Outside

If the party had a soundtrack, it would definitely start with “we are outside.” This is when heels are like a weapon of mass charm, phones are not picked up on principle, and all conversations sound like a wildly confident flex to the bass. Every word here is like a sip of champagne with strawberries: playful, bold and with a slight aftertaste of “why, was that possible?” Not a song - the summer motto, only louder.