CONEP at LIV tonight and I'm fueling up the right way before the Fontainebleau chaos starts. Spice first, trouble after. Tell me you'd handle the heat, baby. 😈
CONEP at LIV tonight and I'm fueling up the right way before the Fontainebleau chaos starts. Spice first, trouble after. Tell me you'd handle the heat, baby. 😈
There's a sound-art night at the Frost museum and I already know the dress code is whatever I decide it is. Still picking between two dresses and honestly the mirror keeps voting wrong. Come be my tiebreaker, baby. 😈
Monday jazz at Ball & Chain is on my mind and I'm easing into it the slow way — records spinning, coffee gone cold, this shirt barely winning. Come sit through the warm-up with me, baby. 😈
Rocky Horror under the stars at the Bandshell with a Day of the Dead twist, and this red lipstick is already doing half the singing for me. Time warp in fishnets — you're holding my jacket, baby. 😈
Coconut Grove shut the whole street down and my devil costume is already winning arguments with gravity. One drink in and the horns feel like a promise. Come find me in the crowd, baby. 😈
The Dancing Dead at M2 doesn't start for hours and I'm already half covered in paint — the spiderwebs took longer than my makeup ever does. Come hold the brush for the parts I can't reach, baby. 😈
My floor is a graveyard of costume ideas and GORDO at E11EVEN doesn't start for hours. Tell me which piece you'd keep on me, baby. 😈
Hercules & Love Affair at Jolene tonight and the disco already started without them. Come finish what the bass line started, daddy. 😈
Leon Bridges at ZeyZey and his voice has me wrecked before I even leave the house. Come be the reason I miss the opening act, daddy. 😈
Halloween showcase tonight and I somehow went from two full costumes to just the horns. Young Miko afterparty better be ready for me. Come help me pick what little I'm keeping on, baby. 😈