Monday stretch hour, with an audience of two dogs who clearly think the living room floor belongs to them. Flexibility doesn't keep itself — and neither does the attitude. Tell me which pose I should hold longer 😏
Monday stretch hour, with an audience of two dogs who clearly think the living room floor belongs to them. Flexibility doesn't keep itself — and neither does the attitude. Tell me which pose I should hold longer 😏
Halloween finally spat me out and the glitter came home with me. The dogs are already judging my walk from the door to the coffee machine. Tell me it was worth it 😜
Behemoth just finished turning K.B. Hallen into a church and now I need a drink before Dimmu Borgir starts the sermon. Tell me you'd pull me back to the front row 😏
Halloween at Rust tonight and the costume is more body paint than actual clothing, so I started early because this kind of mess takes time. Tell me if the devil suits me 😏
Ely Oaks at Pumpehuset tonight and the prep is all body today — no leather, no boot-shining, just me and the floor. Bass doesn't ask permission and neither do my hips. Come watch me warm up 😏
Razorlight started without me and honestly the playlist got me here first. Tell me you'd skip the encore for this 😏
Imarhan brings twenty years of desert blues to ALICE tonight, and grooves like that live in the hips — so mine are already warming up. Tell me you'd survive sitting next to me through an encore 😏
The Pink Floyd Project is doing Dark Side of the Moon in full at Amager Bio, so naturally I went digging through my record crates instead of my closet. The prism on that sleeve is doing more for this room than my lamp ever has. Tell me your favourite track before doors 😏
Slayyyter at VEGA tonight, so the glitter came out before the coffee even finished. One eye done, one shoulder already losing the shirt. Tell me if I commit to full sparkle or stay half-chaotic 😜
EUROPE plays The Final Countdown at Falconer tonight and past-me hid my old band tee on top of the wardrobe where I can't reach it. The stool is doing its best and so is the shirt. Tell me the eighties are still my decade 😏