Stacey McLaughlin

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As a kid, Stacey would curl up in a kitchen cabinet to escape the family craziness and read or write undisturbed. Even back then, words mattered to her — a lot. Her official writing career began at The Washington Post, where she worked for nearly a decade. Today, she parlays her obsession with the English language into helping our clients find their voice. Whether translating a collection of random ideas into a website, wrangling an entire company’s identity into a marketing campaign, or unearthing a new name for an organization, Stacey consistently amazes our clients by not only listening, but truly hearing them, then chiseling her way to the heart of what really makes them tick.

Stacey graduated with an English degree from Furman University (it’s in South Carolina — if you’ve ever seen the campus you’d understand). When she’s not physically and mentally sparring with her two young kids, she enjoys reading, kickboxing, childish antics with her grown-up friends and absolutely anything outdoors. Stacey and our president, Shay Onorio, have worked together (no matter their places of work) since 1999. As much as they don’t want that to age them, their unique understanding of each other and how to achieve the very best content and writing style for our clients, is paired with an undeniable appreciation for great laughter and camaraderie to get the job done right and on time.

What sound do you love?

Dusk in summertime. Birds calling goodnight to each other, crickets chirping, the occasional shout from a kid playing, random laughter from neighbors’ decks.

What’s the #1 most played song on your iPod?

Stranded by Van Morrison.

What’s your most used phrase?

Do you need to go potty?!

Favorite Quote:

“Be the reason someone believes in the goodness of people.”

At 6 years old I wanted to be…

A unicorn.

When you have 30 minutes of free time, how do you pass the time?

Trying to figure out how to squeeze every moment out of those 30 minutes and then realizing they’re up.

Most irrational fear or silly quirk about me:

Corn niblets. I love corn on the cob but put corn niblets in front of me and I just can’t deal…

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