This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at UIC chapter.
“For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened – then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.”
-F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Another glorious day to enjoy chicago’s most beautiful season.