Laura Lee Style Analysis Plz..! Thank U
laura lee style analysis plz..! thank u š¤
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Laura Lee Style Analysis:
I would describe Laura Leeās style as āconservativeā or āmodest.ā Almost every outfit features a cardigan or long sleeve to have more coverage. She wears a lot of florals and solid colors intermixed together.
Colors: White, Pink, and Blue.
Repeatedly Worn Brands: ?
Ideas of how to dress like Laura Lee:
* Accessorize your outfit with a cardigan
* Layer long sleeve shirts under a dress
* Wear a lot of florals and solid colors
* Show your faith with a symbolic necklace
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Travis was used to feeling inadequate. His father constantly berated him for his less-than-masculine attributes or for his hobbies and interests. Travis knew from the age of seven that he would never be enough for his father. He also knew he wouldnāt be enough for his peers, as Bobby Farleigh and the other asshole kids in Wiskayok spread the rumor that he had surgery so he could suck his own dick. The implication was there, loud and clear.
Travis did this so he could suck his dick. Travis sucks dick, and he knows no girl will ever want to suck his.
Perhaps the rejection Travis faced from a young age could explain why meeting Natalie was such a breath of fresh air for him. Nat was in a similar boat to him regarding a lack of parental and peer acceptance. Her peers spread nasty rumors about her, ones saying that she was a slut, or that she was the one who shot her father, having gotten away with his murder.
Travis didnāt really care about her past. All he cared about was how she sat and listened as he told her what Bobby Farleigh did and that she had helped him get the ring for Javi. He cared that she didn't look at him like some sort of freak, as if nothing was redeeming about him. He cared that she looked up at him, her face flushed and her dimples showing, before they both leaned in and had their first kiss.
Travis didnāt care what other people thought about her. Nat didnāt care what other people thought about him. It was a mutual agreement and attraction. So, when they got close enough to the point where there were mentions of their sexual relationship, you can understand Travisā anxiety about the situation.
Travis had never been enough for anyone but Natalie. He had also never slept with anyone before and, much to his chagrin, never even considered the idea that he would want to sleep with someone. Travis had never had sexual feelings, dreams, or anything else the boys his age spoke of. In truth, he could care less about sex. Still, it was a necessary part of any relationshipāhe would put up with it if he had to.
But the anxiety crept in, and he found himself feeling inadequate once more. Travis had never slept with anyone, but Nat had. Nat probably had many wonderful experiences with smarter, more handsome, experienced guys. He convinced himself that Nat would only be disappointed by him, so he had been avoiding the topic for as long as he could.
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āAre you okay?ā
Travis stares at her lamely, nodding his head. He tries to look more into it than he is, but he feels no attraction to what theyāre doing. He loved kissing Nat, but right now, heād much rather lie with her in bed, with Nat running her fingers through his hair. Travis shifts uncomfortably.
āWhy wouldnāt I be?ā he asks, the question coming out much harsher than he intends. Heās defensive, nervous that heās already screwed it all up. Nat looks down at him softly.
āWe donāt have to, uh, do anything. If you donāt want to, I mean,ā Natalie says, and Travisā face flushes.
āI can do it,ā he says guardedly, pride slightly hurt from the insinuation that he canāt. Natās brow furrows.
āIām not saying you canāt. Iām saying you donāt want to.ā
Travis squirms under her intense gaze. Sheās surprisingly adept at reading him, despite how briefly theyāve known each other in this way. He averts his eyes from hers, unable to handle the eye contact in his vulnerable state.
āI justā I don't want to, like, ruin our relationship if Iāmā¦not good at this,ā he admits, cheeks tinged a crimson color. Natās eyes soften further, and she runs her fingers through his hair, something she knows will relax him.
āButā¦you want to?ā She asks, a curious lilt to her voice. Travis thinks for a minute. Does he want to? Heās always been told that his first time will be great, a marker for when he truly becomes a man or some bullshit. Butā¦thinking over the entirety of their relationship, Travis finds that he hasnāt thought about sex with Nat once.
Nervous that itās some sort of trap, he asks the counter-question, āDo you want to?ā
She blinks in confusion, almost as if sheās not used to being asked if this is something she wants. The idea makes Travis feel a little nauseous.
āNot really, ā she eventually mutters, āI could care less if we have sex right now,ā she shrugs, although her hands are shaking, and her bottom lip is twitching like sheās ready to apologize and take back everything sheās said. Travis stares up at her. He canāt decide if itās because she knows heāll be bad or because she genuinely doesnāt care.
āDo youā¦not like sex?ā He asks. Nat flinches, staring at the wall.
āNo,ā she mumbles, āI donāt.ā
Theyāre both silent for a minute, Nat staring at the wall and blinking back tears while Travis stares at her in fascination. Heās never actually met anyone else who thinks the same way he does about this.
āMe neither,ā he eventually stutters. Natās head snapped in his direction, and she looked at him, bewildered.
āWhat?ā
āI donātā I donāt care about sex. It, uh, doesnāt really seemā¦appealing?ā
Nat nods, urging him to go on. Travis swallows nervously.
āIāve never really thought about it, other than something I had to do. So, uhā¦ifā¦if you donāt care, and I donāt, we can just, like, kiss instead?ā
Heās afraid heās messed up when she doesnāt say anything and just stares. Then, she kisses him gently and tenderly. He reciprocates, and the two hold each other close. Maybe they were weird. Perhaps they were freaks of nature. Despite it all, neither truly cared. As long as they had each other, they could be strange together in peace.



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