The Grand Festival opened today and I've been circling my own hallway for an hour — the dress is still on its hanger and I'm not. Talk me into it or out of it?
The Grand Festival opened today and I've been circling my own hallway for an hour — the dress is still on its hanger and I'm not. Talk me into it or out of it?
Schubert and Fauré piano quartets at the Conservatoire tomorrow night, and the dress decision is happening way earlier than any reasonable person would allow. Coffee first, decisions second. Would you sit through the slow movements with me?
Kiketi Fest at the old bazaar closes at ten and I only just found out — wine, food, and DJs all waiting on me. Dressing at record speed, wish me luck making the last pour. Save me a glass?
Found the only good mirror in this whole bar and the horns are still winning the costume contest for me. Somebody here owes me a drink — want to be first in line?
The dress made it on after all and the devil is fully assembled — one glass of wine for courage before the doors open. Which party in this city deserves me tonight?
Sleeping Beauty at the Opera tomorrow and my floor turned into a stage before the music stopped. The tank top gave up around the oversplit. Think I could fill in for the prima?
The Tim Burton candlelight concert is tomorrow and the soundtrack has been filling my living room all evening — my stretching routine has a way of losing track of every layer somewhere along the way. Tell me what you'd do if you found me like this.
Art-Folk Fest just opened and I came home with a Georgian folk textile I couldn't put down — it turns out it's even better with nothing underneath. Want the full view?
Halloween is tomorrow and the costume is already down to accessories — the devil horns fit perfectly, the dress hasn't even made it onto me yet. Want the full look or just the preview?
Luka Lemini plays the See360 rooftop tonight and there's a Georgian dance show after — my hips are already rehearsing on the balcony, dress and all. The city gets the show, you get the warm-up. Bet you can't guess how flexible I actually am.