Walk like a panther

Ignore my total dork face, the point here is to show off my snazzy DIY/ thrifted possessions. Well, minus the cardigan. Sorry, Samantha.
I've been having some Russians stay with my family for the past two weeks. Yes, it's a constant party, and no, I don't sleep. Issue. At least Halloween is almost upon us, that most rad of holidays! In typical Stacy fashion, my costume's still not done, but just you wait, Henry Higgins.


Wet Look

I don't know about you guys, but this video is driving me simply mad. I really like slicked-back hair on long-haired girls; it's incredibly underrated. Yes, gel is scary and somewhat nasty and I've had some awful experiences with it due to ballroom dance mania, but it's all worth it when the result is this beautiful wet look. And no one rocks the lilac/gray hair like Ivania of Love Aesthetics. Am I wrong?


Album of the Month: October 2011

Mirror Mirror
Society for the Advancement of Inflammatory Consciousness

I once showed this album to a friend, and he likened the listening experience to "psychedelic cotton candy." Truer words were never spoken. The whole thing sounds like an acid trip gone wrong, but in the best possible way! You can't go wrong with an album with such a long-winded name! I feel the urge to learn about cults and dance uncontrollably when I listen to this (which is really quite often). Mirror Mirror uses murky guitars, out-of-this-world keyboards, lots of cymbal, various sound effects, and bizarre, all-too-hip lyrics. While it retains a lo-fi quality, the album doesn't sound fuzzy at all, just spacious, like your mind is expanding a dimension a minute. At 36 minutes, your mind is going to need quite a bit of room to take this all in. All in all, it's the perfect album to put on while thinking, traipsing through the woods, or even just in the background so the music can fade in and out of your consciousness.
Favorite Songs: Don Coyote's Confession, Eugene, Cry for More, Love is the Law

New Horizons


Say what?

I'm in love. This is what I want to look like. Now. I mean, the hair is perfect, the shirt is perfect, the pants are perfect, her bracelets are perfect. I realized as I was typing that my last sentence could do with some editing, but I like it as is; at least you know I'm excited. On that note, all the Fashion Weeks are over! Expect a lot of catching up and quite a bit of commentary. Again, I'm going to try to get out of Fashion Week mode, just give me a few more posts!
By the way, my band is playing another show at the Cobalt Cafe in Canoga Park this Saturday at 9:30. Anyone down? Just look out for the Ars Nova.