The moment is quiet except for the rustle of leaves and the creak of the old tree. Eyes drift, hands fidget, ears ring. Both our scarves are wrapped and pulled up to our noses, hiding our expressions from the other. Everything is quiet except for his soft laugh.
omg i used to knit scarves! theyre my favorite! but ok scarves are so cute cuz you can wear them basically whenever and they look good no matter what! i use them a lot when i have a low cut shirt that i kinda need to cover up ;) and i wear them to school over my uniform so i can ACCESORIZE :) ya scarves are awesome and they are warm. :)
They are so beautiful in the spring. All the colors mixed together with all the ladies standing around. Its like a forest of fashion and craziness. The designers are like the fruits of the trees. They are many different materials.
The scarves of the three young teens billowed softly in the wind. I grasped the end of my own and wound it tighter around my neck to prevent it from escaping. It was a lovely olive hue with frills on the end. I had made it myself several years ago.
The scarves were so beautiful. They hung on the shelf of the most expensive store in town, just out of reach. One red, one blue, one yellow. As I reached out to grab one, the shelf suddenly shook and items began falling on me!
I love scarves. They’re a ton of fun. Different colors, styles, patterns, fabrics. Like my Ravenclaw Scarf. The best scarf on the planet, in my opinion :D
Loosening after each breath – the scarves rise and fall to the pull
of the moon. I feel the dogma, I feel the comfort – warmth tugging and
the cold ice melting on my chest. Maybe this is necessary, maybe my
scabbed knees are divine.
they are something you wear around your neck, they are something to cover your face when the weather is cold, they are great for wrapping around the one you love when you want to kiss them and hold them tight
Scarves are pretty long things that have pretty colors. They are for fall, for looking chic when you’re cold. They wear them if they think they’re cool. I wear them. I think they’re cool. I have many different colors of scarves. Like black and blue and pink.
I love scarves :3 they keep you warm and very :O sexy. You can wear them in so many different ways!! So many styles of them :D some cute, some sexy, and some ugly as hell D; but I love them most of all because they’re warm :3 mhm. Gotta love scarves. So pretty :D and so many colors too!! Favorite is purple <3 :3
I walked into the room, and there the scarves sat, sticking up like the tongues at a grave-yard. One was the color red that resembled a crayon, and the other was the color of red that resembled blood pouring out of the chest of a wounded soldier. I wasn’t sure whether to grab them, or sit in the corner and continue to stare, as I was doing.
scarves keep you warm i guess i mean im not exactly sure what i mean but they do keep you warm. i used to lsoe all my scarves and find them on the floor all over shcool it was really funny because they would always find scarves and they would always be mine. anyhow, scarves are also sometimes cool but sometimes really gross. like those gross knit white ones that noone call pull off and yet everyone wear. why is that? not sure.
Like the most comforting, amazing and caring soul the scarf tangles around my neck on a cold winter’s day, one of the few joys of the winter’s morning picking from the lovely selection of scarves.
i once killed a crow with a scarf. a green scarf. i choked him, and his family cried. “never more” they all cried, “never more will we see the sun again for you” and now they scream at night the death of their fellow bird.
Scarves are awesome, but I doubt I’m cool enough to wear them. They are colorful and playful and wispy and bursting with style. All the things I want to be, and all the things I doubt I am. I don’t really know how to wear them or which ones match my outfit perfectly. One day I want to wake up and feel like a scarf-wearin’ kind of gal.
I love to wear scarves because if you’re feeling unconfident about a top it makes you feel instantly better. Also, you can share them and remind me of fall. There’s nothing like wearing a scarf while it rains leaves.
Sometimes my daughter leaves the house in a long, pink scarf. I don’t know if such scarves are whimsical or responsible. Maybe that’s the point-that they’re a little bit of both.
Anyway the wind blew the scarves followed to its direction. They had no appointment to reach as the people tied to them. No necessity to be just follow the wind…
“Have you ever seen such beautiful hats?” My cousin stood in awe, a deer caught in the shining fluorescent lights of the department store. “Well… yeah, I have. At a store in Chin-” I stopped and gazed in wonder. It was there, behind the pink bowlers. The perfect hat. I knew the moment I saw it. It would be mine.
The scarves came in a multitude of colors. They could be used for neck, hair, or even as a top. Which one would she choose? The one that would be in the end the cause of her death. the one she would be strangled with.
I have several scarves. Lots of different colors; they’re a great style. People say I wear them best. Plus there’s always something cozy about people in scarves. ;)
scarf tightened; a spark set down her neck, air caged, running shortcircuits through her veins–her lungs fit to burst–no outlet, of course, but the holes of her heart.
Windy morning. The sun’s barely visible behind a humming cloud. She walks like a rainstorm, blue and independent, a world unto herself, scarf blowing like so many ribbons, frayed at the end, infinite possibilities. A thing of beauty, her. I love her already, a cold and awestruck kind of love, as her blue glacier eyes catch mine and I’m frozen as the scarf flaps like a python. It’s a moment in ice.
Red and silky. Gold fringes lit like flames. Her brown hair swayed across her back, wispy, wild. Tight ’round her neck, but loose ’round her waist, her dark flags trailed behind her and beckoned me. I’d pledge my life to that.
scarves warm necks. mine is red and from a sweet sixteen from 4 years ago. it is the best scarf i have ever owned. they can also be used as shawls. you can wrap yourself and someone else into it.
I love wearing scarves in the fall…it makes me feel just a little bit more excited for the upcoming chilly weather. It reminds me of warmth, cuddling, flirting, homecoming, bright colors, leaves….wind….and then it turns to winter. It’s bright red…white….maybe turquoise…
Beautiful flowing scarves wrap my mother in warmth and sunshine…flowers, lace, all kinds! Beautiful gifts for her to treasure. Lovely….describing the scarves or mom?
scarves are wonderful objects, you can use them for accessorizing, decorating, tieing up packages, and even choking people. Occasionally while I am at work I imagine choking my coworkers with their scarves around their necks while we walk outside.
There’s actually several things you can do with one, wooly scarf. You can either wear it fashionably, flaunting it to those who pass by, thinking you’re the best thing since canned bread, or… you can strangle your victims with it. It’s really quite simple. The fibers in any average wool scarf are thick enough to take the life from any human being.
I love scarves, I love the feeling when wearing them, I love matching them with my outfits. I love that they add flare to what ever I wear. I love that they keep my neck warm. I love living in a city that allows me to wear them almost 24/7.
Old women waiting for the bus, like birds, frowning at the wind that is lashing through this town. In their hands, their rosaries. Their lips thin, their skin like crumpled paper. I am too young to please them, as I walk past, and they grimace at me, tightening their scarves around their hair.
I kinda like it when guys wear scarves. It sometimes makes them look…ya know… somewhat fruity. But it also makes them look like they have mad style. It makes them look hot. I think a good scarve can make an outfit complete.
Scarves aren’t really my taste. Well, Today’s definition of them. “swagger” scarves are stupid. However, I do enjoy a nice Dr. Who-esque scarf occasionally. Dr. Who is the man.
there are a few different kinds of scarves. there are really warm ones who actually do what they are designed for and there are some that are just for looks and to really carefully put away when you dont wear it. The first kind is cool when its really cold, second kind is for idiots.
I could feel the scratchy scarves bundled around my neck keeping out the cold. They’re the only thing I have left to keep my warm. When the snow storm hit my house was in ruins. The only thing that went undamaged was my scarves. If it weren’t for these scarves I’d probably have been frozen to death by now. Thank god for these 5 little scarves. They saved my life.
She was a girl of many scarves and wrapped her self in them with abandon, loosely folding her thoughts and unwinding then with a laugh sometimes tripping over the fringes before she turned to leave.
the men were all wearing scarves. they kept them warm. they were red, blue, and some were magenta. the women were not wearing scarves. i was though. it was comfertable. i felt so left out though. i seemed so different. but all scarves are different, just like people.
scarves are one of my favorite accessories. i have a lot of different colors and sizes. i wear most of them during the winter because they’re very warm, but i have a few that are lighter for the spring or summer time
The moment is quiet except for the rustle of leaves and the creak of the old tree. Eyes drift, hands fidget, ears ring. Both our scarves are wrapped and pulled up to our noses, hiding our expressions from the other. Everything is quiet except for his soft laugh.
omg i used to knit scarves! theyre my favorite! but ok scarves are so cute cuz you can wear them basically whenever and they look good no matter what! i use them a lot when i have a low cut shirt that i kinda need to cover up ;) and i wear them to school over my uniform so i can ACCESORIZE :) ya scarves are awesome and they are warm. :)
They are so beautiful in the spring. All the colors mixed together with all the ladies standing around. Its like a forest of fashion and craziness. The designers are like the fruits of the trees. They are many different materials.
The scarves of the three young teens billowed softly in the wind. I grasped the end of my own and wound it tighter around my neck to prevent it from escaping. It was a lovely olive hue with frills on the end. I had made it myself several years ago.
The scarves were so beautiful. They hung on the shelf of the most expensive store in town, just out of reach. One red, one blue, one yellow. As I reached out to grab one, the shelf suddenly shook and items began falling on me!
I love scarves. They’re a ton of fun. Different colors, styles, patterns, fabrics. Like my Ravenclaw Scarf. The best scarf on the planet, in my opinion :D
Loosening after each breath – the scarves rise and fall to the pull
of the moon. I feel the dogma, I feel the comfort – warmth tugging and
the cold ice melting on my chest. Maybe this is necessary, maybe my
scabbed knees are divine.
they are something you wear around your neck, they are something to cover your face when the weather is cold, they are great for wrapping around the one you love when you want to kiss them and hold them tight
Scarves are pretty long things that have pretty colors. They are for fall, for looking chic when you’re cold. They wear them if they think they’re cool. I wear them. I think they’re cool. I have many different colors of scarves. Like black and blue and pink.
I love scarves :3 they keep you warm and very :O sexy. You can wear them in so many different ways!! So many styles of them :D some cute, some sexy, and some ugly as hell D; but I love them most of all because they’re warm :3 mhm. Gotta love scarves. So pretty :D and so many colors too!! Favorite is purple <3 :3
I walked into the room, and there the scarves sat, sticking up like the tongues at a grave-yard. One was the color red that resembled a crayon, and the other was the color of red that resembled blood pouring out of the chest of a wounded soldier. I wasn’t sure whether to grab them, or sit in the corner and continue to stare, as I was doing.
scarves keep you warm i guess i mean im not exactly sure what i mean but they do keep you warm. i used to lsoe all my scarves and find them on the floor all over shcool it was really funny because they would always find scarves and they would always be mine. anyhow, scarves are also sometimes cool but sometimes really gross. like those gross knit white ones that noone call pull off and yet everyone wear. why is that? not sure.
Like the most comforting, amazing and caring soul the scarf tangles around my neck on a cold winter’s day, one of the few joys of the winter’s morning picking from the lovely selection of scarves.
ladies
sunglasses
motorbike
italian
india
malay
shy
movie
fabric
skirt
ethnic
i once killed a crow with a scarf. a green scarf. i choked him, and his family cried. “never more” they all cried, “never more will we see the sun again for you” and now they scream at night the death of their fellow bird.
Scarves are awesome, but I doubt I’m cool enough to wear them. They are colorful and playful and wispy and bursting with style. All the things I want to be, and all the things I doubt I am. I don’t really know how to wear them or which ones match my outfit perfectly. One day I want to wake up and feel like a scarf-wearin’ kind of gal.
I love to wear scarves because if you’re feeling unconfident about a top it makes you feel instantly better. Also, you can share them and remind me of fall. There’s nothing like wearing a scarf while it rains leaves.
Sometimes my daughter leaves the house in a long, pink scarf. I don’t know if such scarves are whimsical or responsible. Maybe that’s the point-that they’re a little bit of both.
Anyway the wind blew the scarves followed to its direction. They had no appointment to reach as the people tied to them. No necessity to be just follow the wind…
“Have you ever seen such beautiful hats?” My cousin stood in awe, a deer caught in the shining fluorescent lights of the department store. “Well… yeah, I have. At a store in Chin-” I stopped and gazed in wonder. It was there, behind the pink bowlers. The perfect hat. I knew the moment I saw it. It would be mine.
The scarves came in a multitude of colors. They could be used for neck, hair, or even as a top. Which one would she choose? The one that would be in the end the cause of her death. the one she would be strangled with.
I have several scarves. Lots of different colors; they’re a great style. People say I wear them best. Plus there’s always something cozy about people in scarves. ;)
scarf tightened; a spark set down her neck, air caged, running shortcircuits through her veins–her lungs fit to burst–no outlet, of course, but the holes of her heart.
Windy morning. The sun’s barely visible behind a humming cloud. She walks like a rainstorm, blue and independent, a world unto herself, scarf blowing like so many ribbons, frayed at the end, infinite possibilities. A thing of beauty, her. I love her already, a cold and awestruck kind of love, as her blue glacier eyes catch mine and I’m frozen as the scarf flaps like a python. It’s a moment in ice.
Red and silky. Gold fringes lit like flames. Her brown hair swayed across her back, wispy, wild. Tight ’round her neck, but loose ’round her waist, her dark flags trailed behind her and beckoned me. I’d pledge my life to that.
scarves warm necks. mine is red and from a sweet sixteen from 4 years ago. it is the best scarf i have ever owned. they can also be used as shawls. you can wrap yourself and someone else into it.
Scarves are my favorite winter and fall accessory. I love scarves.
I love wearing scarves in the fall…it makes me feel just a little bit more excited for the upcoming chilly weather. It reminds me of warmth, cuddling, flirting, homecoming, bright colors, leaves….wind….and then it turns to winter. It’s bright red…white….maybe turquoise…
Beautiful flowing scarves wrap my mother in warmth and sunshine…flowers, lace, all kinds! Beautiful gifts for her to treasure. Lovely….describing the scarves or mom?
scarves are wonderful objects, you can use them for accessorizing, decorating, tieing up packages, and even choking people. Occasionally while I am at work I imagine choking my coworkers with their scarves around their necks while we walk outside.
There’s actually several things you can do with one, wooly scarf. You can either wear it fashionably, flaunting it to those who pass by, thinking you’re the best thing since canned bread, or… you can strangle your victims with it. It’s really quite simple. The fibers in any average wool scarf are thick enough to take the life from any human being.
I love scarves, I love the feeling when wearing them, I love matching them with my outfits. I love that they add flare to what ever I wear. I love that they keep my neck warm. I love living in a city that allows me to wear them almost 24/7.
Old women waiting for the bus, like birds, frowning at the wind that is lashing through this town. In their hands, their rosaries. Their lips thin, their skin like crumpled paper. I am too young to please them, as I walk past, and they grimace at me, tightening their scarves around their hair.
I kinda like it when guys wear scarves. It sometimes makes them look…ya know… somewhat fruity. But it also makes them look like they have mad style. It makes them look hot. I think a good scarve can make an outfit complete.
Scarves aren’t really my taste. Well, Today’s definition of them. “swagger” scarves are stupid. However, I do enjoy a nice Dr. Who-esque scarf occasionally. Dr. Who is the man.
there are a few different kinds of scarves. there are really warm ones who actually do what they are designed for and there are some that are just for looks and to really carefully put away when you dont wear it. The first kind is cool when its really cold, second kind is for idiots.
I could feel the scratchy scarves bundled around my neck keeping out the cold. They’re the only thing I have left to keep my warm. When the snow storm hit my house was in ruins. The only thing that went undamaged was my scarves. If it weren’t for these scarves I’d probably have been frozen to death by now. Thank god for these 5 little scarves. They saved my life.
She was a girl of many scarves and wrapped her self in them with abandon, loosely folding her thoughts and unwinding then with a laugh sometimes tripping over the fringes before she turned to leave.
the men were all wearing scarves. they kept them warm. they were red, blue, and some were magenta. the women were not wearing scarves. i was though. it was comfertable. i felt so left out though. i seemed so different. but all scarves are different, just like people.
scarves are one of my favorite accessories. i have a lot of different colors and sizes. i wear most of them during the winter because they’re very warm, but i have a few that are lighter for the spring or summer time