nominations, Harry Styles, and knitting.

mismatched socks. The pair are sort of like Enid and Wednesday Addams, if they grew up in the UK.

They first met as teenagers studying music at Isle of Wight College. “I just thought you were so cool,” Chambers says to Teasdale. “And I was just like not cool.” But Teasdale interjects, “That is just not the reality at all.” After college, Teasdale was playing small gigs as a solo act and came offstage “hysterically crying” one night. “I think that’s when I realized I didn’t want to do it on my own,” says Teasdale. “I was like, ‘Hester, I’m really scared, please won’t you come and do these shows with me?’” Chambers admits that it was “really cool and really terrifying” when she asked her. They continued playing gigs and small festivals, mostly as a means to get in for free, they admit. Eventually they formally decided to become a band. “The rules were there ain’t no rules,” says Chambers with a smile. “Another rule was ‘as long as it’s fun.’ And also ‘don’t be scared,’” says Teasdale. “Feel the fear and do it anyway.”

Three more friends from college were soon added to the band, and with no expectations, they found management and sent out SoundCloud links to a few record labels. Then, with a completed album in their hands, they signed to Domino Records in 2021. It has been nonstop since then. Living on the road, in cramped buses and vans for most of it (and lots of microwavable food, according to Chambers). “It’s super hard and the best ever,” says Teasdale. “This whole time we’ve just kind of seen where the wind is blowing us,” Chambers maintains.

At the Bowery Ballroom, amid their string of New York City shows, Teasdale and Chambers transform from English roses into head-banging, guitar-slinging rock stars. After a few songs that everyone knows the words to, before venturing into “Ur Mum,” Teasdale asks the crowd, “Are you guys up for releasing a few demons?” and together the crowded room screams in unison. In true Wet Leg fashion, they take the moment to offer up both comedic relief and release. “It’s really rad to see young people come to the shows and see a bit of yourself,” Chambers tells me. “That’s really special and hopeful.” It’s also not lost on the both of them that they are two women fronting a rock band, noting that they often see dads bringing their daughters to shows. “Looking back, when we were watching music, there’d be a token woman in the band,” says Teasdale. “It’s nice that times have moved on. It’s cool to think that maybe we could be that for girls wanting to play guitar.”

Next month, before hitting the road again (which includes a pit stop at Coachella and a performance at the Brit Awards), they will attend the Grammys. After 10 years together, they’re nominated for the coveted bestnew-artist award. But today Teasdale and Chambers are living in the moment. “I just can’t really imagine it,” says Chambers. “It’s not going to happen until it happens.” Then Teasdale strikes with her signature humor again. “There could be a zombie apocalypse between now and then,” she says. “You never know.” Chambers nods in agreement.

Three more friends from college were soon added to the band, and with no expectations, they found management and sent out SoundCloud links to a few record labels. Then, with a completed album in their hands, they signed to Domino Records in 2021. It has been nonstop since then. Living on the road, in cramped buses and vans for most of it (and lots of microwavable food, according to Chambers). “It’s super hard and the best ever,” says Teasdale. “This whole time we’ve just kind of seen where the wind is blowing us,” Chambers maintains.

At the Bowery Ballroom, amid their string of New York City shows, Teasdale and Chambers transform from English roses into head-banging, guitar-slinging rock stars. After a few songs that everyone knows the words to, before venturing into “Ur Mum,” Teasdale asks the crowd, “Are you guys up for releasing a few demons?” and together the crowded room screams in unison. In true Wet Leg fashion, they take the moment to offer up both comedic relief and release. “It’s really rad to see young people come to the shows and see a bit of yourself,” Chambers tells me. “That’s really special and hopeful.” It’s also not lost on the both of them that they are two women fronting a rock band, noting that they often see dads bringing their daughters to shows. “Looking back, when we were watching music, there’d be a token woman in the band,” says Teasdale. “It’s nice that times have moved on. It’s cool to think that maybe we could be that for girls wanting to play guitar.”

Next month, before hitting the road again (which includes a pit stop at Coachella and a performance at the Brit Awards), they will attend the Grammys. After 10 years together, they’re nominated for the coveted bestnew-artist award. But today Teasdale and Chambers are living in the moment. “I just can’t really imagine it,” says Chambers. “It’s not going to happen until it happens.” Then Teasdale strikes with her signature humor again. “There could be a zombie apocalypse between now and then,” she says. “You never know.” Chambers nods in agreement.

As our conversation begins to wind down, both Chambers and Teasdale have made significant progress on their needlework, though neither of them are sure what they are making yet. “The possibilities are endless,” says Chambers. Together we consider the options: a hat, a headband, maybe even what would be a very scandalous tube top. “Mistakes are quite high because you have to put in a lot of time before you realize that you’re doing it wrong,” says Teasdale. But they both seem less concerned with what the final result might be and more excited about learning along the way. “The mistakes look nice anyways,” Chambers says cheerfully. “Happy accidents.”