Underbite

The first thing we did  once we pulled into Union Station in Chicago was to walk east toward the lake.  Joey and I had a few "to do's" on the list, but basically we were going to enjoy the city and play it by ear.  One of the first things we ran into was the Willis tower, formerly, and more famously known as, the Sears tower.  As soon as we spotted this man-made wonder of architecture, I was commenting on how amazing it felt (temperature-wise), and glanced down at my camera to shoot this picture and realized that somehow my button up shirt had popped open down to my belly-button.  As a side note, I was also wearing my most ratty bra as ratty bras usually tend to be the most comfortable.  I realized then that I wasn't sure just how many blocks it had been that I had given all of Chicago's pedestrians and traffic a free show.  Oops.  From then on I told Joey that he was my "boobs police" for that shirt.  Regardless whether or not I was appropriately buttoned, the breeze did feel absolutely perfect :)

I often have panic attacks where I will suddenly have the sense of falling off of a high structure, usually a building.  I also wake up on a pretty normal basis from nightmares of falling off buildings and/or other people falling off buildings... sometimes another person and I falling off buildings together.  Anyway, you get my point.  I have a phobia of heights.  However, I'm pretty good with them as long as I stay away from the edge and think of my happy place underwater when other people are near them.  So, it was a bit of conquest going up to the top of the Willis Tower, however, I knew that once I got up there, I would not be disappointed with the photo-ops.  So up the scarily fast-paced elevator we shot, and onto the "sky-deck" where I stayed a very safe distance from the edge of the windows at all times.  Joey is the brave one.