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Crew Aesthetics

Jans

Angels with thousands of eyes and wings made of shimmering neon lights, is that blood or is that wine, butterflies pinned under glass like perfect brides frozen in time, barely held together journals full of words and ink splatters, singing until you can almost pretend you aren't dying in a factory, dancing until your feet bleed and your heart is beating so fast it's still, soliquies delivered to no one, hoarding crappy costume jewelry and rocks and broken glass, floating scraps of lace saved from the trash, black stockings, talking until your voice is gone just on the chance it will save someone anyone, sickness and insomnia, ribbon neckties, shaky cold hands, die pretty

Zhenya

The shells of old beetles sewn into dresses and ground into medicine, knives with curses engraved into the blades, scuffed boots with little tin beads strung on the laces, shoving flowers into the fire so it will smell nicer, venom green and nightshade purple on black, aresenic colored aprons, old stiff paintbrushes, homemade devotional posters, hiking through the mountains and not speaking to anyone for a week, claw like fingernails, mushrooms and berries gathered up into leather satchels, being poisoned honey, smoking things you know you shouldn't, starling feathers tucked into your clothes

Keone

Acid wash tie dye jeans, pockets full of screws, notes of half remembered concepts scrawled onto scraps of paper and never to be truly explored, robots being more comfortable than people, mathematic equations that are pages long being done in your head, a rosary under your pillow even though you don't know what for, Jesus is TOTALLY a swear word, neon blue lipstick, being a lady doesn't mean you don't swear, worn coveralls, using pencils to put up your hair, scrunchies and slouch socks

Hannah

Beakers of bright green chemicals and powders on metal mixing plates, cameos, handmade oil stained packages sent to CEOs with 'love, freedom' scrawled on the side, oversized suit jackets with secret pockets, golden apples, silver buttons, hares running through the flames, hour long rants about how Bigfoot is definitely real, breaking things and fixing them, being the 'sane' twin simply because you don't talk as much, watching your girl give someone a black eye and understanding what it means to see g-d, pastel shmatas, complicated braids, half undone shirts, live fast

Captain Baker

Old history archives, gymnastics tournaments where each contestant glitters like a jewel, private antiwar letters, soft yellow hijabs, earrings shaped like records, briefcases, "oh I know a guy", chasing justice, chasing truth, laying in bed and staring at the ceiling and wondering what's next, unlearning lies and relearning life, long calls to your sister, textbooks laying on your coffee table full of corrections, nice walking dresses, bold suit pants, polished oxfords

Nadia

Glowing illuminated manuscripts, swords that can hide in your pocket and still pierce bone, a wild frenzy under the full moon, a heart ripped out of a chest and cooked till medium rare, rejection and compassion, am I villain now? if so I never want to be a hero, bad puns, worse lies, green ribbon chokers, dark red velvet, puffed sleeves, low cut necklines, black translucent silk, red blood on red desert sand, golden eyes and golden rings, side burns and workers tans and calloused hands still being beauty,

Bayzli

A quiet house in the woods, worn copies of tragedies and comedies, beaten up copper thimbles, bright red leather boots, lion mane hair, extensive meal planners, college burnout, soft shirts, atrocious plaid pants, flowers and ribbons tied into fresh washed hair, brass earrings, bloody knuckles and old burn scars, let me be a wall, let me be a shield, just don't make me watch a tragedy, let me be gentle even so, cooking is a sign of love, a simple life is sometimes the best life