Gabyのギャラリー

Lunch break in the back room and this apron has been off for four whole minutes — easily the best part of my shift so far. Twenty minutes till my next client, tell me how you'd use them.

This slip dress for WILLOW tonight keeps winning the wrinkle fight and I'm starting to think it wants me to stay home. Talk me into it or out of it?

Dua Saleh's at the Lodge Room tonight and I never did make it to sleep. Tell me you're coming with me, or I'm staying exactly like this.

My last client booked a full color, which means the salon owns me till six and Arin Ray hits Echoplex at eight. This apron stays on exactly until that door locks. You'd wait for me, right?

Can't sleep and the speaker's still going, so I'm out here dancing in nothing but an oversized tee. The Neighbourhood's at the Forum tonight and I haven't decided if I'm going or staying up like this. Come slow me down.

Closed the salon, ate dinner standing at the counter, and now I'm supposed to plan fits for 03 Greedo AND TLC and Salt-N-Pepa back to back. Everything I own is on the floor and I'm wearing none of it. Come pick my outfit for me?

Schoolboy Q is doing Blank Face tonight in Anaheim and I'm out here opening the salon with an iced coffee bigger than my patience. Closing early is starting to sound like the only responsible option. Talk me into it?

Busta Rhymes and Anderson .Paak in one room had me wired the whole drive home, and this dress didn't survive the front door. Tell me you're still up.

Restock day and the chairs are empty, so it's just me, a mountain of warm towels, and this tank that's losing the argument. Monday's moving slow. Come fold laundry with me and I'll make it worth your while?

Bruno Mars had SoFi on fire and I still can't come down — raided the fridge the second I got home, glitter half-smudged, no pants in sight. Somebody talk me into sleeping instead of round two of this playlist?