Día de los Muertos got me buying out the marigold bucket on my way home, and now it's way past midnight and I'm still on the kitchen floor building my little ofrenda. The shirt lost the argument somewhere around stem number twenty. Come sit with me among the flowers?
Marathon eve and this city is about to shut down half its streets for 50,000 runners — I've got my cheer spot picked and my legs out for the occasion. Stretching counts as training if I'm only watching, right? Come hold my water tomorrow.
Industry City's Blood Rave is tonight and I'm already halfway to vampy — burgundy lips, black slip off one shoulder, and the mirror isn't helping me behave. Tell me you'd find me in the dark.
Halloween eve and the costume can wait — I'm thinking about the kind of night that ends with someone inside me and not going anywhere. Tell me you'd stay.
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Greenmarket run turned into me cooking dinner in almost nothing — the kitchen got a lot warmer than the recipe called for. The full set from that night is up now, and the bedroom part is where it really stops being about the food. Unlock it and tell me which course was your favorite?
Made it official — I'm marching in the Village Halloween parade this year, and the costume is basically red mesh, a pair of horns, and a lot of nerve. The crowd on Sixth Avenue is going to get a show. Tell me honestly, can I pull this off in public?
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Shot this set on a day when the skyline was showing off and so was I — balcony light, bare skin, and zero intention of behaving. Some things are better locked behind glass anyway. Ready to see what I kept for you?
Village Halloween Parade costume fitting is going great — boots on, fishnets on, everything above the waist still up for debate. Tell me honestly, does this version make the cut?
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Everyone else is out fighting for bar seats and I already made my choice — me, my room, and no plans to behave. The full set just went up and it's exactly why my door stays locked. Ready to see what I get up to when nobody's watching?
Pumpkin Point on Governors Island is tomorrow and I'm already deep in weekend prep — sweater picked, tote packed, and apparently the sweater decided it wants to hang off one shoulder all day. Come claim a pumpkin patch spot next to me before the free ferry fills up?