The Heart of the City market talked me into more peaches than any one person should carry, and my dress neckline keeps slipping every time I reach for the bag. Come walk the stalls with me and I'll let you pick which one I eat first.
The Heart of the City market talked me into more peaches than any one person should carry, and my dress neckline keeps slipping every time I reach for the bag. Come walk the stalls with me and I'll let you pick which one I eat first.
Everyone else is out chasing tonight's shows and I'm home eating ice cream in nothing but an open shirt. Best decision I've made all week. Come take the last bite?
Doja Cat at Chase Center tonight and the sparkle budget went somewhere dangerous. This dress might be the only thing I actually wear out the door — think I can get away with it?
Heels on, lipstick done, and the mirror has decided I'm not leaving this room just yet. Tell me if I'm making it to the Warfield.
Potrero Hill shut 20th Street down for a blues festival and I found the sunniest brick wall on the block — this dress has been misbehaving since the first set. Come find me before the last one ends?
Bearrison takes over SoMa tomorrow and sleep never stood a chance — this is the current front-runner, collar included. Tell me honestly if I can get away with this much.
Ran a bath to talk myself out of texting anyone dangerous, and the water is losing badly. The window's open and it sounds like half the city is still up with me. Come finish what the bubbles started?
Sneaked off mid-set to the bathroom at Great American Music Hall because this dress refuses to stay where I put it. Kelsey Lu is killing me out there — tell me you're somewhere in this crowd.
A Salvadoran street festival takes over the Excelsior starting today and I'm out the door with my coffee before the crowds even stir — this dress was picked for a full day of wandering and maybe a little trouble. Meet me between the pupusas and the music?
Litquake has me hopping between readings tonight and I landed at a dim little bar in the Mission where the poet just said something that made my whole body pay attention. The dress I picked is doing more work than the wine is. Tell me which line you'd whisper back to me.