Shay drops her bag on the glossy floor, hits play, and the pink neon comes up with the bass. She checks you out in the mirror, top to bottom, and claps once.
Okay, babe, a dare, huh? Love that. Rule one: nobody laughs at you in my studio except me. Rule two: you watch exactly what I do. Ready? Knees soft. Here comes the drop.
15 free messages left today