Today I woke up to a notification on my phone saying that one of my sets was featured in a top story on the homepage. Definitely a great thing to wake up to. I've been on Polyvore for a few years and I've never had anything featured like that, so it's very exciting for me. Thank you @polyvore. It means a lot to me!
Here's the collection my set was featured in: http://www.polyvore.com/youre_gem_jewel-studded_flats/collection?id=2173914
Here's the collection my set was featured in: http://www.polyvore.com/youre_gem_jewel-studded_flats/collection?id=2173914
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Saturday, December 29, 2012
-There is good news and bad news, the good news is that our beloved soccer captain has returned! He sustained cuts and bruises from being in the woods but swears he just got lost. See nothing to worry about! Now on to the bad news, Ruby O'Doherty has been found dead in the girls lavatory in the junior dorm which is now off limits. The headmaster is saying that she slipped and hit her head on the sink but rumors say it looked like she had stab wounds.
-There is good news and bad news, the good news is that our beloved soccer captain has returned! He sustained cuts and bruises from being in the woods but swears he just got lost. See nothing to worry about! Now on to the bad news, Ruby O'Doherty has been found dead in the girls lavatory in the junior dorm which is now off limits. The headmaster is saying that she slipped and hit her head on the sink but rumors say it looked like she had stab wounds.
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Wednesday, December 26, 2012
-How about a post-christmas party? Some of the boys have joined forces to supply the the party with all the basics. Since the normal party spot (the woods) is currently being avoided it will be held in the senior dormitory that is a ways away from the campus so lets hope no one snitches.
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I picked absentmindedly at the sad, gray slab of foies gras that had been presented in front of me. With any change in air pressure, or when someone merely walked by, that hunk of oily meat would quiver and tremble menacingly.
"No, I'll pass on that one," I mumbled as I discreetly pushed the offending plate to the side.
The seniors' living quarters had been entirely transformed. From a bleak mismash of 70's reject furniture upon which to study, to an exquisite oak banquet table, drenched in beautiful, twinkling candles and delicate glass globes.
"What's wrong Anya," Nadiya began, with her usual snark. "Foie gras not quite fancy enough for you? Maybe I should ask the chef to prepare something just for you Miss Anya Wood. How a bald eagle? Baby pandas raised in captivity? Would those suffice for you, your highness?"
Nadiya gazed at me, a smug grin plastered across her perfect face.
I pushed my chair back, rising up so my face was just inches from hers.
"Do not fuucking patronize me, understand?"
With that, Nadiya cast her eyes down to the rosary around her neck and began mumbling her Hail Marys. I was going to just walk away and leave it at that, but it's not in my nature to leave good enough alone.
"Hey Nadyia. Do you think Mother Theresa will there to protect you when the best has his claws wrapped around your jugular?"
I laughed triumphantly as I strolled away, reveling in the sounds of Nadiya's increasingly desperate and terrified cries for mercy.
As I made my way across campus to check out what this circus nonsense was, I heard my name being called.
"Anya! ANNNNYAAA!"
It was Katy, a senior like myself.
"Hey, you wanna skip this lame circus thing and find our own adventures?" she asked, obviously with more planned than she led me to believe.
"Yes, please! Let's get out of here. This place is getting way too weird," I practically pleaded.
Katy rummaged though her worn bag. "Ah!" she exclaimed, proudly producing an unopened bottle of 1996 Pinot Noir. "Took it from the cellar. Pretty good shittt. Let's get fancy."
"Or," I whispered in mock fear, taking a swig from the bottle. "We can drink this and venture into the woods and find the monster! WE'D BE HEROES!"
And at that, Katy and I collapsed in a fit of wine-induced laughter, right there at the edge of the woods.
I included:
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=65181866
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=65109023
:) Let me know if you read it!
-How about a post-christmas party? Some of the boys have joined forces to supply the the party with all the basics. Since the normal party spot (the woods) is currently being avoided it will be held in the senior dormitory that is a ways away from the campus so lets hope no one snitches.
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I picked absentmindedly at the sad, gray slab of foies gras that had been presented in front of me. With any change in air pressure, or when someone merely walked by, that hunk of oily meat would quiver and tremble menacingly.
"No, I'll pass on that one," I mumbled as I discreetly pushed the offending plate to the side.
The seniors' living quarters had been entirely transformed. From a bleak mismash of 70's reject furniture upon which to study, to an exquisite oak banquet table, drenched in beautiful, twinkling candles and delicate glass globes.
"What's wrong Anya," Nadiya began, with her usual snark. "Foie gras not quite fancy enough for you? Maybe I should ask the chef to prepare something just for you Miss Anya Wood. How a bald eagle? Baby pandas raised in captivity? Would those suffice for you, your highness?"
Nadiya gazed at me, a smug grin plastered across her perfect face.
I pushed my chair back, rising up so my face was just inches from hers.
"Do not fuucking patronize me, understand?"
With that, Nadiya cast her eyes down to the rosary around her neck and began mumbling her Hail Marys. I was going to just walk away and leave it at that, but it's not in my nature to leave good enough alone.
"Hey Nadyia. Do you think Mother Theresa will there to protect you when the best has his claws wrapped around your jugular?"
I laughed triumphantly as I strolled away, reveling in the sounds of Nadiya's increasingly desperate and terrified cries for mercy.
As I made my way across campus to check out what this circus nonsense was, I heard my name being called.
"Anya! ANNNNYAAA!"
It was Katy, a senior like myself.
"Hey, you wanna skip this lame circus thing and find our own adventures?" she asked, obviously with more planned than she led me to believe.
"Yes, please! Let's get out of here. This place is getting way too weird," I practically pleaded.
Katy rummaged though her worn bag. "Ah!" she exclaimed, proudly producing an unopened bottle of 1996 Pinot Noir. "Took it from the cellar. Pretty good shittt. Let's get fancy."
"Or," I whispered in mock fear, taking a swig from the bottle. "We can drink this and venture into the woods and find the monster! WE'D BE HEROES!"
And at that, Katy and I collapsed in a fit of wine-induced laughter, right there at the edge of the woods.
I included:
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=65181866
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=65109023
:) Let me know if you read it!
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Friday, December 21, 2012
- The message on the wall is true. The captain of the soccer league has gone missing. He supposedly disappeared last night, many people are saying it is an elaborate joke and some of the boys are forming a search party tonight. What will you all find in the big bad woods.
I was stoned, wandering the gnarled woods surrounding Thorton Academy, leading a gaggle of frightened and hysterical girls. It was yet another cold night and I really needed to be studying for an exam, but at this point, I was willing to do anything to shut these girls up and prove to them once and for all that the rumors weren't true.
A student had gone missing. A boy. I snogged him just the other day, actually. Not a bad kisser, but nothing too memorable. It's a shame he's missing, though.
The girls were absolutely convinced that he had met some horrible fate. Thus, here we were, stumbling in the dark, stoned.
Esbedi was a few paces behind me, almost hysterical with fear.
"Esbedi, why don't you stop whimpering like that? You sound like a frightened puppy," I snapped.
She hung her head, stifling more of her pathetic gasping and moaning.
Nadiya laughed cruelly and came up behind Esbedi, placing her hands on her shoulders.
"You know," said Nadiya, in an exaggerated stage-whisper. "I bet whatever it is that took Beatrice is watching us right now and waiting to prey on the weakest of the group. The frightened, whimpering mess of a thing. That means you!"
Esbedi was sobbing openly now, while Nadiya and I delighted in her miserable state. Poor gullible little girl.
I turned to face the group, arms outstretched dramatically.
"Are you satisfied? Do you see now that this is all nonsense? There's nothing out here. We're going back now. I've got--"
Loren suddenly shifted her gaze to the cluster of towering firs behind me. Her eyes grew wide and her body went stiff.
"Nice try Loren. I'm soooo scared," I said sarcastically. Did they really think I was going to buy into these silly rumors?
Just then, Esbedi took off. Beyond the trees, the glow from the windows of the dormitories acted as a guide, and she quickly disappeared into the night.
"Oh alright guys, I'll play along! I bet when I turn around I'll see a big scary monster just waiting to devour me alive!" I said mockingly.
I turned around.
"Here I am, monster! First Beatrice, then that soccer boy. Now me, right?" I yelled into the night.
"Anya, stop! There's something out there! Look!" yelled Loren. Her voice was shaking.
In the distance, my gaze caught two red dots. Eyes? The dots were looming closer, quickly. Whatever it was, it was not human.
I had had enough. I took off, just as Esbedi did. From the trample of footsteps on fallen twigs and the terrified shouting, the rest of the girls had the same idea.
We covered a lot of ground quite quickly and reconvened on front lawn of the school, within safe distance of an entrance, just in case.
Esbedi was no where to be seen.
We all stood there in silence for a few minutes, gathering our thoughts and trying to process what we had just seen.
"What was that out there? We have to tell someone!" Loren said, finally breaking the silence.
"No!" I almost shouted. "You're so dense! We're stoned. We saw nothing. Do you want to explain to the headmaster what we were doing out in the woods in the middle of the night?"
Loren shook her head, eyes downcast.
"Didn't think so. No one says a word about tonight. Understood?"
I looked at each of the girls, who nodded in unison.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to go back to the real world. I have some studying to do. And I suggest you do the same. Enough of these games."
I shook my head in disgust as I strolled back to my room. My hands, which were stuffed firmly in my pockets, were shaking.
"Snap out of it Anya," I whispered to myself. "You're stoned. There's nothing out there. It's nothing."
@death-as-a-fetish
@mybeautifulreward
@katelle
- The message on the wall is true. The captain of the soccer league has gone missing. He supposedly disappeared last night, many people are saying it is an elaborate joke and some of the boys are forming a search party tonight. What will you all find in the big bad woods.
I was stoned, wandering the gnarled woods surrounding Thorton Academy, leading a gaggle of frightened and hysterical girls. It was yet another cold night and I really needed to be studying for an exam, but at this point, I was willing to do anything to shut these girls up and prove to them once and for all that the rumors weren't true.
A student had gone missing. A boy. I snogged him just the other day, actually. Not a bad kisser, but nothing too memorable. It's a shame he's missing, though.
The girls were absolutely convinced that he had met some horrible fate. Thus, here we were, stumbling in the dark, stoned.
Esbedi was a few paces behind me, almost hysterical with fear.
"Esbedi, why don't you stop whimpering like that? You sound like a frightened puppy," I snapped.
She hung her head, stifling more of her pathetic gasping and moaning.
Nadiya laughed cruelly and came up behind Esbedi, placing her hands on her shoulders.
"You know," said Nadiya, in an exaggerated stage-whisper. "I bet whatever it is that took Beatrice is watching us right now and waiting to prey on the weakest of the group. The frightened, whimpering mess of a thing. That means you!"
Esbedi was sobbing openly now, while Nadiya and I delighted in her miserable state. Poor gullible little girl.
I turned to face the group, arms outstretched dramatically.
"Are you satisfied? Do you see now that this is all nonsense? There's nothing out here. We're going back now. I've got--"
Loren suddenly shifted her gaze to the cluster of towering firs behind me. Her eyes grew wide and her body went stiff.
"Nice try Loren. I'm soooo scared," I said sarcastically. Did they really think I was going to buy into these silly rumors?
Just then, Esbedi took off. Beyond the trees, the glow from the windows of the dormitories acted as a guide, and she quickly disappeared into the night.
"Oh alright guys, I'll play along! I bet when I turn around I'll see a big scary monster just waiting to devour me alive!" I said mockingly.
I turned around.
"Here I am, monster! First Beatrice, then that soccer boy. Now me, right?" I yelled into the night.
"Anya, stop! There's something out there! Look!" yelled Loren. Her voice was shaking.
In the distance, my gaze caught two red dots. Eyes? The dots were looming closer, quickly. Whatever it was, it was not human.
I had had enough. I took off, just as Esbedi did. From the trample of footsteps on fallen twigs and the terrified shouting, the rest of the girls had the same idea.
We covered a lot of ground quite quickly and reconvened on front lawn of the school, within safe distance of an entrance, just in case.
Esbedi was no where to be seen.
We all stood there in silence for a few minutes, gathering our thoughts and trying to process what we had just seen.
"What was that out there? We have to tell someone!" Loren said, finally breaking the silence.
"No!" I almost shouted. "You're so dense! We're stoned. We saw nothing. Do you want to explain to the headmaster what we were doing out in the woods in the middle of the night?"
Loren shook her head, eyes downcast.
"Didn't think so. No one says a word about tonight. Understood?"
I looked at each of the girls, who nodded in unison.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to go back to the real world. I have some studying to do. And I suggest you do the same. Enough of these games."
I shook my head in disgust as I strolled back to my room. My hands, which were stuffed firmly in my pockets, were shaking.
"Snap out of it Anya," I whispered to myself. "You're stoned. There's nothing out there. It's nothing."
@death-as-a-fetish
@mybeautifulreward
@katelle
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Tomorrow I am being taken on my first date. He looks like Zachary Quinto but with lots of tattoos and he's a paramedic. I am nervous.
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Well, I'm Anya Wood. So this is Thorton Academy, huh? Rather bland student body apparently. Don't worry, I'll spice things up around here. Don't be shy. Introduce yourself!
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Name: Anya Wood
From: Kent, England
Grade: Senior
Bio: Much like her successful, influential parents, Anya knows how powerful deception can be when it comes to getting what she wants. To her, people are simply a means to an end. This detached demeanor has caused her problems in the past; according to Anya, it's just overly-sensitive schoolgirls who are jealous of her. To her peers, Anya is simply deceitful and ruthless.... bordering on sociopath, really.
High school had been ideal so far. A posh private school, perfect grades, and an abundance of wealthy, astute boys. However, everything came crashing down near the end of Anya's junior year. Though the details are still quite unclear, one of her classmates tragically committed suicide, and rumor has it that Anya played a large role in this. She denied this vehemently, swearing up and down that she didn't even know the girl. Or the girl's boyfriend that she supposedly slept with.
But that's in the past now. With an invitation to the prestigious Thorton Academy, Anya is ready to start anew. A new country, a new school, and a new crop of poor souls to manipulate.
Model: Karlie Kloss
----> Why did you come to Thorton Academy?
Thorton Academy is one of the best and most beautiful schools in Europe. My mum and dad believe it's only proper to send me here, as only the best will do. The kids at my old school were a bunch of lushes anyway.
----> Do you believe in the rumors of the hauntings and such?
Silly, childish rumors. I had enough of that at my old school. I'm quite keen on rising above all of that nonsense to focus on excelling in my classes.
----> Do you miss your family? Could you tell us a bit about them?
Mum and dad were always out at some gala or being seen about town, mingling with other people of unimaginable wealth and influence. So, no. I don't miss them because sure as hell they don't miss me. I suppose I miss my older brother Parker, but we'll write. We were never really close either.
----> Are you settling into Thorton?
So far it's been tolerable. The buildings are quite drafty and creaky, but I suppose it gives it...character. It's quaint. I'm willing to look past all of that though, because the Thorton Academy boys are quite fit.
Collection: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/collection?id=2114090 (it's just in progress, of course)
Top three:
1. Anya Wood
2. Holly Jackson
3. Katy Kergland
SORRY MY WRITING HAS SUFFERED A BIT BECAUSE I HAVEN'T BEEN IN AN RP FOR LIKE...OVER A YEAR. But I love this idea and I'd love to be a part of it.
From: Kent, England
Grade: Senior
Bio: Much like her successful, influential parents, Anya knows how powerful deception can be when it comes to getting what she wants. To her, people are simply a means to an end. This detached demeanor has caused her problems in the past; according to Anya, it's just overly-sensitive schoolgirls who are jealous of her. To her peers, Anya is simply deceitful and ruthless.... bordering on sociopath, really.
High school had been ideal so far. A posh private school, perfect grades, and an abundance of wealthy, astute boys. However, everything came crashing down near the end of Anya's junior year. Though the details are still quite unclear, one of her classmates tragically committed suicide, and rumor has it that Anya played a large role in this. She denied this vehemently, swearing up and down that she didn't even know the girl. Or the girl's boyfriend that she supposedly slept with.
But that's in the past now. With an invitation to the prestigious Thorton Academy, Anya is ready to start anew. A new country, a new school, and a new crop of poor souls to manipulate.
Model: Karlie Kloss
----> Why did you come to Thorton Academy?
Thorton Academy is one of the best and most beautiful schools in Europe. My mum and dad believe it's only proper to send me here, as only the best will do. The kids at my old school were a bunch of lushes anyway.
----> Do you believe in the rumors of the hauntings and such?
Silly, childish rumors. I had enough of that at my old school. I'm quite keen on rising above all of that nonsense to focus on excelling in my classes.
----> Do you miss your family? Could you tell us a bit about them?
Mum and dad were always out at some gala or being seen about town, mingling with other people of unimaginable wealth and influence. So, no. I don't miss them because sure as hell they don't miss me. I suppose I miss my older brother Parker, but we'll write. We were never really close either.
----> Are you settling into Thorton?
So far it's been tolerable. The buildings are quite drafty and creaky, but I suppose it gives it...character. It's quaint. I'm willing to look past all of that though, because the Thorton Academy boys are quite fit.
Collection: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/collection?id=2114090 (it's just in progress, of course)
Top three:
1. Anya Wood
2. Holly Jackson
3. Katy Kergland
SORRY MY WRITING HAS SUFFERED A BIT BECAUSE I HAVEN'T BEEN IN AN RP FOR LIKE...OVER A YEAR. But I love this idea and I'd love to be a part of it.
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Hi! I very rarely make sets solely to get you guys to join my group, so here it is! Go join, right now. Let's make it one of the biggest, most diverse groups on Polyvore. To all that have joined and to those of you that will join, thank you from the bottom of my heart! :)
http://www.polyvore.com/polyvorians_united/group.show?id=49561
http://www.polyvore.com/polyvorians_united/group.show?id=49561
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Andrea. 21. Assistant manager of Ulta. Beauty junkie. Nail polish hoarder. Ballet. Books. Too much coffee. Peacoats. Buying odd but otherwise useful things at antique stores. Cats. Lipstick. The Strokes. Russian pastries.
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