95% sure I snagged a performance spot for a giant New Year’s Eve party in DC, PLUS an open mic kinda deal in VA, all on the same day. Baby Rosemary has hit the burlesque scene!
winter look: 1950s perfume counter salesgirl with a “reputation”
let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
we can go to the movies and sit in the back row
just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.
we’ll paint the rooms of our house
and get more paint on us than the walls.
we can hold hands and go to parties we end up
ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
let me love you forever.
i can only handle so much socializing until i get tired and start getting irritated towards everyone and want to go home and sleep or lock myself in my room and go on the computer