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Saturday got lazy real fast — just me, an old T-shirt, and some mini shorts I had no business squeezing into. I took a few selfies, things escalated, and now there's a whole collection plus a video of me confessing something I probably shouldn't say out loud. Think you can handle the full story?
Al Green at the Bowl tonight and I've had Let's Stay Together on loop since I opened my eyes. Still haven't picked the outfit but I know exactly how I want the night to feel. You got a song that does this to you?
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Someone said Pilates keeps you disciplined, so I put together a little private session on my mat — except I skipped the leggings about two minutes in. Twenty photos and a video of exactly how that workout ended, if you think you can handle it.
Friday's jazz at LACMA and I've already pulled half my closet onto the floor trying to find the dress that says "I'm here for the music" but also "keep looking." My cat has opinions on none of it. Help me pick — short and dangerous or long and impossible to forget?
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Someone asked what I wear to the gym when nobody's watching — so I made you a whole collection. Spoiler: the sports bra doesn't survive past the warm-up. Ready to see how the rest of that workout goes?
Can't sleep so I'm raiding the fridge in nothing but an oversized shirt and bad intentions. My cats are judging me from the counter like they've never made a 2 AM decision they regretted. Tell me you'd be this honest about yours.
Thorslund put on a masterclass and I've been at the heavy bag since trying to process it — not mad, just inspired enough to throw combinations until my shoulders scream. Johnson's heart was unreal though, she never stopped coming forward. You catch that fight or did you miss the whole thing?
Sunday evenings are when this city finally exhales and I get to pretend the whole week belongs to me. Tequila's poured, Chrome Hearts hoodie's staying on, and my cats have already claimed every cushion on the patio like they paid rent. You'd fit right in if you brought a second glass.
Fight night is finally here and I've been shadow-boxing around my living room like I'm on the undercard. These cats think I've lost it but I can't sit still when there's an undisputed title on the line. Who are you riding with tonight?
The best part of retirement? Fridays belong to me and this pool — no suit, no schedule, and honestly no reason to put anything back on. You'd just stand there and watch, wouldn't you?