Tinashe arrives with breaking news. We’re sitting down for a pedicure on a balcony at the Four Seasons Hotel in L.A., sipping prosecco, when the conversation turns to aliens. Tinashe knows I'm in town from New York, so she asks, “Were you seeing those drones in New Jersey?" I had not. When she hears this, her eyes narrow and she pauses in disbelief and disappointment. Earlier that day, she had seen reports of "fucking huge car-sized drones" flying over the Garden State, but no one, including the FBI, knew what they were.
To be clear, she's elated. "When I was young, I was such an alien girl," the singer, born Tinashe Kachingwe, laughs. She decides on a pointe-shoe pink for her toes, an apt choice for a performer equally renowned for her dancing and singing. "I was checking out books about the Loch Ness Monster and aliens. I was huge on it, and I feel like I lost interest for some time because there was no new information." The reports of possible extraterrestrial activity only thrill her; a curiosity about the paranormal fully reactivated.
