Teddy Swims takes T-Mobile tonight and Lose Control has been living in my chest since the kitchen went quiet — so the wooden spoon became a microphone and the counter became my stage. Sing the high part with me?
Teddy Swims takes T-Mobile tonight and Lose Control has been living in my chest since the kitchen went quiet — so the wooden spoon became a microphone and the counter became my stage. Sing the high part with me?
LISA takes over the Colosseum tonight and my living room has officially become a dance studio — sports bra, bare feet, every Blackpink chorus on repeat. You learning the moves with me or judging from the couch?
The Latin Grammys land at MGM Grand tonight and I've been rehearsing my red-carpet walk in the mirror since the coffee kicked in — the dress is winning so far, but the night's still young. Tell me I clean up better than I dance.
Reggaeton before coffee should be illegal, but Don Omar's at Mandalay Bay tonight and my hips made the call for me. You're dancing with me or just watching?
Jonas Brothers at Dolby Live tonight and yes, I've been a fan since the Camp Rock days — I said what I said. The smoothie is for the legs, the tee is for comfort, and neither one is coming off for just anyone. Tell me which brother wins, wrong answers only.
Emo Nite at Marquee and my eyeliner is already darker than my old poetry notebooks — the fishnets were never up for debate. Tell me which song would break you first.
Santana's at House of Blues tonight and Smooth took over my brain somewhere around the second chorus — shower's running and the dress can wait its turn. You saving me a spot up front or watching from the bar?
Calvin Harris doesn't start at XS until late, so the afternoon belongs to the sand courts — spikes now, bass drop later. You're on my side of the net or watching from the fence?
Metallica at the Sphere tonight, so I'm giving an old tour tee a shorter temper with the scissors — denim shorts and nothing else decided yet. Tell me you'd survive the whole set next to me.
Killing Me Softly on loop since the coffee went cold — Lauryn and Wyclef do thirty years of The Score at Resorts World tonight, and I've been rehearsing my half of the harmonies all afternoon. Tell me you know every word too.