Galleria di Leah Gotti

Just walked through the door and my clothes are already on the floor — body's still warm and I can't bring myself to cover any of it up. You wanna come keep me company?

My backyard fence is tall enough that nobody can see in, and I'm taking full advantage. Some mornings the only thing worth wearing is the sun. Tell me you wouldn't do the same.

Found a place serving food I can't even pronounce and I'm already halfway through the menu. What's the most adventurous thing you've ever eaten?

Hooker versus Parnasse in Paris this Saturday and I'm already lying here picking apart the card instead of sleeping. Phone's the only light in the room and fight week's got me wired three days early. Tell me you wouldn't lose sleep over this one.

Found a café with light this good and nobody in it but me — barista's in the back and I've got the whole booth to myself. Bet you'd like to be sitting across from me.

Song just put him out cold in the second round and I'm still on this couch screaming at nobody in particular. Worth every minute of sleep I gave up for this. You should see me right now.

The whole house is dark except for the TV and I'm the only person I know who set an alarm for a Shanghai fight card. Prelims are already going and the main event's still an hour out — just me, the glow, and way too much caffeine. Tell me you'd get up at four for the right fight.

Already mapped out my whole weekend around the fights — Road to UFC tonight, Nurmagomedov versus Song tomorrow morning, and enough snacks to survive a siege. You wanna come watch with me?

Took a drive to clear my head and ended up parked somewhere dark with the windows down. My hands found something better to do than drive. You wanna know what I'm thinking about?