I have this fantasy alternate life in my head where my whole body is tattooed and I wear my hair enormous and frizzy every single day. I wear only black, white, & blue. I own a bar, somewhere in the Midwest, and I'm also the bartender.
My bar has pool tables, Scrabble, and an enormous back patio covered in thousands of string lights. There's art painted directly on the walls, and the bathrooms are impeccably clean. The floors are unfinished, the windows are floor to ceiling (always open except in winter), none of the furniture matches, and the whole place smells like cedar and lavender. There's a white brick fireplace in the middle that is always burning wood, except during the summer when it's full of flowers.
I serve good, cheap beer, no wine, and one beyond-perfect classic cocktail per spirit: Negroni, Painkiller, Margarita, Manhattan, Vodka Martini. Maybe Mint Juleps in the spring, Vodka Sodas in the summer, Boulevardiers in the fall, Hot Toddies in the winter. Ballpark peanuts are the only snack, and the shells always litter the floor. Pink champagne always available on request.
Most importantly, there is a huge jukebox in the corner that is jam-packed with music written / recorded / performed by women. It's a quarter per song, and you can't pay extra to play your song first.
Here's what's in that jukebox. I suggest you set this playlist to shuffle, grab some homies, and make yourselves a drink. (Maybe start with "You and I" by Lady Gaga.)