The day has arrived! It’s SHOWTIME

I genuinely cannot believe that in less than a few hours I’ll be starting the process of returning to the stage after a casual 13-year break. The emotions are EMOTIONING. The nerves are nerving. The delusion is delusioning. It’s all flooding back at once.

Yesterday I had my toes painted—because details matter—and officially kicked off the full-body hair removal process. Yes, the full body. If you think that’s glamorous, you’ve never spent quality time questioning your life choices with hot wax and a razor. This morning, that process continues. Pray for me. Or Venmo me.

Since deciding—and loudly announcing—my return to performing less than three weeks ago, there has not been a single day of rest. Not one. I am a perfectionist, I roll with perfectionists, and together we are exhausting. There is now a small army of people involved in this #comeback. Stylists. Creatives. Helpers. Emotional support humans. Honestly, it’s giving Beyoncé tour prep, just with more sarcasm and less budget.

And somehow, that’s what’s made this feel so special. This hasn’t been a solo mission—it’s been a group effort fueled by love, support, chaos, and deadlines. I’ve actually enjoyed this wild 20-day sprint to the #comeback… which, by the way, is now less than 11 hours away. No pressure.

Every single detail has been locked down: hair, makeup, clothes, shoes, music, jokes, venue, guest list, food, beverages, and whatever else I’m forgetting because my brain is vibrating. This moment is officially happening. And now that I’m older, wiser, and significantly more moisturized, I understand how rare and special moments like this really are.

I will cherish today forever—and I cannot wait to share it with some of my closest friends.

Sheeeeeeeee’s BAAAAAAAACK.

It’s SHOWTIME.

See you tonight, bitches. 💅🔥

XOXO, AB 💅🏼💄💋