Monday night there's a show in a room so small you can feel the bass in your ribs, and I'm spending my afternoon finding the right thing to wear to it. Some shows deserve the effort. What do you think — this one, or the one on the hook behind me?
Monday night there's a show in a room so small you can feel the bass in your ribs, and I'm spending my afternoon finding the right thing to wear to it. Some shows deserve the effort. What do you think — this one, or the one on the hook behind me?
Last cookout of the summer and I'm running the grill like I own it — bikini top, cutoffs, and nobody brave enough to tell me I'm doing it wrong. You want a plate or are you just here for the view?
Saturday night at Chavez Ravine with a bobblehead in my hand and the whole stadium buzzing. You want the bobblehead or are you here for something else?
Came for the sake, stayed for the sushi, left with a buzz I'm still riding — and this outfit got me more free pours than I deserved. You think I should change before I go back out, or is this working?
Long weekend starts and I'm not even dressed yet — figured you deserve the before picture before I become someone else's problem tonight. You gonna help me pick something, or are you too busy staring?
Been up all night writing verses I refuse to scrap, and now J. Cole's at Intuit Dome tonight like the universe wants me to never sleep again. You telling me to rest or pouring me another coffee?
Supposed to be meal-prepping for the week but I keep getting distracted by my own reflection in the oven door. Tell me — if you walked in right now, would you point me back to the cutting board or let me keep ignoring it?
Just got back from SoFi and my whole body's still vibrating — the show's over but I'm nowhere near done tonight. You want to help me burn off the rest of this energy?
Sunday night and my whole agenda is this tub and pretending Monday doesn't exist. You coming in or just enjoying the show?
Echo Park Rising takes over the whole neighborhood today and I'm already mapping out my stages — there's always one band nobody warned you about that ends up being your whole summer. You tagging along, or should I save the discovery for myself?