the prettiest thing about scarves is that they come in a variety of colours and materials.i personally love scarves a lot and often wonder abt have a lot of scarves someday.
Nice, fluffy objects that keep your neck warm in the winter. The wind won’t penetrate it, the snow will line it nicely with its frost coating. You sometimes lose them, but they always come back. I really like my scarves, also those i wear in spring, which are colorful, pretty and light, and add a lot to my appearance.
windy things to go around our necks when it’s cold. I was given a lovely green velvety one by a friend, years ago. Just out of the blue. I don’t need it very often, but every time I wear it, on a cold day, I think of her. So unexpected, so lovely. Scarves can be long or short; I once knitted a long Doctor Who style scarf… it was fun.
Hermes is the most expensive scarf in the world, I think, and got to wear one while dancing in their store several years ago for an event.
My Grandma used to wear scarves and I think I might still have a few somewhere in this cluttered house.
i love wearing scarves i wear them all the time, they blow in the wind whip me in the face. the other day it saved me from a tterrible storm, no i lied it barely diid anything but i looked like a muslim woman in a strom. i am a muslim woman, ad i wear my scarf or hijab to the mosque :) I love the different types, long, short, crinkly and soft, all are beautiful in their own ways.
I love scarves. The one movie I remember most with the “scarf” as a key point is that of … Confessions of a Shopoholic with Amy Adams. She was amazing in that movie, as well as in Enchanted. I can’t get enough of her hair!!!
Scarves. When I saw the word a few seconds ago, I had to think for a bit to remember what it means. It would be easier if it were singular. You see, English is not my first language … But scarves. I like them I think … They keep you warm :)
I loved my old Norwich City scarf. It is tatty and holey, and I have had it since I moved to Norfolk in 1977 as a child. My interests have changed although I still attend the odd match, I’ve had new scarves but still got the old.
On a cold blustery day, she thought one scarf would be enough. Foresighted as she is, though, she wore no less than sixty-two; one for each person who would need one along her way.
scarves are good for many things. but the thing I like to do with them the most is to tie one end around my neck and the other around the center bar on my treadmill. then I like to get on my knees and masturbate as the tread belt pulls me away and the scarf pulls tight against my throat. I wonder what my grandmother who knit me the scarf or the nice man who sold me the treadmill would think of that?
I tried to make a scarf once, It was grey. I never finished it. Its still up in my closet. I love scarves though. I got a lot of them for Christmas. My sister made me one too. It’s black. I feel bad that I never wear it but I mostly wear the one my aunt got me, Its pink and adorable. I never really wore scarves until this winter and I wear it every time I go outside
The wind outside smacks the window sill like an earthquake induced tsunami wave hits the sea shore grave. All I can think about is the daunting task ahead of me. The scarf on my hat rack will quick fix the mayhem
so many beautifull ways to be different..
and colourfull…I love colours….wind in my face…cold in my bones..and I am running so fast that I can not thing where I am going to..
you wear them on your neck, the come in many colors, and keep you warm. on your head, you look like a pirate. on a mic stand, your awesome! rock on aerowsmith! silk, cotton and other fabrics
scarves are beautiful sometimes, but a very bad fashion choice other times. I once saw a girl wearing a scarf on a plain trip to Hawaii… I thought she was stupid. I’m not completely sure about the purpose of a scarf besides warmth.
Janet sat there staring at the dresser. Too many memories – the scarf held too many memories! Why did he have to go like that – just disappearfrom hhhhhhhhhhher life?
A simple fashion statement. So hard to match, for me, with my colorblind eyes…just another accessory that I’ll mess up. Who cares? This one glitters!
And this one…has been wrapped around my eyes as you pinned me to your headboard. It’s my favourite. It still smells of the sweetness of sex.
scarves can describe ones personality and show who they are in a way just by the design and color..definitely an all year round wear, whenever you please
He was never not cold. so he wore scarves around his neck like a black and white fighter pilot. fearless, honorable, and prepared to drop bombs. he was handsome to say the least.
She wore scarves even in the middle of the blistering hot summer. The fabric wrapped around her neck made her feel safe and secure. It was like wearing your favourite blanket at all times, a childlike dream. She collected them from a variety of places and each scarf held a meaning that only she knew. So in a way, she kept a little mystery with her everywhere she went.
make me warm and keep my neck feelin like a million bucks. wonderful in winter. the best i eva had best i eva haddddd best i eva had!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Ladies, please stop fighting,” said the manager of the Macy’s. “If you do not stop fighting, I will have to call Securty. As I told you, we will have another shipment of scarves by the end of the week, and we will honor the 40% off sale then, too.
Edna stopped pummeling Martha and put her brass knuckles back in her purse. Following her lead, Martha pocketed her shiv and held up a bloody, torn lavender scarf. “Will you have this one in teal?”
I knew a girl who wore a thousand scarves to hide her bruises. Bruises that could never heal, wounds that would never close. But scarves aren’t enough to hide the pain that rests below the skin and inside your heart.
The purple scarf with polka dots. The girl on the bus always wore the same one. With her lime green gloves, I wondered if her personality was as colorful as her wardrobe on these dark winter days. I hoped so. I needed to get up the courage to talk to her.
what the hell is scarves? I have no idea what this word means. but i guess that is how life goes. you don’t know how to handle something and whenever it come around you have to either talk it out, figure it out, or just ramble on about something else until your time is up. Life is funny that way, huh? Yeah I thought so.
are colorful? the truth is I don’t really have many and the ones I have I rarely wear. One time I went to a store, I saw tons of them piled up in a corner of the store, they looked beautiful. I read the price tag and was amazed at the number I read. A small one. Too small to ignore, so I grabbed about seven and ran to the cashier. I think I wore one probably once or
Scarves, one tied around her neck to hide the marks and another around her waste to hold up her too-small jeans. She’d lost so much weight, and the emerald silk hardly kept the denim over her hips. The one at her neck glistened blue in the sunlight as she walked up to the school doors, self-consciously chewing on her lip. Please don’t let anyone find out… she prayed.
the prettiest thing about scarves is that they come in a variety of colours and materials.i personally love scarves a lot and often wonder abt have a lot of scarves someday.
She had many scarves; some to shield her from the cold, some to impress her friends, some to make her warm, and some to make others warm towards her.
Her elegance.. her style.. the dainty shoes.. the colorful scarves around her slender neck – I’m a fan.
Nice, fluffy objects that keep your neck warm in the winter. The wind won’t penetrate it, the snow will line it nicely with its frost coating. You sometimes lose them, but they always come back. I really like my scarves, also those i wear in spring, which are colorful, pretty and light, and add a lot to my appearance.
windy things to go around our necks when it’s cold. I was given a lovely green velvety one by a friend, years ago. Just out of the blue. I don’t need it very often, but every time I wear it, on a cold day, I think of her. So unexpected, so lovely. Scarves can be long or short; I once knitted a long Doctor Who style scarf… it was fun.
Scarves are useful. They keep you’re neck warm. You can tie people up as well. Just don’t tell anyone. Not if you want to get caught. Help…
Scarves. The legwarmers of the neck.
Hermes is the most expensive scarf in the world, I think, and got to wear one while dancing in their store several years ago for an event.
My Grandma used to wear scarves and I think I might still have a few somewhere in this cluttered house.
i love wearing scarves i wear them all the time, they blow in the wind whip me in the face. the other day it saved me from a tterrible storm, no i lied it barely diid anything but i looked like a muslim woman in a strom. i am a muslim woman, ad i wear my scarf or hijab to the mosque :) I love the different types, long, short, crinkly and soft, all are beautiful in their own ways.
I love scarves. The one movie I remember most with the “scarf” as a key point is that of … Confessions of a Shopoholic with Amy Adams. She was amazing in that movie, as well as in Enchanted. I can’t get enough of her hair!!!
Scarves. When I saw the word a few seconds ago, I had to think for a bit to remember what it means. It would be easier if it were singular. You see, English is not my first language … But scarves. I like them I think … They keep you warm :)
I loved my old Norwich City scarf. It is tatty and holey, and I have had it since I moved to Norfolk in 1977 as a child. My interests have changed although I still attend the odd match, I’ve had new scarves but still got the old.
It was crisp and cold. A typical November day, one might say. The kind of day that made you think pie. Or leaves. College. All the trappings.
On a cold blustery day, she thought one scarf would be enough. Foresighted as she is, though, she wore no less than sixty-two; one for each person who would need one along her way.
scarves are good for many things. but the thing I like to do with them the most is to tie one end around my neck and the other around the center bar on my treadmill. then I like to get on my knees and masturbate as the tread belt pulls me away and the scarf pulls tight against my throat. I wonder what my grandmother who knit me the scarf or the nice man who sold me the treadmill would think of that?
I tried to make a scarf once, It was grey. I never finished it. Its still up in my closet. I love scarves though. I got a lot of them for Christmas. My sister made me one too. It’s black. I feel bad that I never wear it but I mostly wear the one my aunt got me, Its pink and adorable. I never really wore scarves until this winter and I wear it every time I go outside
The wind outside smacks the window sill like an earthquake induced tsunami wave hits the sea shore grave. All I can think about is the daunting task ahead of me. The scarf on my hat rack will quick fix the mayhem
so many beautifull ways to be different..
and colourfull…I love colours….wind in my face…cold in my bones..and I am running so fast that I can not thing where I am going to..
you wear them on your neck, the come in many colors, and keep you warm. on your head, you look like a pirate. on a mic stand, your awesome! rock on aerowsmith! silk, cotton and other fabrics
scarves are beautiful sometimes, but a very bad fashion choice other times. I once saw a girl wearing a scarf on a plain trip to Hawaii… I thought she was stupid. I’m not completely sure about the purpose of a scarf besides warmth.
I am dissapointed with my self. I dont know where to go from here.
Janet sat, staring at the dresser. Why had he disappeared like that? All she had now was the scarf … filled with the memorieoroe
Janet sat there staring at the dresser. Why did he have to leave like that? Just disappearfrom
Janet sat there staring at the dresser. Too many memories – the scarf held too many memories! Why did he have to go like that – just disappearfrom hhhhhhhhhhher life?
Janet sat tere looking at her dresser. Se knew that the scarf was in there, but she didn’t want to look at it. Toomany memoires.
A simple fashion statement. So hard to match, for me, with my colorblind eyes…just another accessory that I’ll mess up. Who cares? This one glitters!
And this one…has been wrapped around my eyes as you pinned me to your headboard. It’s my favourite. It still smells of the sweetness of sex.
scarves can describe ones personality and show who they are in a way just by the design and color..definitely an all year round wear, whenever you please
You where scarves in the winter when its cold. In the snow. While playing games in the snow. It goes around your neck. It makes you feel warm.
He was never not cold. so he wore scarves around his neck like a black and white fighter pilot. fearless, honorable, and prepared to drop bombs. he was handsome to say the least.
She wore scarves even in the middle of the blistering hot summer. The fabric wrapped around her neck made her feel safe and secure. It was like wearing your favourite blanket at all times, a childlike dream. She collected them from a variety of places and each scarf held a meaning that only she knew. So in a way, she kept a little mystery with her everywhere she went.
make me warm and keep my neck feelin like a million bucks. wonderful in winter. the best i eva had best i eva haddddd best i eva had!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Ladies, please stop fighting,” said the manager of the Macy’s. “If you do not stop fighting, I will have to call Securty. As I told you, we will have another shipment of scarves by the end of the week, and we will honor the 40% off sale then, too.
Edna stopped pummeling Martha and put her brass knuckles back in her purse. Following her lead, Martha pocketed her shiv and held up a bloody, torn lavender scarf. “Will you have this one in teal?”
the wind was bitter cold. it buffeted the driving freezing rain so that it stabbed you even through the thickest hoodie.
I knew a girl who wore a thousand scarves to hide her bruises. Bruises that could never heal, wounds that would never close. But scarves aren’t enough to hide the pain that rests below the skin and inside your heart.
The purple scarf with polka dots. The girl on the bus always wore the same one. With her lime green gloves, I wondered if her personality was as colorful as her wardrobe on these dark winter days. I hoped so. I needed to get up the courage to talk to her.
what the hell is scarves? I have no idea what this word means. but i guess that is how life goes. you don’t know how to handle something and whenever it come around you have to either talk it out, figure it out, or just ramble on about something else until your time is up. Life is funny that way, huh? Yeah I thought so.
are colorful? the truth is I don’t really have many and the ones I have I rarely wear. One time I went to a store, I saw tons of them piled up in a corner of the store, they looked beautiful. I read the price tag and was amazed at the number I read. A small one. Too small to ignore, so I grabbed about seven and ran to the cashier. I think I wore one probably once or
Perfect for some nippy weather. Made by a grandmother’s soft hands. Simple, comfortable. It even looks beautiful as it flies away in the breeze.
Scarves, one tied around her neck to hide the marks and another around her waste to hold up her too-small jeans. She’d lost so much weight, and the emerald silk hardly kept the denim over her hips. The one at her neck glistened blue in the sunlight as she walked up to the school doors, self-consciously chewing on her lip. Please don’t let anyone find out… she prayed.
scarves are what people wear when they wish to keep their necks nice and warm.