i'm starting to hate this town. thnx mom ;)
coffee run and ran into some people frm school while waiting for my car.

this took like a week to do.

my day off would consist of slumming it in the city for a bit, then off to Brooklyn for the attractions.
 
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/collection?id=2542887
 
playlist
disclosure - boiling
solange - losing you
danny brown - witit
 

 

i don't really get the total Purpose of tags but...
@shellebelle
@katrinaballerina
@ducktape
@accio-samantha

Rose a mother's day gift from Cartier maybe?

Name: Ashlley

Age: 16

Short Bio of yourself:
I've been on Polyvore for too long. I want to do something social on this website for once and equally creatively challenging. I recently just got a tumblr, and my own computer. I'm also a black girl, which is like an endangered species on Poly but HEYY :)
 
Your idea of a Perfect adventure:
Packing a bag of sundresses, slouchy t-shirts, and ripped jean shorts, and getting lost. Ending up on a deserted tropical island and befriend pirates. We'll drink ale all night and play the drums under the moon.
What interest you in this group:

Will you be the 'Ultimate Adventurer':
I'm sorry no... just kidding OF COURSE.
 
Tag three (or more) polyvore members who might be interested:
Unfortunately I don't know anyone on Poly like dat . so ya

"Francis Martin" Amelie stated over the phone. I could tell that she was eating breakfast from the chewing sounds that were distracting me from my question. Ever since Melody told me about that guy that acted as my guardian angel at that sketchy party I've been thinking about who it could be. I thought maybe it was Justin McDonald, but Amelie reminded me of the hate blog aimed at me after I called him "blind" in sixth grade when he spilled cranberry juice on my white Juicy velour pants. I wasn't aware that he wore thick glasses because he was legally blind. Then I thought it might be Ryan Johnson, but was reminded that he came out last year - we did enjoy a lot of shopping trips together. After a few days of thinking I decided to ring my very best friend in Paris to ask her opinion since she knew the NYC kids just as well as I did.
"Yeah, his dad is like a music producer, or something. He's actually kind of an a.shole." She said plainly.
"Maybe it's not him then..." I said, staring out my living room window over the trees.
"Oh yeah. it is" She replied
It was completely bizarre to think of some random gorgeous boy wanting to help me out.
"when are you coming back?" Amelie said breaking my train of thought.
"Two days. A week at ISF and than...SPRING BREAK BITCHES!" ISF meaning International School of France-Paris which would be my school.
"I know I'm excited for spring break too! I have to go meet with my tutor" Amelie said.
I clicked my phone off and slid it on my glass living room table. My ugly top-knot just touched the pillow when I remembered Yoga. My mother was forcing me to do yoga so of course if I didn't go she would kill me. I jumped off the couch in panic and ran upstairs to my room in a mad hunt for yoga leggings and a Wilt tank top.
"Where the fuuuck are my Nikes?!" I yelled into space.