Comments on: scarves

By: Al Tullis

Al Tullis — Sat, 12 Mar 2011 19:11:48 +0000

a piece of material originally used to keep ones neck warm or to hold a womans hair. in some countries they also have a religious significance.

By: karen

karen — Sat, 12 Mar 2011 19:06:20 +0000

the very best versatile accessory , that every women should own.

By: freesia

freesia — Sat, 12 Mar 2011 19:05:48 +0000

I bought the scarves at a vintage shop. they were beautiful and probably belonged to someones great grandmother. I brought them around my house all day, wearing them all at once. finally, midnight came, and I tied all the scarves together. they turned into one long rope. I tied them to the top of my closet and stuck my neck through the opening. they were beautiful.

By: Tylisha

Tylisha — Sat, 12 Mar 2011 19:04:15 +0000

They shielded their faces with red; red scarves to cover the red scars as they mingled in society; little girls who pretended to be women. Women who passed by them on the streets, their hair wrapped in scarves of black and their minds in scarves of remembrance, chose not to look at them; because in these little girls, who ran around scarving up the attention of men, they saw themselves.

By: Jyodi D.

Jyodi D. — Sat, 12 Mar 2011 19:04:04 +0000

they flow around your neck
brightly colored shafts of beauty
contrasting the blue sky beyond
as they wave in the wind
and reach for the clouds

By: izzie

izzie — Sat, 12 Mar 2011 19:01:58 +0000

they wrap around your neck, keep you warm, fashion accessory .. something to tie someone up with .. to whip someone with .. blah blah blah, what else do you expect me to write? ..

By: Molly Golver

Molly Golver — Sat, 12 Mar 2011 19:00:08 +0000

Coloured scarves. Floaty scarves. Thick woolly scarves. Scarves with patterns. Oblong scarves, triangular scarves, long scarves with tassels at the ends. I love scarves!

By: Candice

Candice — Sat, 12 Mar 2011 18:55:33 +0000

She felt as if her veins and arteries were scarves fluttering in a wind, as if all the liquid in her body had run out and dried up. She felt empty and brittle. She felt herself breaking at the fingertips, at the soles of her feet. The cracks growing longer and wider as they traveled up and around her limbs, finally taking hold of her lungs and her heart and crumbling her organs into dust.

By: itsasecret

itsasecret — Sat, 12 Mar 2011 18:53:11 +0000

i wear scarves on my head. for my religion. i dont like the way i look in it, i love my hair to death and i wish i could show people how my hair looks because it’s actually really pretty and deep down i know i’m only saying this because i want guys to like me but no one likes a girl with a scarf, she’s too religious.

By: Elena Hansen

Elena Hansen — Sat, 12 Mar 2011 18:45:59 +0000

She wore scarves every day. It was her salvation; it was her personality. Striped, colored, plaid- the patterns described what she was, who she was. Eventually, people began to call her the scarf girl. She had no more identity-people had no use to talk to her. All they saw were scarves. And that was how she liked it.