Bangkok Night, Your Treat

Black top, gold chain, lipstick still perfect after a long day in Bangkok. I stopped to take a selfie because the lighting was hitting just right and I knew the fans would want it. Tongue out a little, eyes saying everything else.

This city eats money. Drinks, taxis, food, the salon, the nail place, all of it. Lucky for me, I never pay for any of it myself. That is the whole point of having fans like you.

Tonight I am out late. Maybe a quiet bar, maybe somewhere louder. Either way someone else is buying. I show up looking like this and the bill takes care of itself.

Send me something before I sleep. Make sure I dream about you and not the next guy.