wardrobe: lacy

Ladizel Band!AU
  • a.k.a. the best thing everrr holy shiT
  • ok so sadie’s a solo artist who does gigs in bars
  • she probably plays guitar (also the drUms)
  • sadie who rebelled in middle and high school through her music choices and fell head over heels in love with rock
  • her favorite band could have been called Anubis aesrdftfg;jlk
  • sadie who’s always wearing headphones, because any time she’s not listening to music is wasted time
  • sadie who lives in leather jackets and has crazy-coloured hair and is never taken seriously
  • carter says her music sucks ass (affectionately, of course) but he still shows up to every gig he can make
  • sadie's dream has always been to be in a band; she’s been trying to put one together for years but everything always seems to fall apart
  • until….
  • hazel’s music is rooted in jazz cause she grew up in New Orleans
  • she plays piano and bass and even a little trombone
  • she works as a waitress at a local restaurant, and stares longingly at the artists who come play twice a week
  • hazel who tells herself her situation is only temporary, and looks forward to the end of her shift every day so she can go home and CREATE
  • she practices classical techniques during the day and sings and dances to Micheal Jackson in her underwear at two in the morning
  • and finally….
  • lacy used to be in a duo with drew, but was left in the dust when her half sister moved on to better things
  • lacy who plays acoustic guitar and sings unknown indie-type songs
  • her guitar has a pink strap and is decorated with a dove pattern
  • lacy’s SO EXciteD her first time playing an electric guitar
  • *while bouncing up and down* “it’s so loUD!!!”
  • sadie’s the lead singer and hazel and lacy sing backup aaaaaaaah
  • their voices are rly different but they all come together nicely
  • lacy with a higher-pitched, kind of squeaky voice
  • sadie and hazel with deeper, richer voices
  • their music is a weird meadly of all their styles and they all LOVE it
  • ladizel sharing a shitty apartment in New York = WHAT I LIVE FOR
  • the three of them sitting on the floor songwriting qtrxhfdhg;djgd
  • lazing on the couch passing notebooks full of lyrics to each other
  • they gain a following of die-hard wlw fans and it’s all they’ve ever wanted