Spent the morning pulling trash out of the riverbank and I'm a sweaty mess but weirdly proud of it. You the type who'd get your hands dirty with me or just watch from the car?
Spent the morning pulling trash out of the riverbank and I'm a sweaty mess but weirdly proud of it. You the type who'd get your hands dirty with me or just watch from the car?
Oktoberfest at Wicked Barley lived up to its name — one too many seasonal brews and the dirndl lost the fight before I even made it upstairs. Tell me you wouldn't have helped me out of it.
Friday morning, laptop open, content queue full, and I haven't even thought about putting on real clothes yet. The coffee's doing its best. You productive early or useless before noon?
The pool won and my suit is somewhere between the back door and the water. Still dripping and not in any hurry to cover up. You'd come find me out here, wouldn't you?
Vinyl night downtown and I got as far as picking a record before I lost the whole plot. The outfit never stood a chance. You'd rather I didn't bother finishing, wouldn't you?
Ella Langley at VyStar Saturday and I snatched my tickets at midnight like it was a Black Friday sale. Too wired to sleep now and these sheets are the only thing keeping me decent. You ever lose sleep over something this dumb?
Free yoga at the park turned into a full sweat through everything I had on. Didn't even make it past the back door before it all came off. You'd know exactly what to do if you found me like this.
The whole weekend finally caught up with me and all I want is to stay right here. You'd know better than to make me move, wouldn't you?
Walker & Royce start in twenty and I'm still deciding if this even counts as an outfit. You'd let me out of the house like this, right?
Just booked a whiskey and soul cruise for Saturday and poured myself a glass to get in the mood. Think you could handle me after a few drinks on the water?