#issey scarf

[nyc-looks]

Jala, 21

“I’m wearing an Issey Miyake top, Louis Vuitton scarf, and Margiela shoes. Japanese fashion inspires a lot of my looks as of lately. I love the silhouettes and the simple yet effective design of it all.”

Sep 10, 2023 ∙ Chinatown

[omgthatdress]

Confetti Scarf

Issey Miyake, 2001

1stdibs.

[hannahlikeso741]

HL Girls smelling male MC's perfume.

We did the boys. Now it is the girls' turn to react to Male MC's scent. Inspired by @cranberryletters perfume post and @hogwartslegacyreactions, will list a perfume for each character.

Boys Edition : Part 1, Part 2

Girl's edition : Part 2

Anne Sallow: Bvlgari's Wood Essence

MC kept coming around since Sebastian first brought him over Feldcroft. It was nice, having someone else to talk to other than Ominis and Sebastian. Anne didn't want to admit it, but she was looking forward to MC's visits. That one particular visit came with a surprise, an early Christmas gift. MC had given her a scarf knitted in green and peach wool, saying something that she needed to keep warm at all times. Hers was getting threadbare. Anne shyly took the scarf and got that wiff of comfort. At first it was the smell of citrus and lemon, giving way to a cedarwood note that crept up to her nostrils. A warm scent that reassured her everything will be all right, like a cozy blanket and a cup of hot tea. For a minute she thought MC was giving her a hug and telling her she will be all right and loved. Anne slept with that scarf that night. Uncle Solomon didn't ask questions, to her relief.

Poppy Sweeting : Jo Malone's Poppy & Barley

She only wanted to know if Highwing was doing okay. MC understood and took her into the room of requirement, showing Poppy the costal vivarium where Highwing came down, greeting the two of them. MC let the two of them catch up, while he cared for the rest of the beasts. Highwings is doing fine, and in fact a mother to a baby hippogriff! She is overjoyed that Highwing now has a safe home. Wait, Highwing, what do you mean, thanks to that nice smelling gentleman? Oh, you mean MC. That comment on him being nice smelling got Poppy curious, making her get up and approach MC from behind. Oh, she understood what Highwing meant. MC's scent was light, oddly enough. It smelt like the blackcurrants her grandma used to pick, but then it fades ever so gently to a green woody note from barley and.... poppy? Whatever it was, MC smelt like a gentle sunrise in a tiny British cottage in the countryside, with a bowl of boiled oats to ensure one was ready for the day. Poppy didn't even know she was that close to MC until MC turned around, accidentally making her fell to the floor. MC was startled but helped Poppy get up, telling her to be careful. Damn, Highwing was right. He smelled nice.

Imelda Reyes : Frederic Malle's Geranium Pour Monsieur

She is incredibly frustrated with MC right now. How is it he not only beat her time, but scored higher as a Chaser? It was not a good idea to challenge him to see if he had a place within a Qudditich team. When MC landed, a flurry of tirades came his way. Imelda grabbed his robes and kept saying how it wasn't fair, but MC's shocked expression made her stop. MC said that she has always been healthy competition, needing someone to keep him on his toes. He gave her a reassuring smile as he left to get changed. Imelda sunk to her knees. That wasn't the only reason she stopped herself from her rant towards MC. When shaking MC, she caught the smell of mint and geranium that was fresh, but that quickly gave way to the spicy notes of cinnamon and clove. It teased her, taunted her to chase after him and demand for another rematch like an enemy that has romantic feelings for you. How dare MC beat her and now taunt her nose with that perfume? That's it. She is getting up and wanting another round of Quidditch practice with MC.

Natsai Onai : Issey Miyake's L'Eau d'Issey Pour Homme

The camp containing the last of Harlow's men didn't know what hit them. Natty asked MC to come along, she can always use a backup partner. MC happily agreed, tagging along as the flurry of dark wizards attacked them upon sight. It was a tough battle, when did she consume this much Wiggenweld potions? Natty admitted it was getting to her, her energy spent. She had to take a moment to catch her breath when she felt herself being tackled to the ground forcefully by MC. MC asked if she was all right and she nodded, trying to compose herself as MC got up, striking on finishing the last Ashwinder that attacked her. What caught Natty by surprise was the scent on MC, a yuzu and citrusy note that blended well into the warmth of nutmeg and cinnamon, with musk holding everything together. It was a clean, fresh scent that wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty if he has to. It reminded Natty of a brave man, her father. MC called out to Natty, telling her the camp was cleared. She shook her head as she headed to MC's direction, trying to focus on what just happened.

Samantha Dale : Tom Ford's Mandarino di Amalfi

Ok, she did owe MC for helping her with her brother. So here she was in the Herbology class, helping MC to play catch up. Admittedly, MC is a fast learner, she only really needed to give a few pointers as MC scribbled furiously on his notebook. There was something bothering her nose. Sure, Samantha was used to the scent of every plant under the sun, but to smell a fresh citrus of grapefruit and lemons in the middle of winter is and oddity. Where did that orange blossom came from, alongside with the slight spicy note of pepper and coriander? Samantha let her nose trail and oh. MC. That scent was on his shirt as he muttered to himself, adjusting his tie. That scent got stronger, hitting Samantha like a brick. She felt like her whole being transported to the lemon fields of Almalfi, Italy, dancing her way into the sunset instead of dreary Hogwarts. Samantha didn't even knew MC called her name, asking her what plant this was. Oh right, she composed herself and answered the question the best she could, trying to hide her blush.

[featherstonevintage]

Sweater and cardigan: Missoni Pants: L'Innocent Scarf: Issey Miyake Gloves: Hermès

Jardin des Modes, November 1983

Photographed by Marc Le Mené

[wintercorrybriea]

Issey Miyake fall 2002 wool scarf at constant practice

[fawnvelveteen]

Issey Miyake. From the spring/summer 1989 collection, the cicada organdy shirt is meant to be as transparent as cicada wings and shaped by folding and pleating a scarf diagonally and securing it with three stitches. © Yuriko Takagi

[vaniitas-store]

Let us present you with an item so rare, no museum has it except for Galliera who managed to find only one: our Margiela SS1992 iridescent jumper which was pleated and baked into a tartan print. As everybody was ooh-ing and aah-ing over the scarf motifs painted on the models' arms during the ss92 fashion show, few saw that tartan prints of those scarfs were also reproduced. Only a few garments were treated in a typical Issey Miyake Pleats Please kind of way. But Margiela ingeniously baked and pleated fabrics twice, creating the optical illusion of a tartan print. Like his spring 1996 collection but reverse engineered. Someone asked us the past weeks what our opinion was on virtual reality shows to reduce carbon emissions of fashion week. And we think this Margiela SS92 jumper illustrates it very well. If we didn't get it into our hands, we, and most of you, would've never guessed this was a three dimensional print. Sometimes nothing beats getting the full sensory experience of seeing and touching garments. And the smell of a subway filled with hundreds of candles. (Surprised this hasn't been made into a replica scent yet) Margiela spring 1992 jumper available in the Margiela archives. Bonus add: the scarf skirts from the runway and some of our sold archives. #margiela #maisonmargiela #palaisgalliera https://www.instagram.com/p/CkBiktljq72/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ao3feed-iwaoi]

And if this world won't write me an ending

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/DVoiZAg

by kishhmere

Iwaizumi had forgotten three things of his when he moved out. A scarf, a Godzilla t-shirt, and a pair of mismatched socks. Oikawa hadn't touched them, had left them molding at the bottom of the closet—but he hadn't given them back when Iwaizumi asked, either

Three years later, Oikawa finally ships them back. It's supposed to be a symbolic gesture—some way of telling Iwaizumi that he's okay now, that things are going well—because God and Oikawa know that even after everything, Iwaizumi still worries

Of course, nothing ever goes well for Oikawa Tooru.

(In which Oikawa ships back the last of Iwaizumi's stuff three years after their breakup. Too bad he accidentally included his unsent, handwritten love letters in the package)

Words: 5066, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru, Hanamaki Takahiro, Matsukawa Issei, Original Female Character(s), Oikawa Tooru's Mother

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

Additional Tags: Exes, Exes to Lovers, I can't believe exes to lovers isn't an official tag wtf, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Breaking Up & Making Up, Fluff and Angst, Coffee Shops, Love Letters, there's some body horror imagery as a metaphor in like. two paragraphs, So beware, Therapy, Iwaizumi Hajime is a Good Significant Other, Oikawa Tooru is Bad at Feelings, That's the Entire Plot

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/DVoiZAg

[cosmicanger]

Issey Miyake fall 2002 wool scarf at constant practice

[nyc-looks]

Kiyan, 22

“I’m wearing all secondhand: Issey Miyake top, Honey Punch skirt, Margiela tabis, Miu Miu bag, mixed metal jewelry/glasses, and a beautiful Ghalamfelezi scarf-belt with a written and illustrated story of the old Persian court. My style is very instinctual; I wake up with a different inspiration every day. Some common ones are Nicki Minaj in the 2010s, my mother, Pakistani truck art, and Japanese streetwear.

Sep 9, 2023 ∙ Lower East Side

[wakalifestyle]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Issey Miyake Scarf.

[hannahlikeso741]

HL Girls smelling male MC's perfume Part 2

Did you think I forgot about the girls? Of course not. A continuation of the little blurbs previously written with MC as their lover now. Perfumes listed for each character and credits to @cranberryletters and @hogwartslegacyreactions.

Boys Edition : Part 1, Part 2

Girl's edition : Part 1

Anne Sallow: Bvlgari's Wood Essence

Anne never understood why MC still comes to visit her. She did allow him, as long as he came alone since the events with her brother. MC always turns up every week without fail, even as her health was failing. He deserved better. Anne can feel her health deteriorate as the curse takes her life, the healers stumped on what to do. She would only drag MC down, waste his youth caring for her when the wizarding world has so much to offer him. She didn't want to be a burden, telling MC that he didn't had to come just because he felt sorry for her as she lay bed ridden. She didn't need his pity. She didn't expect MC to pull her into a hug, reassuring her that it was nonsense, he wasn't going anywhere. If anything, he said, she needed him more than ever. Anne sighed as she hugged him back, burying her nose into his shirt that contained that scent. Oh the cedarwood and cypress that mingled with a tinge of citrus that comforted her so like that scarf he gave her so long ago. MC admitted he does want to care for her willingly, for he was in love. So be it. Life can be cruel, but they have each other.

Poppy Sweeting : Jo Malone's Poppy & Barley

She quietly asked MC what they will be doing with all the beasts in the vivarium after MC graduates. MC gave some thought and decided to give them to good homes, as he wants to explore the magical world and their beasts. Poppy nervously asks if there is room for her in his plans. MC nodded to her overjoyed heart. Poppy was ecstatic to see the many beasts they encountered on their travels, be in it in the wild, poacher rings or being put to use by the local wizarding population as pets or as farm beasts. MC too, shared her enthusiasm as he learns more about the wizarding world. On a chilly night on top of a mountain, Poppy found herself unable to sleep. She got up to find MC not by her side, but by a small fireplace, muttering to himself as he documents what happened to them that day. MC looked up, smiling at her. Poppy felt a breath of content as she looked at MC with adoration, watching him get up and give her a kiss on the forehead. Poppy would never tire the scent of his cologne, the wheat and barley notes laced with blackcurrent, fig and musk gives off a honeyed scent of home for her. MC puts out the fire and went back to bed with her, holding her tight. No matter where she is, Poppy is home as long as MC is with her.

Imelda Reyes : Frederic Malle's Geranium Pour Monsieur

She did it! She finally got the cup for Slytherin and her hard work paid off at last. Imelda proudly showed the Qudditch cup for all of Hogwarts to see, joining in the frenzy of her team mates. When the celebration high was over, Imelda quietly went to the side of the Quidditch arena where no one could see her, where MC was waiting. He gave a smirk that made her knees go weak, as she landed in his arms. She began to tell him on how she scored all her points while MC listened intently. Imelda secretly counted her blessings that MC wasn't too keen on playing, he would have made for tough competition. MC then brushed away the few stray hairs that came out of Imelda's pony tail, his scent teasing her nose. Oh she hated that scent at first but now, Imelda relishes in it. That fresh sharp mint laced with clove and cinnamon tingled her nose and seduced her every sense. Imelda would never admit how giggly and happy MC's touch made her felt. She was done the minute MC gave her a kiss on her lips, whispering before kissing her with passion. Imelda melted at his words. "That's my girl."

Natsai Onai : Issey Miyake's L'Eau d'Issey Pour Homme

Come on, focus MC! Natty called out as they dueled each other at the belltower courtyard just to merely sharpen their skills. MC gave a knowing smirk that Natty braced herself for. Oh he played dirty, casting a Flippendo that made her turn in the air, but she didn't expect Accio as she felt that force pulling her directly on MC. Oh, she is really making a plan to make sure her feet are back on the ground so she can make her move, MC didn't play fair. What she didn't expect was MC to give her a passionate kiss. Natty smiled as she held MC tight, inhaling that fresh citrus scent that gave way to the warm hint of nutmeg and sandalwood. To make it even more alluring, MC's body heat and sweat made it even stronger, making Natty's head swirl as she forgot MC's move on her earlier. He's smart on how to make it up to her with those smooth moves. What Natty didn't count on was the both of them parted rather hurriedly and tried to compose themselves when Lucan Brattleby cleared his throat.

Samantha Dale : Tom Ford's Mandarino di Amalfi

Why does he keep wearing that perfume?! Samantha is going to go nuts if MC wears that every time they cross paths. Her friends are saying she is going insane, or maybe she needs to plug her nostrils. One of her friends even teased the fact she might be attracted to MC just by scent alone. She rolled her eyes on that thought. What she didn't count was MC approaching her after class. Samantha is trying not to breath when MC approaches, but her nose betrays her. That teasing citrus, now laced with some jasmine and the slight spice of pepper made its way into her brain again. This time, the perfume was more... musky? Why oh why she was cursed with a sensitive nose. Please MC, be quick about it. Samantha had to pause for a bit when MC asked if she would like to go out with him. Her jaw dropped as her friends gasped, that one friend had that 'told you so' expression on her face. Samantha found herself nodding as MC kissed her hand, saying that he plans to take her to a nearby lemon farm for their first date. She will never admit it, but inside, she was screaming with glee.

[constant-practice]

aw2002 Issey Miyake Oversized Twisted Wool Scarfs added to the website. NOW LIVE. LINK IN BIO. 🌀🦍 https://www.instagram.com/p/CfcKcMjO-Mw/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[youneedone2]

By Irving Penn & Issey Meyake

[tahdashi]

HOW THEY KEEP YOU WARM. . .

✫ ft. akaashi, tsukki, atsumu, mattsun, osamu, and sakusa x gn!reader

✫ a/n: smth to keep you warm n cozy in the cold weather

✫ AKAASHI — a cold breeze hits your face as you and keiji leave the train station; it wakes you up from the drowsiness caused by the rocking of the train car. every winter, keiji takes you to the holiday festival a couple towns over. this winter, however, is especially cold — snowflakes fall through the sky, as delicate as ever. to keep your hands warm from the chilly breeze, you ball them up into tight fists and tuck them up into your coat sleeves. as always, your boyfriend notices. he takes one of his warm hands to hold onto one of your shivering ones. with love and care, he pulls it into his pocket, encasing your hand in his. “how’s this, angel?” and when you smile at him, his cheeks warm up at the sight of your glimmering eyes. he leans down and presses a soft kiss to your cheek. “i’ll keep you warm.”

✫ TSUKKI — the sun has finally set and the holiday lights illuminate the night sky like stars. you’ve been wanting to go see the lights for so long, ever since winter made its way to you. it’s dark and chilly, but you don’t pay attention to the cold air that blows through your hair and clothes. tsukki feigns oblivion, but he notices how your shoulders are shrugged upward, your teeth chattering slightly. if you make it obvious, he’ll probably throw a snarky comment your way — he doesn’t. instead, he unravels his scarf and puts it around you a little too tightly. “bring a scarf next time,” he huffs, lips turning upward when you jokingly choke at the tightness of the scarf around your neck. his eyes are glowing with fondness as he loosens the scarf and allows his hand to fall to your back.

✫ ATSUMU — tsumu’s always excited for the first snowfall of the season. every year, you’re pulled out of bed just so you can go see the snow with him. and although you’re always tired, the bright look on your boyfriend’s face, the excitement that emanates from him, is more than enough to raise your spirits. you two are still in your pajamas and it’s barely 9:00 am on a saturday— the day you like to lay in bed with atsumu just a bit longer than usual. “are ya cold? i see ya shivering under there,” he says, toying with your scarf. and as you nod, he opens up his jacket and pulls you into his warm chest, wrapping the jacket around the both of you. he hums out of contentment and rests his cheek on top of your head. “can’t have ya freezin’ like that, angel. i’ll keep ya nice and warm.” with that, he places a soft kiss to your cold nose, laughing as your face scrunches up slightly.

✫ MATTSUN — “issei, isn’t the snow so pretty?” you look over to your boyfriend who’s looking up at the sky as heavy snowflakes fall onto your jackets and hats. there’s snowflakes on his eyelashes, and you can’t help but tell him how pretty he looks. “you’re pretty ‘sei,” you mumble, feeling almost embarrassed at the fact that you’re saying it so straightforwardly. a second passes, then two, and he leans down to kiss you, hiding his blush, whispering “huh, you’re the prettiest though, baby.” warmth spreads through your body and to your cheeks as issei’s lips melt into yours. your fingers tangle with his, and he pulls you close again and again.

✫ OSAMU — there’s nothing better than watching the snow fall outside as you sip on some hot chocolate. you and osamu decided to stay in today for a little at-home date. while he prepares some snacks, you click through the movies on the screen to find one you’d both like (samu will probably fall asleep halfway through, anyway). he places the snacks on the table and you hear him shuffle towards your bedroom. seconds later, a soft fleece blanket is being placed on your shoulder, along with your boyfriend who’s taking a seat beside you, wrapping the two of you into the blanket tightly. “are ya comfy, babe?” when you hum a yes, he kisses your cheek and leans onto your shoulder. and even though it’s only been 40 minutes into the movie, samu’s passed out with his weight pressing against your body, his fingers intertwined with yours.

✫ SAKUSA — the cold air kisses your face as you and omi take a walk in the city, stopping every once in a while to try some of the street food. you two were feeling spontaneous, opting to go out today despite the temperature falling as each hour passed by. “omi, do you think we can go somewhere warm? it’s too cold out here,” you ask, rubbing your gloved hands over your arms to keep yourself cozy. with his own gloved hands, he gently takes your face into his warm palms. he smiles down at you, one that makes butterflies erupt in your stomach, while you nuzzle into his large hands. “of course, my love. how about we go to the bakery for some dessert?” you simply nod, hoping he realizes just how much you love being held by his warm touch.

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