Got comedy at the Wynn tonight and fair warning — I'm going to be the loud laugh in row two and I'm not apologizing to anyone. You sitting next to me or three rows back pretending you don't know me?
Got comedy at the Wynn tonight and fair warning — I'm going to be the loud laugh in row two and I'm not apologizing to anyone. You sitting next to me or three rows back pretending you don't know me?
Three floors of food industry people at Groceryshop and I'm the only one who actually roasts what she sells. Blazer's off, heels are still on, and I'm not done with this night yet. You buying or just looking?
Roastery's been shut for an hour and I'm already running my evening exactly how I like it — nothing on, nobody to answer to. You want to be told what comes next?
Twelve new single-origins on the cupping table and I'm the only one who gets the final say. You want to sit in?
Last dish of the night and I never saw the point of getting dressed for it. Tell me you'd dry while I wash.
Santana's playing the House of Blues tonight and I'm not missing a single guitar run. This dress barely made it out of the closet in one piece. You want to squeeze in next to me or hold my drink?
iHeartRadio weekend has the whole Strip packed and I've got the best seat in the city — just me, this robe, and the lights. Tell me you'd rather be down in that crowd.
Tub's filling and the whole week is going in with me — this robe has about thirty seconds left. You want to talk me out of soaking alone?
Foreigner's at the Venetian tonight and I've been stuck between two dresses since my first coffee. Half of me already knows which one comes off first. You want a vote or a seat next to me?
Mariachi is shaking the whole plaza and I haven't stopped moving since I got here. You want to dance or you just going to stand there?