Why the F*ck Can't I Get a Spray Tan?
♦ PERSIAN BARBIE ♦
Disco Shrine, born Jessica Delijani, is that kind of LA-bred, Valley girl at heart, Persian Barbie — equal parts club kid and storyteller. She grew up in the kind of place where the mall was a social ecosystem and getting ready was its own ritual. You can hear it in her music. That glossy, hyper-feminine sensibility was never abandoned; it was amplified and turned into something with teeth.
“Spray Tan” is the clearest proof yet.
“Spray Tan” is the clearest proof yet.
She couldn’t get an appointment before Coachella because everything was booked, and instead of brushing it off, she turned the absurdity into a song — like a confession with a smirk. The production is chest-rattling bass underneath something almost bubblegum, hardstyle bleeding into it. It shouldn’t work as well as it does. But that tension is exactly the point. She’s always operated in the space between things that aren’t supposed to go together.
She calls this new chapter #SprayTanSummer. It’s about confidence and chaos and showing up anyway — closet on the floor, running late, life a little undone — and having the best night regardless. Her Persian-American roots quietly inform everything too: the drama, the visuals, a certain pride in presentation.
She’s building what she calls a “c*ntiverse” now — characters and personas and a whole world expanding outward from the music. More songs, more shows, more of whatever this is becoming. “Spray Tan” is just the start of it, and something tells me in that world, she’ll never have to wait for an appointment again.
