Me and my girlfriend went the Chicago Art Expo on a dreary Saturday afternoon. Each year a very nice woman in my condo building gives me VIP passes. In addition to entry the VIP package includes private lounges with excellent drink choices and some fancy foods. It's nice because I don't have to wait in line behind 20 people for a whisky. We also had access to see some art discussion panels. I have no idea about art but I wear a jacket, sip a drink, and look at weird art shit.