Lainey Wilson's Kinda Love It landed and my afternoon went off plan almost instantly. This is as dressed as I'm getting. Come claim the empty spot next to me?
Lainey Wilson's Kinda Love It landed and my afternoon went off plan almost instantly. This is as dressed as I'm getting. Come claim the empty spot next to me?
Charles Lloyd's Pathless Path is scoring the first morning of the week and I'm making pancakes in strictly the bare minimum. Coffee's ready before I am. Come taste-test?
HAAi's Digitise has been on since it landed and I've been my own private dance floor ever since. Tell me you'd keep up?
Remi Wolf's new Mud and a low tide I couldn't resist — one ruined dress to show for it. The rinse is taking longer than it needs to. Tell me you'd dry me off?
Dessert first, mains never — that's the rule when the table's this good. This dress is behaving itself for exactly one more course. Tell me what I'm ordering next?
Sheryl Crow's Pick You Up lands tomorrow and I'm provisioning like a first listen needs catering. Peaches, warm pastry, and a sunhat I absolutely didn't need. Tell me what you'd bring over?
The dress didn't make it up the hill — In The Silver Wire Up The Hill demanded a proper listen and I gave in somewhere around track two. Tell me you'd climb up after me?
Ten years of waiting and Wynonna comes back with The Hard Truth like she never left. I've been out on these steps since track one, coffee long gone cold, cardigan losing its argument with gravity. Tell me which song hit you hardest?
The Chicks' Taking the Long Way turns twenty and I took the title personally tonight — every shortcut between me and these sheets is officially gone. Come take the long way with me?
Miranda Lambert went full country-disco on Crisco and my boots have been on since track one — everything else gave up somewhere around song three. Tell me you'd two-step with me.