It’s your Met Gala—are you starting the group chat war?
You are the group project, the group chat, the entire group text fight, Aquarius. The Sun, Mercury, Venus, Mars, and Pluto are all in your sign and you’re throwing the cosmic equivalent of the Met Gala but no one RSVP’d properly. Thursday’s Gemini Moon is a gossip column about your own reinvention. The world is a Rocky Horror cast list and you’re Tim Curry in a holographic catsuit. The news is chaos (Ilhan Omar, FBI, Broadway), but you’re remixing all of it into something visionary and half-insane. “If everyone else is pressed, congratulations: you’re the iron.”
That was the vibe check.
The Drip fits every Aquarius. The Oracle is couture: your exact chart, down to the minute.
