queen bee

Whoever said money can't solve your problems, Must not have had enough money to solve 'em. They say, "Which one?" I say, "Nah, I want all of 'em", Happiness is the same price as red-bottoms.

[girl-appetite]

[fckavery]

nasir;

When Nasir had come across a distraught Avery he immediately went over to try and help in whatever way he could.  “Do you have pictures of what’s inside or copies or something?  I know how I’d feel if I lost some of my sketches.”  Without hesitation he wrapped his arms around the girl.

she shook her head, the male’s question making her feel so stupid that she couldn’t believe she readily admitted to it. “i don’t.” she never thought she’d have to. “i mean, i can maybe remember some sketches but .. it wouldn’t be the same.” she sighed when he hugged her. she couldn’t remember the last time she’d gotten one of those.

[fckavery]

august‌;

the distraught look on avery’s face was uncharacteristic, immediately drawing concern from him. “avery it’ll be okay. it’s likely just misplaced, which means with a bit of effort, i’m positive it’ll find it’s way back to you.” he assured gently, a hand reaching up to brush at her shoulder. “… do you maybe need some help searching for it, though?” 

in all honesty, avery’s first though was to shrug augustus’ hand from her shoulder, but she didn’t. “i don’t think it’s going to be okay, gus. i really don’t. i ... all of my hard work, just ... gone.” she nodded at his question, trying to clean her face. “please. i’d really appreciate it.”

[fragmentedink-archived]

[fckavery]

leonora‌;

“oh, honey…” the blonde was rather quick to sympathize with her friend, sadness overcoming her features as she affectionately placed a hand on her shoulder. “what can i do to help ? do you want me to help you find it ? when was the last time you saw it ? “ 

“please do. help me, i mean. i .. fuck.” she planned on using some of those designs and the show, and now she almost had nothing. what if someone was just trying to ruin her? god, she really fucking hated the upper east side sometimes. “i .. i had it this morning ..”

[fckavery]

tate‌;

tate van buren didn’t deal with his own emotions particularly well, let alone other peoples’. he could tell avery was upset but asking why wasn’t in his nature. apparently the look he gave was query enough though and he listens with more patience than he might otherwise allow. time with fede has softened him, somewhat. “well, uh, where’s the last place you remember having it?” he’s not sure what he’d do with a lost portfolio – then again, all his art stays firmly hidden away so it’d be fairly hard to lose in the first place.

“i .. i don’t even know. fuck. the cafe, i think?” she hadn’t even thought of that herself. her brain was far too full for her to think straight and control her thought process. all she could manage to think of was losing her hard work, or someone stealing it. she couldn’t deal with that. not now, and not ever. “fuck. i’m ruined.”

[fckavery]

@imagoddess: 'break up with your girlfriend, 'cause i'm bored.'

[fckavery]

“what? no -- i’m fine. i just ... lost my fucking portfolio and .. honestly i have more portfolios, and other works in progress but fuck -- this one was really important to me.” avery was so frustrated.  normally, she could hold it together, calm herself down and pull it all in place but right now? she couldn’t hold herself together at all. “fucking hell.”

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It’s okay if u don’t like me , not everyone has a good taste

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august‌;

“of course i want to,” august assured, taking a gulp from his wine as his eyes tried to remain locked on hers despite her flirting. if there’d even been an ounce of worry that he’d end up giving in to avery - knowing how throughout their relationship that was always his weakness - it dissipated with the mere mention of the book. the ultimate anaphrodisiac. “uh yes, sure can do,” he squeaked before coughing; he was definitely going to blame that on the wine. “do you, uh, want to drop by with a copy during the week?” he asked, trying to lean casually on the bar. “or i have a few spare copies that i’m sure i could write something on.” 

“spare copies right now, you mean?” was avery trying to get august alone? sort of. to be honest, she didn’t really ... care what people though. she didn’t let things bother her, either. so -- if she happened to make a move and august turned her down? well, at least she knew where she stood with him, sort of anyway. she was ... almost a little disastrous. she wouldn’t care if she happened to try again. she missed him, she’d admit that. she’d heard rumors that his mother didn’t even like anastasia. maybe things weren’t as peachy as augustus would like it to be. and well, avery had no problems with that. she was usually in the mood for chaos. 

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[fckavery]

anastasia‌;

“i mean i’ve tried basically everything on the menu i come here so much,” ana laughed lightly and ignored her pushiness. “but i think i’ll go with the spinach and feta quiche, thanks.” she handed the waitress the menu and rested her hands on the table, still cradling her coffee cup. “so avery,” the brunette began, not sure if she was going to go deep or cliche with her questioning yet, “um why don’t we start with the basics since that’s the easiest place to start. are you from new york?”

“i am from new york.” avery nodded, smiling to herself as she thought about it. “lived here for most of my life, actually. besides the times i would travel or do a little certification somewhere. but yes, i’m from new york. what about you? i know you were in europe for a while. are you from europe? or did some travelling there. that must have been fun, huh? where did you go?” avery was genuinely interested. she loved europe. she did most of her travelling there. 

[fckavery]

august‌;

august followed avery’s lead as she called for another drink. if the daunting thought of having been here at his mother’s beck and command was one concern of his, the new dilemma of avery’s flirting was certainly concocting a new worry in his mind. of course the question remained to him as to why. did she just want to get a kick out of seeing him squirm no matter how fleeting the action had been? “i’ll try to,” he retorted, taking the wine from the bartender as it was presented to him; new questions forming internally at her selection of words. “thursday nights are always rather busy for me, but if it’s to support a dear old friend,” he gave her a lingering glance as the words tumbled out pointedly. “i can make the time.” 

“well, if you can’t watch on thurdays, you can always watch the episodes online.” she cocked her head to the side, “that is if you want to. for a friend.” she stressed the word herself, but licked her lips after. she fixed her hair behind her ears, shifting her dress to expose a bit of her leg again. “you know what, though? i need an autographed copy of your book.”

[ms-mandy-m]

[fckavery]

miss-mandy-m‌:

Outline sketch and haute couture gown by Elie Saab for the Spring 2017 couture collection. Photography by Greg Finck.

[syflove]

blue

[fckavery]

margot‌;

sorry for her? margot bristles at that. she doesn’t want pity from anyone, no matter what she’s going through. especially from someone like avery, standing on a bridge that she should have burned. “why would you want to be there for me?” margot asks, letting the ire drop from her voice. “not that i’d need it. i don’t need anyone.” an obvious lie, coming from the neediest girl in manhattan.

“because that’s what friends do. in case you didn’t know that. i don’t know what fake people you’ve been hanging out with. but that’s just what friends do, margot. they’re there for each other.” rolling her eyes, avery fixed her hair and shifted on her feet. “but, fine. you don’t need anyone. enjoy being alone, margot.”

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