Sincerely, Stächa:

An Ode to NYC

Clothing and Choker Stächa Huis

Written by Stacey Filé and Fabiënne Hankers

Hair and Makeup by Fabiënne Hankers

Styling by Stacey Filé

Photo Collaboration with Kevain Delpesche

 
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Eight point five $ouls in the city that never sleeps, tell me you're playing for keeps....

$accharine coated dreams, floating in a fantasy, all it takes is one glance from you and I'm in a daze.....

Like the $treetlights you beckon me home, a beam of elation twenty four hours deep, every part of me screaming to take the leap.....

$hadows of you stretch and tear me to pieces, a strange peace falling over a silent moon, our souls sit still in a timeless tune.....

 

Part II

$ensational muse, whisper to me, the secrets you hold beneath, a golden, darkened soliloquy....

$o intoxicating, wrap me in your endless embrace, pigmented expressions of passion, each one begets a rousing taste...

An incomparable elation, $oon we will be able to sit on a cloud, using the sky as a playground, ecstasy abound....

$ilk lined silhouettes, $leepless nights, you make it worth $taying, my love for you will never $tray......

$erendipity in its purest form, you offered your heart as a sweet escape, a finely scripted melody over parede rosa, here's to a forever kind of love, Sincerely, Stächa.