The wind blew, a slight breeze carrying the scent of the ocean. Reminiscing of her past, she stood there wearing her favorite scarf, the one he had bought her. And as she thought about his warm embrace, she held onto the scarf wrapped around her neck remembering the many times he had caressed it with his lips.
strangling my neck gently providing warmth where there is none fuzzy and soft hand made that’s too expensive fer my taste sorry i’m broke. well, yeah, i’m just a starving artist.
The scarves around her neck tie her head in place. People say without it, her head would still be in the clouds. So they tie her head on with scarves, linking her down to the earth and down to the life that she despises. She watches them link on one after another after another until she is sweating and she’s so hot that she can’t even breathe. But at least she can see her feet, instead of the cumulus above her.
I really like to buy scarves. They have an accentuating detail to any outfit and they are the perfect accessory. I wish I had more scarves, I really want to buy some now. Gap or Banana Republic always seem to have quite affordable and fashionable ones. Actually, I wish they were cheaper sometimes. I love winter scarves the most.
actually i don’t have many of these but they do come in a lit of colors and styles but i think they look kinda weird on people like my mom buys ones with weird patterns and glitter and i know a friend that wears one with a t shirt strange stuff i think but there are some nice ones like solid colors are fine and they do keep you warm in the winter which is an amazing thing
scarves wrap around our necks….but do they keep us warm? I knitted a scarf once..grey and light blue stripes..i was aiming for a Doctor Who scarf SO it was incredibly long.
College acceptances are like the dreadful process of shopping with a very picky person in a thrift store. Some items will be of higher quality, like cashmere scarves or designer jeans, but they’re of a boring color or not what the capricious shopper is looking for. No, the shopper wants to purchase the cheap scarf and faded jeans from the stoned guy on the street. /didn’t get into UCLA.
Scarves are for hipsters. I myself have been accused of being a hipster, but I’m not “cool” enough. Sure, I listen to “hipster music,” but that doesn’t make me a hipster. I’m in a fraternity, so I simply can’t be a hipster…right?
I love them in the winter, I love them in the spring, they add color to my wardrobe, lots of colors they bring. They keep me warm in winter, as I wrap them around my face. They keep me looking cool in spring, when I tie them by my waist.
I don’t take this lightly. In fact, I’m downright angry about the situation. It took me several hours to knit those scarves, and there will be hell to pay. YOU DON”T SELL MY SCARVES ON THE CLEARANCE RACK!!!
i love them. i love to wear them and i love it when you wear them.
i like the soft ones though, not the itchy ones.
i like putting them on and staying warm.
and i like taking them off and feeling free.
are warm and doctor who wears them. Sometimes they are long sometimes short. the can have stripes or spots. they come in many colors. I am from Alabama we don;t wear scarves.
She was bound to to the iron pole by a hundred white scarves. The ends were dragged into the wind and relentlessly tightened as the moon rose bright. Her midnight locks wove around her vision and blended with the slow swirling sky. She struggled to be free and suffered in her captivity to that night, a surrender she had not agreed to. But when the stars pierced through the dark her eyes unfolded. She saw the rare beauty of the pitched black shadows and the raw reveal of life forgotten to light. Warmth bloomed from plum stained sky spreads and bled breezes to ripple in silhouetted leaves. Fresh petal scents undulated upon her and she breathed her release in. On her exhale her surrender was her own, to that night of ebony understanding. The white scarves tore apart at peak pressure, and revealed her delivered, with dignity relinquished.
Red, gold, green, blue.
I remember them, and I remember you.
The first scarf I made was too big,
the second scarf was too small,
and eventually I made the right one,
the right size to match the color of your eyes.
but by then you had left.
The scarf reminds me of an unsaid goodbye.
So may memories of scarves worn in life. The colourful scarves, the scratchy scarves of schooldays doused in vicks. Silk scarves are glamourous but wi#ool scarves are warmest.
he wrapped the scarf more tightly around her neck, pulling her closer.
she could barely breathe, but it grounded her. for a long moment, she stood afore him, feeling as if the only thing keeping her from sinking to her knees was the silken scarf tightened against her wind pipe, and she met those pale eyes of his that she loved even in the memories she didn’t have.
carefully, he pulled her in for a kiss, and she realized that it wasn’t the pressure that was making it hard to breath. it was his proximity, and the smell of him, and the sharpness of her heartbeat exploding in her breast.
The scarves ran across the solemn faces of the snowed individuals. It was winter. A cold, dim and bitter winter; fit only for a white fox. They shielded them. They protected them.
“So, what, this is your great idea? Accessorize with a ton of scarves?”
He grins, eyebrows raising so high she’s afraid they’ll disappear into his hairline. “Well, it’ll keep everyone from seeing the hickeys you’ve so delicately placed on my neck.”
“Oh, shut up,” she laughs, taking the curling iron from her hair. “You weren’t complaining when I put them there. And that was anything but delicate.”
I’ve never been a huge fan of scarves. Never really seen the point in them… they’ve always seemed excessive, and a bit tacky. If I were given one, I’d probably give it away. In the past, I would have just thrown it away. Why just get a coat with a collar?
Scarves are my favorite accessory. At least when its cold out. I feel so sophisticated when I wear them. My girlfriend bought me this amazing scarf with all these different colors and its all fraying and long and light. I love it. It makes me happy.
Scarves in the winter, like a warm hug around my neck. I love the way it loves me back,with a hug and a soft fur like yarn. Keeps my heart warm for the winter.
scarves are long, wrap around. they keep you warm, make you look fashionable. unless they are babuska’s. i like long ones, slim ones. not fat ones. i have two that have sparkles on them. i mostly like them as fashion accessories. that makes them seem vain and trivial.
Scarves. I have never really liked scarves. Constricting and suffocating. I need my neck to breathe. Maybe it’s the material or maybe the patterns printed on them. I don’t know. It’s kind of like when you don’t like a certain food and yet you’ve never actually eaten it before.
I really don’t life scarves. I mean what’s the point. I mean people go around wearing scarves thinking their “hipster” and that everyone loves them just because they put on a scarf and some dirty clothes. But in actuality, putting on a scarf won’t change anything. It is just a piece of fabric.
wrapped around my neck, two coils, need three to block the wind. It makes me look thinner, sleeker, more feminine. I want him to think I’m feminine. I’m tweeking and hoping her responds. Resounds with regret for turning me away.
I have THEE hugest collection of scarves. Seriously. A whole tub overflowing. I have scarves of every color, every texture, light and airy, heavy and warm. Sparkles. Tassels. Stripes. Polka dots. Several from Spain, to remind me of my trip there. Vintage scarves. Scarves I don’t even know how, when, or where I got them. I am all about SCARVES!!! <3
He wore one almost every day. I’m still not sure how many he had; maybe one, maybe tens of them. I only paid attention to the fact that he always wore a scarf, and I hated it. I hated the ridiculous scarf he would wear to school, and I hated him. I hated him so much. I told him while we were arguing in class, I told my friends when he passed by. I hated him. And when he got a girlfriend, I hated him even more. I hated them both. But I went home and would look at the one lonely scarf I owned and think of him. And I would admit, very softly, just to myself and that scarf, that I didn’t hate him. That I liked him more than he could ever fathom. When I was at home and all alone with my own stupid scarf, I loved him.
scarves go around your neck. they keep you warm in the winter. i really dont prefer them on myself, i think i look goofy. i think they compliment other peoples attires very well though. sometimes i wish i had a scarve to choke the people who annoy me, haha.
there were so many colourful scarves. which one should she pick? the blue one, the red one, the yellow and green striped one or the purple checkered one? as she contemplated it…
the basket was strewn about, balls of yarn and knitting needles were everywhere, all covered in blood. The only thing missing, however, was the scarf made from pure diamond, and it was evidently not far away.
The scarves were lined up at the back of the store where little light reached, their bright colors tinted in the darkness. There seemed to be scarves of every color–ocean blues and mossy greens, sombre yellows and bruised purples. She passed by every one, fingers trailing, until her fingers latched onto the smooth silk of a bloody red scarf. This was it.
wear it, look good. they are comfortable and can keep you warm when its cold out. people wear them a lot now or style, and sometimes even in the hot months of summer. i like scarves a lot. they are fun and awesome. they are also colorful! some scarves are longer than others and some are shorter. they can also be really fluffy or silky, which ever you want. my point is; scarves are AWESOME. Awesome.
i like scarves. they keep me warm. and there are so many colors. scarves remind me of him. i dont know why. they just remind me of how we cuddle in the winter. and how when i put a colorful scarf on early in the morning i really hope hell like it later on in the day. scarves remind me of the winter. but best of all they remind me of the warmth of love in the frigid cold.
Scarves, so many scarves. Scarves in all colors. Scarves of all shapes and textures. There were green scarves, golden scarves, black scarves. There were cotton scarves, there were silk scarves. So many scarves.
I bedecked myself in scarves, and I twirled. I twirled round and round, and admired the scarves. There were so many. I looked at myself in the mirror, and for the first time in a long time, I thought: look at me. I’m beautiful.
There were so many scarves.
The girl with the green scarf in “confessions of a shopaholic.” I remember shopping with Miranda at the fair, and she couldn’t decide which one she wanted. Scarves are such a great accessory; they go with everything!
The wind blew, a slight breeze carrying the scent of the ocean. Reminiscing of her past, she stood there wearing her favorite scarf, the one he had bought her. And as she thought about his warm embrace, she held onto the scarf wrapped around her neck remembering the many times he had caressed it with his lips.
strangling my neck gently providing warmth where there is none fuzzy and soft hand made that’s too expensive fer my taste sorry i’m broke. well, yeah, i’m just a starving artist.
The scarves around her neck tie her head in place. People say without it, her head would still be in the clouds. So they tie her head on with scarves, linking her down to the earth and down to the life that she despises. She watches them link on one after another after another until she is sweating and she’s so hot that she can’t even breathe. But at least she can see her feet, instead of the cumulus above her.
I really like to buy scarves. They have an accentuating detail to any outfit and they are the perfect accessory. I wish I had more scarves, I really want to buy some now. Gap or Banana Republic always seem to have quite affordable and fashionable ones. Actually, I wish they were cheaper sometimes. I love winter scarves the most.
actually i don’t have many of these but they do come in a lit of colors and styles but i think they look kinda weird on people like my mom buys ones with weird patterns and glitter and i know a friend that wears one with a t shirt strange stuff i think but there are some nice ones like solid colors are fine and they do keep you warm in the winter which is an amazing thing
he sat upon a park bench with a warm can of PBR. he looked to his left and said, “What? You’ve never heard of it?”
scarves wrap around our necks….but do they keep us warm? I knitted a scarf once..grey and light blue stripes..i was aiming for a Doctor Who scarf SO it was incredibly long.
College acceptances are like the dreadful process of shopping with a very picky person in a thrift store. Some items will be of higher quality, like cashmere scarves or designer jeans, but they’re of a boring color or not what the capricious shopper is looking for. No, the shopper wants to purchase the cheap scarf and faded jeans from the stoned guy on the street. /didn’t get into UCLA.
Scarves are for hipsters. I myself have been accused of being a hipster, but I’m not “cool” enough. Sure, I listen to “hipster music,” but that doesn’t make me a hipster. I’m in a fraternity, so I simply can’t be a hipster…right?
I love them in the winter, I love them in the spring, they add color to my wardrobe, lots of colors they bring. They keep me warm in winter, as I wrap them around my face. They keep me looking cool in spring, when I tie them by my waist.
I don’t take this lightly. In fact, I’m downright angry about the situation. It took me several hours to knit those scarves, and there will be hell to pay. YOU DON”T SELL MY SCARVES ON THE CLEARANCE RACK!!!
i love them. i love to wear them and i love it when you wear them.
i like the soft ones though, not the itchy ones.
i like putting them on and staying warm.
and i like taking them off and feeling free.
are warm and doctor who wears them. Sometimes they are long sometimes short. the can have stripes or spots. they come in many colors. I am from Alabama we don;t wear scarves.
She was bound to to the iron pole by a hundred white scarves. The ends were dragged into the wind and relentlessly tightened as the moon rose bright. Her midnight locks wove around her vision and blended with the slow swirling sky. She struggled to be free and suffered in her captivity to that night, a surrender she had not agreed to. But when the stars pierced through the dark her eyes unfolded. She saw the rare beauty of the pitched black shadows and the raw reveal of life forgotten to light. Warmth bloomed from plum stained sky spreads and bled breezes to ripple in silhouetted leaves. Fresh petal scents undulated upon her and she breathed her release in. On her exhale her surrender was her own, to that night of ebony understanding. The white scarves tore apart at peak pressure, and revealed her delivered, with dignity relinquished.
Red, gold, green, blue.
I remember them, and I remember you.
The first scarf I made was too big,
the second scarf was too small,
and eventually I made the right one,
the right size to match the color of your eyes.
but by then you had left.
The scarf reminds me of an unsaid goodbye.
So may memories of scarves worn in life. The colourful scarves, the scratchy scarves of schooldays doused in vicks. Silk scarves are glamourous but wi#ool scarves are warmest.
he wrapped the scarf more tightly around her neck, pulling her closer.
she could barely breathe, but it grounded her. for a long moment, she stood afore him, feeling as if the only thing keeping her from sinking to her knees was the silken scarf tightened against her wind pipe, and she met those pale eyes of his that she loved even in the memories she didn’t have.
carefully, he pulled her in for a kiss, and she realized that it wasn’t the pressure that was making it hard to breath. it was his proximity, and the smell of him, and the sharpness of her heartbeat exploding in her breast.
The scarves ran across the solemn faces of the snowed individuals. It was winter. A cold, dim and bitter winter; fit only for a white fox. They shielded them. They protected them.
“So, what, this is your great idea? Accessorize with a ton of scarves?”
He grins, eyebrows raising so high she’s afraid they’ll disappear into his hairline. “Well, it’ll keep everyone from seeing the hickeys you’ve so delicately placed on my neck.”
“Oh, shut up,” she laughs, taking the curling iron from her hair. “You weren’t complaining when I put them there. And that was anything but delicate.”
I’ve never been a huge fan of scarves. Never really seen the point in them… they’ve always seemed excessive, and a bit tacky. If I were given one, I’d probably give it away. In the past, I would have just thrown it away. Why just get a coat with a collar?
Scarves are my favorite accessory. At least when its cold out. I feel so sophisticated when I wear them. My girlfriend bought me this amazing scarf with all these different colors and its all fraying and long and light. I love it. It makes me happy.
Scarves in the winter, like a warm hug around my neck. I love the way it loves me back,with a hug and a soft fur like yarn. Keeps my heart warm for the winter.
scarves are long, wrap around. they keep you warm, make you look fashionable. unless they are babuska’s. i like long ones, slim ones. not fat ones. i have two that have sparkles on them. i mostly like them as fashion accessories. that makes them seem vain and trivial.
I can’t wait to pack em into a box and stow them away in my closet. Nuff said. I need more winter like I need more head lice. Bring on the sun.
Scarves. I have never really liked scarves. Constricting and suffocating. I need my neck to breathe. Maybe it’s the material or maybe the patterns printed on them. I don’t know. It’s kind of like when you don’t like a certain food and yet you’ve never actually eaten it before.
It’s a cold winter night and all that’s saving you from freezing your head off is that nice warm scarf.
I really don’t life scarves. I mean what’s the point. I mean people go around wearing scarves thinking their “hipster” and that everyone loves them just because they put on a scarf and some dirty clothes. But in actuality, putting on a scarf won’t change anything. It is just a piece of fabric.
cozy, warm, sultry
winter is in full bloom
hear the wind echo
snow falling like birds wings
wrapped around my neck, two coils, need three to block the wind. It makes me look thinner, sleeker, more feminine. I want him to think I’m feminine. I’m tweeking and hoping her responds. Resounds with regret for turning me away.
I have THEE hugest collection of scarves. Seriously. A whole tub overflowing. I have scarves of every color, every texture, light and airy, heavy and warm. Sparkles. Tassels. Stripes. Polka dots. Several from Spain, to remind me of my trip there. Vintage scarves. Scarves I don’t even know how, when, or where I got them. I am all about SCARVES!!! <3
He wore one almost every day. I’m still not sure how many he had; maybe one, maybe tens of them. I only paid attention to the fact that he always wore a scarf, and I hated it. I hated the ridiculous scarf he would wear to school, and I hated him. I hated him so much. I told him while we were arguing in class, I told my friends when he passed by. I hated him. And when he got a girlfriend, I hated him even more. I hated them both. But I went home and would look at the one lonely scarf I owned and think of him. And I would admit, very softly, just to myself and that scarf, that I didn’t hate him. That I liked him more than he could ever fathom. When I was at home and all alone with my own stupid scarf, I loved him.
scarves go around your neck. they keep you warm in the winter. i really dont prefer them on myself, i think i look goofy. i think they compliment other peoples attires very well though. sometimes i wish i had a scarve to choke the people who annoy me, haha.
there were so many colourful scarves. which one should she pick? the blue one, the red one, the yellow and green striped one or the purple checkered one? as she contemplated it…
the basket was strewn about, balls of yarn and knitting needles were everywhere, all covered in blood. The only thing missing, however, was the scarf made from pure diamond, and it was evidently not far away.
The scarves were lined up at the back of the store where little light reached, their bright colors tinted in the darkness. There seemed to be scarves of every color–ocean blues and mossy greens, sombre yellows and bruised purples. She passed by every one, fingers trailing, until her fingers latched onto the smooth silk of a bloody red scarf. This was it.
wear it, look good. they are comfortable and can keep you warm when its cold out. people wear them a lot now or style, and sometimes even in the hot months of summer. i like scarves a lot. they are fun and awesome. they are also colorful! some scarves are longer than others and some are shorter. they can also be really fluffy or silky, which ever you want. my point is; scarves are AWESOME. Awesome.
I wear lots of scarves
To hide my neck
Can’t get btten by love and all that
i like scarves. they keep me warm. and there are so many colors. scarves remind me of him. i dont know why. they just remind me of how we cuddle in the winter. and how when i put a colorful scarf on early in the morning i really hope hell like it later on in the day. scarves remind me of the winter. but best of all they remind me of the warmth of love in the frigid cold.
Scarves, so many scarves. Scarves in all colors. Scarves of all shapes and textures. There were green scarves, golden scarves, black scarves. There were cotton scarves, there were silk scarves. So many scarves.
I bedecked myself in scarves, and I twirled. I twirled round and round, and admired the scarves. There were so many. I looked at myself in the mirror, and for the first time in a long time, I thought: look at me. I’m beautiful.
There were so many scarves.
The girl with the green scarf in “confessions of a shopaholic.” I remember shopping with Miranda at the fair, and she couldn’t decide which one she wanted. Scarves are such a great accessory; they go with everything!