I can’t believe that it’s already the middle of September. I genuinely mean it when I say that I am shocked at how fast the summer has flown by. The fact that I leave for school in a mere week and a half started to loom over me like a death wish, and mostly because I wasn’t sure I was prepared. At all.
I go to school in Missouri, and am moving into my very first apartment come August 22nd. Which is just as exciting as it is nerve wracking. Talk about stressful. Our apartment comes completely unfurnished, and as I am slowly but surely figuring out, there are a lot of things I have to buy to try and survive this school year.
In true Nicole fashion, I started worrying about this about five weeks later than I should have. There were big decisions I had to make, like what size bed would fit in my room, how we were going to get all of my furniture from Chicago to Missouri without forking over a fortune, and of course, what kind of bedding to get.
Which is why Ikea has come to me as a savior. Oh Ikea, with your cheap home goods and magically delicious Swedish meatballs. What would I do without you? Where would I be?
I would probably be on the floor, crying, to be quite honest. I tend to have issues handling big amounts of stress, so apartment shopping had already started to get to me come last weekend, when my dad and I decided to make the trip out to Ikea- just to “check things out” and see “what we could find.”
Oh, did we find things. And check things out.
Ikea has EVERYTHING a college student could ask for. Affordable options that are great for temporary living situations. Four dollar side tables? They have them. Kitchen utensils in all bright shades possible? You bet. Twenty dollar duvet covers, closet systems, rubber ice cube trays in the shape of hearts and even chocolate bars. As you probably assumed, my dad and I got sucked into the Ikea vortex pretty easily.
We spent hours going in circles (literally, because Ikea’s floors are designed in big circles) and tossed item after item into the cart (after deciding that yes, I needed this and yes, that was cheap enough). I’ll admit, some time was spent trying, and failing miserably, to pronounce the most ridiculous names of products (See here). I’ll also admit that we shamelessly ended our shopping trip devouring a big plate of Swedish meatballs. I walked out of there full and satisfied.
So thank you, Ikea, for giving me a great shopping experience and allowing me to decorate my apartment bedroom without sending us into bankruptcy. It truly is a blessing. I will forever look to you as an inspiration, especially if you decide to open a location somewhere in the state of Missouri.
As a student attending a city college I was perpetually broke and hungover. Somewhere between 4am after hours and Monday morning study sessions, I discovered brunch! Boozy brunches quickly became my lifesource. So it was out of necessity (and addiction) that I formed this list. These deliciously cheap spots are now an essential part of my Chicago existence. Because brunch without alcohol is just a sad, late breakfast.
736 N Clark St
$10 buys you a BOTTLE of bubbly here and the OJ is free and flowing! Not to mention the food is to die for!
2825 N Lincoln Ave
This cozy neighborhood hidden gem offers $15 bottomless Mimosas, and $6-$9 brunch entrees, Sun 10am-5pm. Try the guinness mimosas!
355 E Ohio St
BYOB, need I say more? This place is basically hangover heaven.
Weather Mark Tavern
1503 S Michigan Ave
$14 for all-you-can-drink mimosas your choice of cranberry, peach, or original, so get creative! Sat-Sun 1030am-3pm.
The Monkey’s Paw
2524 N Southport Ave
This Gastropub offers farm-to-table fare and a $17 endless champ and OJ deal or for $19 splurge for bottomless and oh-so-worth-it bellinis, Sun 11am-3pm.