This clip is all over the computer globonet, but I couldn't resist posting it. I was sold on the bossness of this performance from the first awkward spin Stacey executes. And when she picks up that trumpet, look out. It's like my ears are at war with a force they have never seen before. Kind of like when Picard saw the Borg for the first time. I'm pretty sure that's the tune that raises dead jazz singers from their graves.
PS: I'd marry her as long as she promised to wear that outfit year round. Sparkle power rules the nation.
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