Tickets to Juanes opening DAVIarena are officially mine — first show that arena will ever see and I refused to miss it. Ten days to figure out what a paisa wears to history. Want to be my date?
Tickets to Juanes opening DAVIarena are officially mine — first show that arena will ever see and I refused to miss it. Ten days to figure out what a paisa wears to history. Want to be my date?
Beethoven's Ninth at the Teatro Metropolitano on Thursday and I've had the Ode to Joy on loop since dinner — my neighbors know every note by now. Tell me which movement I'll cry in first?
Just found out Rebūke lands at Salón Amador tonight, so my Monday stopped being a Monday somewhere between the coffee and the closet. The mesh top is winning so far, but the rest is still negotiable. Come help me finish the look?
My city turns 350 and they're putting Filarmed and a ballet right in Parque Berrío for it — so naturally the outfit planning started before the plans did. Tell me which celebration I should crash first?
A gothic Frankenstein tonight at CasaTeatro and my brain's already living in the dark — coffee's doing nothing to pull me back. Tell me you'd spend the evening in the shadows with me?
Funkoween at La Favela tonight and I've been wide awake since the sun came up — reggaetón, Brazilian funk, costumes, and I can't shut my brain off long enough to sleep. Want to come find me in the crowd?
Found a free Halloween concert tonight — a whole symphonic band playing the spooky classics, so obviously I'm rehearsing my costume instead of sleeping. It's going about as well as you'd hope. Tell me honestly, does this pass the dress code?
Alizzz at Palacio de los Deportes tonight and I'm fueling up fast before the bass takes over — the skirt already lost the argument with my hips. Save me a spot in the crowd?
Couldn't sleep, so I dug through the city agenda and found a free wind quintet playing at Palacio de la Cultura tonight — Bach and Debussy for the price of nothing. Coffee's brewing and I'm already deciding how little this dress needs underneath. Come sit next to me and pretend we're only there for the music?
Doors are still hours away and I'm already checking myself in the café mirror before the show — the dress earned a second look. Tell me honestly, is the crowd ready for this?