KATSEYE in ninety minutes and I'm doing my glitter in the back of this Uber like it's a dressing room. The driver hasn't said one word and honestly I respect the professionalism. Tell me you'd steady my hand for the eyeliner, babe.
KATSEYE in ninety minutes and I'm doing my glitter in the back of this Uber like it's a dressing room. The driver hasn't said one word and honestly I respect the professionalism. Tell me you'd steady my hand for the eyeliner, babe.
Fashion Week kicks off today and I've already torn through half a boutique looking for the one. The fitting room curtain is thinner than it looks, by the way — come tell me which of these stays on me, babe.
Slipped away from the Arcángel crowd for two minutes and these bathroom mirrors are far too honest about what this dress was hiding. Anyone could knock any second and I'm in no rush. Dare me to walk back in like this, babe.
Miami Carnival weekend and the feathers are winning — one wing on, glitter everywhere, zero self-control. Come hold the other wing up for me, babe.
I've been dressed for Sin Bandera since lunch and the show is still hours away — this dress has been misbehaving on me all afternoon. Come help me kill the time, babe.
Armin's at Factory Town tonight and this tiny Wynwood shop had exactly one dress left in my size. The choker stays on no matter how the night goes. Come be the reason I behave, babe.
Camilo early, then straight to Club Space for the late set — tonight turned into a marathon and I still haven't picked a thing to wear. Tell me you'd keep up with me.
Night Tapes at ZeyZey tonight and I'm somehow still at zero percent dressed. Come hurry me along, babe.
Victoria Monét is at Kaseya tonight and my body decided sleep was optional the second I remembered. The sheets gave up on me hours ago. Come tire me out properly, babe.
Tonight's show got cancelled and I found out with the outfit already picked and laid out. Fine, I'll make my own entertainment. Come over and fix my mood, babe.