Not everyone will miss the giant Marilyn Monroe who has stood outside the Tribune Tower on Michigan Avenue since last summer.
Some people are prudish about the idea of a 26-foot woman flashing her panties in the middle of downtown. 0thers think it is kind of tacky. Especially since so many people only wanted to take pictures of her underwear. Guilty. But that's just a question of good taste and bad manners, really. Or vice versa. Whatever.
What I don't understand is all of the carping from people who thought it was a bad choice because it had no cultural relevance to the city of Chicago. Really?
To me there is nothing more Chicago-esque than the experience of having your skirt blow up around your head. Unless maybe it is having your skirt blow up around your head while you are eating a hot dog with onions, pickles and tomotoes. No ketchup.
Photos: Her address says Chicago, but her shoes scream "get me out of here." The Forever Marilyn sculpture, by Seward Johnson, will pack her panties for a new city next week.