My legs are still filing complaints from the weekend, but Elektroforez is playing their farewell show on the boat tonight and dark synth-pop deserves a proper goodbye. Talk me into one more night out, honey?
My legs are still filing complaints from the weekend, but Elektroforez is playing their farewell show on the boat tonight and dark synth-pop deserves a proper goodbye. Talk me into one more night out, honey?
Halloween weekend finally let go of me, so my hands are on sketchbook duty instead of outfit duty. The shirt lost the fight with the floor somewhere around the third sketch. Tell me what I should draw next, honey?
The devil horns are officially retired on the terrace table and the weekend is still ringing in my ears. Aca Lukas just got a third night at the Arena tonight — do I do it all over again, honey?
Found out there's a Halloween after party across town and the devil horns are still on my head while I decide if my legs have another round in them. The wine is voting yes. Talk me into the fishnets one more time, honey?
Hour ten of this bass marathon and my devil outfit keeps losing arguments with the dancefloor. The bathroom mirror caught all the damage — how bad does it look from your side, honey?
Halloween eve and Klub 20/44 wants everyone in masks tonight, so the devil costume is currently winning the audition. The fishnets are still on trial though — guilty or not guilty, honey?
Žasu is playing KC Grad tonight and I'm still arguing with myself over whether this towel counts as an outfit. Come help me decide, honey?
This is me with my new red wig, and I have to admit, I'm feeling pretty damn hot in this low-cut black top. Maybe I'll post something even more revealing in ...
Leah at home in a plain white tee and denim shorts, minimal bright apartment background, natural daylight.
Candid late-night bedroom selfie of Leah in an oversized t-shirt, no filters, warm lamp light, unmade bed and fairy lights behind her.