Leo ♌︎

Imagine the WNBA’s all-gay roster reveal as your entrance music: stadium lights, giant confetti, high camp. The Venus-Mars sextile wants you out, loud, and on a Jumbotron. While the world’s headlines traffic in performative ceasefires and backroom deals, you’re here for the kind of visibility that can’t be edited out by producers. Leo, the Aquarius waning gibbous Moon is the afterparty selfie where you’re both the photobomb and the main event. Pluto retrograde may try to drag you off-stage, but you’re too busy flirting with the bouncer. Take a lesson from the WNBA’s sapphic renaissance: you don’t need permission to exist, just a killer walk-on song. Everyone’s worried about what others might think; you’re worried about the lighting. Shine, then overshare. The world’s watching, and you do best in full view.