Post by Laken Rose Cullens on Aug 29, 2007 21:00:51 GMT -5
New Mexico was scorching compared to Michigan. Someone who was used to four seasons, not just hot all the time, could have trouble here. Though, Laken Rose Cullens should be used to this by now; she'd been going to this school all four years of her high school education. It was slightly depressing, never being in Michigan for the winter. She missed the snow, something she hadn't seen since she was in middle school. When she was back in Michigan, it was summer and it was only slightly cooler there.
Today was no exception to the usual weather. Though it was fall and it was chilly for the state, it was still quiet warm to the girl. She was dressed appropriately too. In a blue dress that was very high waisted, it looked like Laken could have walked straight off the run way. The pattern in her dress that only went to the middle of her thighs was a blue and white, almost plaid looking print. It had a few small buttons at the top down the chest and all her arms were exposed in the tank dress.
Walking through the park on the seemingly perfect day, the breeze played at the edge of her ruffled skirt with inverted pleats. It was a the length that it was almost scandalous, but not quiet, so it was pulled off by Laken as cute. She walked by benches as she strolled through the park, her hair straight today and billowing out behind her slightly. Her blue eyes scanned the park until she found was she was looking for.
Seeing the swing set, she walked over the sandy area. Before stepping into the sand, she stopped and took off her white flats with a little white bow in the center. She didn't want sand in her shoes or for them to get dirty. That would just spoil the whole trip. Besides, she liked the feeling of sand between her toes. Once her shoes were set safely in the grass, she walked to one of the highest swings and took her place there. Laken's knees were bend, the tops almost being level with her chest. It was still very low, but she didn't mind.
Sighing, her brought her hand to her neck and played with the strand of fake pearls around her neck. It was one long strand of white pearls wrapped around her neck twice, one longer than the other. She played with the longer strand as she kept the other hand on the chain of the swing. She slowly moved back and forth on the swing, her knees never fully unbending as she did so.
[ooc: I did not do the dress Laken is wearing justice. So, here's a link so you can see it if you'd like to.]
Today was no exception to the usual weather. Though it was fall and it was chilly for the state, it was still quiet warm to the girl. She was dressed appropriately too. In a blue dress that was very high waisted, it looked like Laken could have walked straight off the run way. The pattern in her dress that only went to the middle of her thighs was a blue and white, almost plaid looking print. It had a few small buttons at the top down the chest and all her arms were exposed in the tank dress.
Walking through the park on the seemingly perfect day, the breeze played at the edge of her ruffled skirt with inverted pleats. It was a the length that it was almost scandalous, but not quiet, so it was pulled off by Laken as cute. She walked by benches as she strolled through the park, her hair straight today and billowing out behind her slightly. Her blue eyes scanned the park until she found was she was looking for.
Seeing the swing set, she walked over the sandy area. Before stepping into the sand, she stopped and took off her white flats with a little white bow in the center. She didn't want sand in her shoes or for them to get dirty. That would just spoil the whole trip. Besides, she liked the feeling of sand between her toes. Once her shoes were set safely in the grass, she walked to one of the highest swings and took her place there. Laken's knees were bend, the tops almost being level with her chest. It was still very low, but she didn't mind.
Sighing, her brought her hand to her neck and played with the strand of fake pearls around her neck. It was one long strand of white pearls wrapped around her neck twice, one longer than the other. She played with the longer strand as she kept the other hand on the chain of the swing. She slowly moved back and forth on the swing, her knees never fully unbending as she did so.
[ooc: I did not do the dress Laken is wearing justice. So, here's a link so you can see it if you'd like to.]
