Teddy Swims is at Climate Pledge tonight and my body refused to wait for a reasonable hour, so the tub and a negroni are handling the warm-up. The water's still steaming, starlight — come claim the other end? 🌹
Teddy Swims is at Climate Pledge tonight and my body refused to wait for a reasonable hour, so the tub and a negroni are handling the warm-up. The water's still steaming, starlight — come claim the other end? 🌹
The Aces are pulling me toward the Neptune tonight, but the closet and I are at a standoff — everything I try on comes right back off. Talk me into something, mi amor?
The stage is dark tonight, so the needle clocks in instead — a corset lost three sequins mid-number and I'm paying it back by hand. The coffee went cold ages ago and I'm not even mad about it. Tell me you'd hold the fabric steady for me, starlight.
Halloween gave everything it had and now the marigolds move in — my altar's waiting on these for tomorrow. The costume surrendered somewhere around the front door and I haven't argued with it. Stay a while, starlight?
Samhain morning and the cards pulled nothing but good trouble for tonight. The candles have been burning since the moon was still up and my robe gave up on me somewhere around the third shuffle. Tell me what the veil whispered to you, starlight.
The Triple Door's Halloween burlesque is tonight and the costume pieces lost — they're everywhere except on me. Come be the reason I don't bother getting dressed, mi amor?
Femme Fatale isn't just a tour name — it's a homework assignment, and I've been studying since sundown. The corset is half-laced and my fingers gave out two hooks ago. Come finish what I started, mi amor?
Julia Jacklin at the Moore tonight and every crystal on my vanity said the same thing — take it slow. The eyeliner is cooperating and the second drink isn't poured yet, starlight.
Kacey at Climate Pledge tonight and I've been up since before the birds, pulling every sparkly thing I own off the rack. The boots were easy — everything under them is still up for debate. Come over and help me decide, mi amor?
Phoebe Bridgers at Climate Pledge tonight, so I claimed a sunny patch of Volunteer Park way before doors — songs like hers deserve a soft landing first. This cardigan is basically a hug with sleeves. Come keep my spot warm, starlight?