Alien Tea Shoppe

Polyvore .  It's basically a site that allows you to create fashion collages.  I signed up back in 2011, and created most of my fashion sets then.  A few I created in these past few days.  I would still wear everything I created.  Besides fashion that I long to wear, there are three sets showing my actual fashion.  The first set is my teen years, the second is 2011, and the third is current. So, let's look as some fashion, yeah! Yes,  I was that teen. To be honest, this style lasted from the age of thirteen to twenty four or twenty five (1993 - 2004/05).  I wore other things, but these were my staples. Flare or Wide leg jeans (not super wide!) Military issue combat boots (my father's) I could have thrown in black high top converse as well (both pairs courtesy of the Sal) Messenger bags Large shades Lots and lots and lots of black screen print T-Shirts. Black cuff bracelets.  Lots of black and lots of kitchy jewelry. 2...

It was an awkward meeting.  Between the boy who dreams big and the girl with dreams of foreign places.  He tried to tie our souls together, without so much as a by your leave.  I said yes to the Universe, but my yes did not entail automatic soul fusion; a simple rendezvous was all I contracted with to the Universe. Eyes of blue swimming down into the murky depths of me.  What are you even doing in there?  So far down; poking around; leaving messages; flitting away.  What are you doing?  Do you even know?  Can those eyes of blue even see?  Does your brain register what they see?  Or does only part of you know? You ask permission for acceptance and to ascend; yet you intrusively dive right in to my oceanic pools of cool blue eyes, possibly missing the ring of light green that dances on the centers' surface; but you didn't splash around there for long before diving down, down, down in to the dark recesses of me; the dark cavern where my...