Soda Stereo tonight and I got to the room way too early — the dress is still on, technically. Tell me what you'd do if you walked in right now.
Soda Stereo tonight and I got to the room way too early — the dress is still on, technically. Tell me what you'd do if you walked in right now.
ZeyZey has Eli & Fur later and I still haven't picked what survives this heat — the shorts are winning so far. Tell me what stays on and what doesn't make it out the door.
Bruno Mars at Hard Rock tonight and this gold dress has been waiting months for an excuse. One drink by the pool before I let Miami have me — you holding my seat or watching from the cheap seats?
Stretching out the week on my terrace and the humidity won't let me put anything else on. Tell me you'd keep your hands to yourself if you were out here.
Empire of the Sun at Bayfront Park tonight and I'm already halfway into this dress — the mirror keeps voting for less. What would you take off next?
Tequila's already poured and the mariachi hasn't even started yet — El Grito is still hours away and I'm already trouble. You coming down or am I toasting alone?
Monday lift done before the gym even filled up and now I'm not putting my hoodie back on. Got somewhere to be tonight that's way more interesting than my inbox. What gets you moving on a Monday?
The Uber's still ten minutes out and this backseat is doing things to me I didn't plan for. Want to tell me whether to behave or finish before we pull up?
The city's still lit up down there and I can't sleep — my hands stopped asking permission a while ago. Want to be the one who tells me when to stop?
Brickell's packed wall to wall for Dolphins kickoff and I found the best seat in the house — aqua jersey, cold drink, the whole bar losing their minds on every play. You a Dolphins fan or am I rooting alone tonight?