Obnoxiousness: The Third Worst Thing About Being Married to an Architect
I think I actually pushed someone out of the way to capture this moment. A professional. Someone with a glass of red wine and a nibble in hand. A person my husband surely needed to be schmoozing. Instead, I trampled them and their booze into the carpet.
Lord knows what kind of impression I made. In general, I think most people wonder why MTM puts up with me, but this group had good reason to question my sanity.
I’m blaming the light.
One and Two Liberty Place in Philadelphia broke the height limit on poor William Penn. Before their construction, no building in downtown Philadelphia was taller than William Penn’s head atop Philadelphia City Hall. I was lucky enough to be included in a party on the top floor of Two Liberty Place. I injured people to capture this shot.