
This is Milwaukee’s Magnificent Bride Exposition.
If I ever marry, this will be the most important decision: The Hats.
Which feather for your ceremony?
They were so in love, their arms disappeared and their heads became flowers.
Chair Option A by BBJ.
Option D, “ghost chairs.”
Option E, “goth chairs.”
I don’t know who these people are, but they sure look good.
She’s an event planner.
Artist John Kowalczyk here, about to officiate his second wedding.
He told me he did a lot of googling, cutting and pasting to figure out what he needed to say. “The first wedding I did, there was no God talk at all.” This time he has to recite an entire list each time the divine gets brought up in the ceremony. “In the presence of friends, family, God, Gods, Goddesses, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and All that is Holy… or something like that.”
Art intern for Niki Johnson, smiling her way down the corridor.
At the wine tasting the following flavors are found and named: peach butter blossom, honey suckle, pound cake, sour apple, crisp autumn air, under the park bench.
I meet Katrina.
She wants a poem, “About life, about mystery.”
Yes, I know I misspelled “after taste” and “connoisseur.”
Lastly, Sean from indianapolis (who loves golf) will only let me take his picture if he can take mine at the same time.