Billy Idol tonight and I can't sit still long enough to finish my makeup. This old shirt was supposed to be temporary. Want to tell me what goes over it?
Billy Idol tonight and I can't sit still long enough to finish my makeup. This old shirt was supposed to be temporary. Want to tell me what goes over it?
Roger Daltrey's at the Wynn tonight and I'm the first one at the bar — best seat in the house and nobody to share it with yet. Want it?
Backstreet Boys are at the Sphere all week and suddenly I'm fifteen again, except my taste in clothes has gotten a lot more interesting. Help me pick what to wear tonight?
Still too wired to sleep and my hands already found somewhere better to go. What would you do if you walked in right now?
Sitting out on the Strip watching the whole city gear up for tonight and honestly the best show might be right here from this patio. You want the other chair?
Gospel brunch just let out and three mimosas in, the choir almost had me converted. You should see what this dress does when I stand up.
Whole city is screaming for boxing and rock shows and I can't even make it off this yoga mat. Come tell me I earned the rest.
Three outfit changes and I'm still standing here in my underwear. Maybe the problem isn't the clothes. What would you pick?
Standing in the fridge light with the speakers up and no idea what I'm even hungry for. What would you grab?
Saturday afternoon and I haven't moved from this couch in two hours. The view from here isn't bad either, is it?