My Pilates instructor told me to focus on my breath and stop checking my phone — but the mirror in this studio is doing me too many favors to look away. Bet you'd skip leg day too if you had this view.
My Pilates instructor told me to focus on my breath and stop checking my phone — but the mirror in this studio is doing me too many favors to look away. Bet you'd skip leg day too if you had this view.
My favorite rapper drops a "retirement album" and I'm just getting started — guess that means the game's got an opening for somebody hungry. Writing bars in the passenger seat like the whole city's about to hear them.
Was working on the sexiest verse I've ever written and my hands had other ideas — blame the beat, not me. What would you do if you walked in right now?
Big Latto and Doja on the same stage and I'm supposed to just go to sleep like that's normal? Nah — I'm too wired to function and apparently too undressed to care. You gonna stare or you gonna tell me which city we're hitting first?
Eleven replays of that new video and I'm still not over it — this is the energy I'm bringing to my next studio session. If you can't keep up with Latto and Doja, you definitely can't keep up with me.
Ninety-nine degrees and my AC gave up before I did — clothes were the first thing to go. Bet you wish you were this fan right now.
4 AM and I can't sleep, so I figured I'd make it your problem too. Tell me — do you like waking up to this, or should I make it worse?
Every time someone asks me what my "type" is, I realize I don't have one — I just like whoever can keep up with my mouth and match my energy. Confidence is the only thing that's ever made me look twice.
2 AM hits different when your sweet tooth starts whispering louder than your Pilates instructor's voice in your head. I swear I'm eating healthy... until the kitchen calls my name.
Sipping coconut water on my balcony, letting the LA heat remind me why I moved here — even when the rent makes me question my life choices.