<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:45:45.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Beneath the Threads</title><subtitle type='html'>.fashion. .beauty. .through my eyes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-3840656472689184863</id><published>2009-10-24T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:25:52.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blue suede shoes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SuNGexKF9aI/AAAAAAAAA_c/lIlyn2gMaB0/s1600-h/blueshoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SuNGexKF9aI/AAAAAAAAA_c/lIlyn2gMaB0/s400/blueshoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396234272925676962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, all you need is a new pair of blue shoes to add a splash of color to your black and white world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Saturday. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-3840656472689184863?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/3840656472689184863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=3840656472689184863&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/3840656472689184863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/3840656472689184863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/10/blue-suede-shoes.html' title='blue suede shoes.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SuNGexKF9aI/AAAAAAAAA_c/lIlyn2gMaB0/s72-c/blueshoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-9133368504637597638</id><published>2009-10-12T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T17:45:51.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello :)</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to apologize for the lack of posting here.  I really want to keep this blog but I'm also finding it difficult to maintain, so please bear with me as I figure things out...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-9133368504637597638?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/9133368504637597638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=9133368504637597638&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/9133368504637597638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/9133368504637597638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html' title='hello :)'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-8948950011308010442</id><published>2009-08-29T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T12:16:36.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soft summer florals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Spl8_N_JijI/AAAAAAAAA00/rBguhtyavxc/s1600-h/IMG_4079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Spl8_N_JijI/AAAAAAAAA00/rBguhtyavxc/s400/IMG_4079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375465055771527730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Spl8zX4uUfI/AAAAAAAAA0s/SL81ga0kL5c/s1600-h/IMG_4078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Spl8zX4uUfI/AAAAAAAAA0s/SL81ga0kL5c/s400/IMG_4078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375464852270502386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Click on photo to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of my favorite outfits!  I love the pretty floral skirt along with the simple v-neck.  Though I've loved the warm summer weather...I have to say that I am looking forward to fall and all of the fun layer clothes!  Hehe.  Have a lovely weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shirt: BDG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shirt: Kimchi Blue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandals: Ecote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glasses: Thrift &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bag: Deux Lux&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-8948950011308010442?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/8948950011308010442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=8948950011308010442&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/8948950011308010442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/8948950011308010442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/08/soft-summer-florals.html' title='soft summer florals.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Spl8_N_JijI/AAAAAAAAA00/rBguhtyavxc/s72-c/IMG_4079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-1286469128366243702</id><published>2009-06-22T17:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:23:12.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>live shots.</title><content type='html'>So I just wanted to post a couple live photos of one of my Vegas outfits.  I seriously felt so glammed out!  Hehe.  BTW, sorry about the weird quality of the photos...indoor photos always come out a little weird on my camera. plus there was a greenish glow in the room...kinda odd but eh whatever.  Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SkAf3wrwL3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/e23lFmbS47g/s1600-h/IMG_3361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SkAf3wrwL3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/e23lFmbS47g/s400/IMG_3361.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350311400137830258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SkAfuhr1nwI/AAAAAAAAAug/qStHFzf-2Lw/s1600-h/IMG_3363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SkAfuhr1nwI/AAAAAAAAAug/qStHFzf-2Lw/s400/IMG_3363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350311241492832002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress: Victoria's Secret&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: Madden Girl by Steve Madden&lt;br /&gt;Necklace: Tilly's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-1286469128366243702?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/1286469128366243702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=1286469128366243702&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/1286469128366243702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/1286469128366243702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-shots.html' title='live shots.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SkAf3wrwL3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/e23lFmbS47g/s72-c/IMG_3361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-735043539629836192</id><published>2009-06-18T22:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:44:48.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vegas baby!</title><content type='html'>I am unbelievably excited!  Just a few things I have to take care of tomorrow morning, and then it's off to Las Vegas for the weekend.  My very first time, and Bijan's too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my Vegas goodies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimchi Blue 80s Floral Strapless Dress from &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;amp;itemCount=10&amp;amp;startValue=1&amp;amp;selectedProductColor=&amp;amp;sortby=&amp;amp;id=16473084&amp;amp;parentid=W_APP_NEW&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=12&amp;amp;navAction=poppushpush&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;pushId=W_APP_NEW&amp;amp;popId=WOMENS_WHATSNEW&amp;amp;prepushId=&amp;amp;cm_mmc=Performics-_-Affiliates-_-kaboodle.com-_-Primary" target="_blank"&gt;Urban Outfitters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/16473084_40_b?$detailmain$" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowlneck Dress from &lt;a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/onlineProductDisplay.vs?namespace=productDisplay&amp;amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;amp;event=display&amp;amp;prnbr=CP-215184&amp;amp;page=2&amp;amp;cgname=OSCLODRSBLK&amp;amp;rfnbr=3198" target="_blank"&gt;Victoria's Secret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/images/prodpri2/V266647.jpg" height="400px" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KENYYAA Strappy Sandals, Madden Girl by &lt;a href="http://www.stevemadden.com/item.aspx?id=48620" target="_blank"&gt;Steve Madden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/c/0/0/4d/2/AAAADNsLYh4AAAAAAE0k-A.jpg?v=1242800049000" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruffle Sliding Triangle Bikini from &lt;a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/onlineProductDisplay.vs?namespace=productDisplay&amp;amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;amp;event=display&amp;amp;prnbr=CP-218959&amp;amp;page=11&amp;amp;cgname=OSSWMBIKZZZ&amp;amp;rfnbr=1232" target="_blank"&gt;Victoria's Secret&lt;/a&gt; (again :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/images/prodpri2/V269646_874.jpg" height="400px" width="300px"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am.  So.  Friggin' excited!!!  Vegas here we come!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-735043539629836192?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/735043539629836192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=735043539629836192&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/735043539629836192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/735043539629836192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/06/vegas-baby.html' title='vegas baby!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-3305040677200618773</id><published>2009-06-15T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:07:28.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crave.</title><content type='html'>The two pairs of shoes I want more than anything right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLV by Pour La Victoire Oxford Heel at &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;amp;itemCount=10&amp;amp;startValue=11&amp;amp;selectedProductColor=&amp;amp;sortby=&amp;amp;id=15725500&amp;amp;parentid=W_SHOES_HEELSWEDGES&amp;amp;sortProperties=+subCategoryPosition,+product.marketingPriority,-product.startDate&amp;amp;navCount=27&amp;amp;navAction=poppushpush&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;pushId=W_SHOES_HEELSWEDGES&amp;amp;popId=WOMENS_SHOES&amp;amp;prepushId=" target="_blank"&gt;Urban Outfitters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/15725500_11_b?$detailmain$" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/15725500_11_g?$detailmain$" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VESTEDD by &lt;a href="http://www.stevemadden.com/item.aspx?id=48201" target="_blank"&gt;Steve Madden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://zoomcc.richfx.com.edgesuite.net/zoomcc_stevemadden/image/media/VESTEDD_COGNAC_zoom.jpg" height="400px" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://zoomcc.richfx.com.edgesuite.net/zoomcc_stevemadden/image/media/VESTEDD_COGNAC_front_zoom.jpg" height="400px" width="400px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.  I only wish.  They both ring in at about $150 each.  I'm crossing my fingers for a sale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, those short boots were inspired by Evangeline Lilly's look for her &lt;a href="http://www.womenshealthmag.com/files/evangeline-lilly/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;Photoshoot at Women's Health Magazine&lt;/a&gt;.  Cute photos!  You can find Evangeline's workout tips &lt;a href="http://www.womenshealthmag.com/fitness/workout-for-great-arms" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  There are even more photos in the actual magazine in which you can better see the boots and dress...plus it's a very entertaining article.  Love the look.  &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-3305040677200618773?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/3305040677200618773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=3305040677200618773&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/3305040677200618773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/3305040677200618773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/06/crave.html' title='crave.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-1888683684644281515</id><published>2009-06-14T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:39:17.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that vintage look.</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favorite outfits to wear!  On Friday afternoon it was just nice enough to wear a dress...just cool enough to wear some boots!  Bijan and I took a stroll to this cute little Mexican restaurant down the street.  Sometimes it's fun to get a little dressed up for no reason. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SjWljUemqLI/AAAAAAAAAuI/pgqFMiC5HkQ/s1600-h/IMG_3280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SjWljUemqLI/AAAAAAAAAuI/pgqFMiC5HkQ/s400/IMG_3280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347362158783408306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SjWlWzmqK9I/AAAAAAAAAuA/DlFqie-4h1A/s1600-h/IMG_3281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SjWlWzmqK9I/AAAAAAAAAuA/DlFqie-4h1A/s400/IMG_3281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347361943800392658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress:  Thistlepearl (Urbanoutfitters)&lt;br /&gt;Boots:  Steve Madden&lt;br /&gt;Necklace:  Tilly's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-1888683684644281515?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/1888683684644281515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=1888683684644281515&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/1888683684644281515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/1888683684644281515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-vintage-look.html' title='that vintage look.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SjWljUemqLI/AAAAAAAAAuI/pgqFMiC5HkQ/s72-c/IMG_3280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-5925296717883851956</id><published>2009-06-06T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T19:30:49.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer sun.</title><content type='html'>Finally, a new "what I wore today" segment!  Only I didn't wear it today, haha.  This was an outfit I wore on a particularly nice day a couple weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SislSa9UZII/AAAAAAAAArk/cL_6eE1IQuk/s1600-h/IMG_2968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SislSa9UZII/AAAAAAAAArk/cL_6eE1IQuk/s400/IMG_2968.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344406381209609346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Siskx121pGI/AAAAAAAAArc/FCprwH49AG0/s1600-h/IMG_2970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Siskx121pGI/AAAAAAAAArc/FCprwH49AG0/s400/IMG_2970.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344405821494502498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way it feels to wear shorts (especially cut-offs!) and have my legs bare!  So freeing.  I love summer.  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirt:  Urban Outfitters (with a white tank underneath)&lt;br /&gt;Cut-offs:  Bullhead (by PacSun, originally jeans)&lt;br /&gt;Sandals:  Urban Outfitters&lt;br /&gt;Bag:  Urban Outfitters (yeah ok...I know, I'm redundant)&lt;div&gt;Necklace:  Tilly's&lt;br /&gt;Sunglasses:  knock-offs, mall kiosk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-5925296717883851956?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/5925296717883851956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=5925296717883851956&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/5925296717883851956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/5925296717883851956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-sun.html' title='summer sun.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/SislSa9UZII/AAAAAAAAArk/cL_6eE1IQuk/s72-c/IMG_2968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-3626169642298954095</id><published>2009-05-14T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:11:35.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>get that weekend glow.</title><content type='html'>I love the weekend. In fact, I pretty much work for the weekend, just like everybody. [insert cheesy 80's song here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, lately I've been really trying to enjoy my weekends to the fullest. I've even developed some self-pampering weekend rituals that help to awaken my senses and put me in total weekend mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I take a shower, I love to indulge in some &lt;a href="http://www1.bloomingdales.com/catalog/product/index.ognc?ID=86964&amp;amp;CategoryID=7804&amp;amp;PageID=7804*1*24*Benefit*-1*2" target="_blank"&gt;Benefit's Maybe Baby&lt;/a&gt; body lotion. It envelopes me like the gentle kiss of satin and is infused with a shimmer so subtle that it gives me skin a very natural glow. And plus...it smells incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://debenhams.scene7.com/is/image/Debenhams/0602_123924800099?$ProdLarge$" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, I like to add a dusting of &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.ulta.com/images/products/detail/2159798.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.ulta.com/ulta/browse/productDetail.jsp%3Bjsessionid%3DA3D829B9E33C274A9BD223657C4E1BCD%3FskuId%3D2159798%26productId%3DxlsImpprod820248%26navAction%3Dpush%26navCount%3D1%26categoryId%3Dcat100002%26title%3DKitten%2BClassic%2B-%2BShimmering%2BBody%2BPowder&amp;usg=__3jwnwfkBru5-DEqaNDRlppdH7Fc=&amp;h=400&amp;w=400&amp;sz=46&amp;hl=en&amp;start=5&amp;um=1&amp;tbnid=q4p0h7DYkor8XM:&amp;tbnh=124&amp;tbnw=124&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dkitten%2Bbody%2Bshimmer%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Dactive%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1" target="_blank"&gt;Benefit's Kitten&lt;/a&gt; body shimmer.  I dust the powder puff across my neck and shoulders and arms, and the golden glow makes me feel radiant.  The scent is soft and delicate, like a rose splashed with morning dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ulta.com/images/products/detail/2159798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether psychological or not, this simple weekend beauty routine switches me out of my work-week mode and into one that is ready to relax and enjoy myself.  It might not seem like much, but it sure does the trick for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your weekend ritual? (Ok I feel like this question is totally cheese, and very kaboodle-esque, lol! But seriously, if you have a weekend ritual that you enjoy...I'd love to hear it. :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-3626169642298954095?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/3626169642298954095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=3626169642298954095&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/3626169642298954095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/3626169642298954095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/05/get-that-weekend-glow.html' title='get that weekend glow.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-2857901347365977353</id><published>2009-04-08T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:28:20.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simply solid.</title><content type='html'>Well. This blog hasn't even been in existence for very long and I am already neglecting it! Awww. :P Well, I promise this won't become a pattern. Things have been pretty busy. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's no secret that I am a huge fan of patterns. Pretty, flowery, intricate, unique, vintage...a good pattern can enhance a look or outfit just that much more. When I shop, I spend a lot of time sorting through tops, skirts, dresses, or whatever just to find that perfect pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, this makes me sort of...dizzy. I can't explain it. I look at so many different patterns, that every now and then there is nothing more soothing to my eyes and imagination than something that is just soft and simple. Something solid colored. Something plain. For me it's sometimes just the case that less really is more. All the ruffles and lace and flowers and birds can be so pretty...but sometimes there is just something comforting about a soft black skirt or a simple t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I am feeling right now. I need to take a break from patterns!! Haha. It's time to add some solids to my closet, and &lt;a href="http://store.americanapparel.net/"&gt;American Apparel&lt;/a&gt; is usually a good cure for that. :P Here are a few of the wonderfully simple items I have been craving lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/c/0/0/41/6/AAAADKLDdmcAAAAAAEFjhg.jpg?v=1239154982000" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=6456w_Apricot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/c7/d/AAAAAplXNZIAAAAAAMfUkw.jpg?v=1201865030000" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/b/0/0/41/6/AAAAC6z_DnUAAAAAAEFmQg.jpg?v=1239154401000" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I can't forget my clothing haven, &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/"&gt;Urban Outfitters&lt;/a&gt;. They've got a few lovelies I've been eyeing, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/b/0/0/41/8/AAAAC2z30HUAAAAAAEGMdQ.jpg?v=1239208346000" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/b/0/0/41/8/AAAAC-vvX4YAAAAAAEGGXw.jpg?v=1239208477000" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/c/0/0/41/8/AAAADBF6FIsAAAAAAEGGYA.jpg?v=1239208135000" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is calling my name...and these simple designs and soft, soothing fabrics are perfect for the warm, balmy days ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-2857901347365977353?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/2857901347365977353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=2857901347365977353&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/2857901347365977353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/2857901347365977353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/04/simply-solid.html' title='simply solid.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-2104662034035099583</id><published>2009-03-25T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:38:46.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ruby slippers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScrbGqQooBI/AAAAAAAAApc/Df2l7jWF9Lg/s1600-h/IMG_1865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScrbGqQooBI/AAAAAAAAApc/Df2l7jWF9Lg/s400/IMG_1865.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317303217534050322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scra3jh-jZI/AAAAAAAAApQ/A2kqyAS7COI/s1600-h/IMG_1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scra3jh-jZI/AAAAAAAAApQ/A2kqyAS7COI/s400/IMG_1866.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317302958029704594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScrayoqIB4I/AAAAAAAAApI/vQeftb6XSuM/s1600-h/IMG_1867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScrayoqIB4I/AAAAAAAAApI/vQeftb6XSuM/s400/IMG_1867.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317302873506711426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click your heels together three times, and say, "There's no place like home..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  Anyway.  When putting outfits together, I love trying to find unique ways to use color.  Maybe I succeed and maybe I don't...but it's fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when shopping for new items, I enjoy looking for unique cuts and patterns and textures.  Like the details on this blouse.  I love the little bow, and the little embroidered coral pattern.  Paired with the brown belt, dark blue jeans, black sweater, and bright red shoes...well then it just becomes an outfit that I love.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScratfXqIyI/AAAAAAAAApA/yZHi-gDwQDQ/s1600-h/IMG_1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScratfXqIyI/AAAAAAAAApA/yZHi-gDwQDQ/s400/IMG_1874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317302785113989922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScranK8qFYI/AAAAAAAAAo4/4CraX8Gd-7w/s1600-h/IMG_1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScranK8qFYI/AAAAAAAAAo4/4CraX8Gd-7w/s400/IMG_1877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317302676552816002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scraf9v6iSI/AAAAAAAAAow/vk2aET8XM1E/s1600-h/IMG_1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scraf9v6iSI/AAAAAAAAAow/vk2aET8XM1E/s400/IMG_1879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317302552750623010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirt: Anthropologie&lt;br /&gt;Sweater: BDG (Urban Outfitters)&lt;br /&gt;Jeans: Bullhead (PacSun)&lt;br /&gt;Belt: Thrift (Buffalo Exchange)&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: Charlotte Russe&lt;br /&gt;Necklace: Tilly's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-2104662034035099583?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/2104662034035099583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=2104662034035099583&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/2104662034035099583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/2104662034035099583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/03/ruby-slippers.html' title='ruby slippers.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScrbGqQooBI/AAAAAAAAApc/Df2l7jWF9Lg/s72-c/IMG_1865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054080995808091874.post-98567005985118758</id><published>2009-03-22T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:52:14.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my fashion history.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Clothing has always fascinated me.  One of my favorite pastimes as a little girl was playing "dress up" with just about anything I could find.  It wasn't unusual for me to clunk around the house wearing my mom's shoes on my tiny feet.  Of course, I didn't always know what I was doing (and perhaps I still don't!) but after all those years of experimentation, I have finally settled into a style that is my own, a style that I have created for myself and which is my outer expression of what is...me.  :)   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Let's take a look at the journey, shall we? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Early Years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I probably developed a love of fashion from my mother.  She always had her own personal flare for clothing, not to mention the fact that she always dressed me in little outfits like these: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbvuoF6rdI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/vzf-5OO_LPg/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316199994472705490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbvuoF6rdI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/vzf-5OO_LPg/s400/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truly a child of the 80's!  Haha.  Check out the stripe-on-stripe action... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbvbuNQxqI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_MBTnqfr1-E/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316199669696612002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbvbuNQxqI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_MBTnqfr1-E/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and the bright yellow socks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbvCab8ouI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jCVPRbU6ZfE/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316199234892767970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbvCab8ouI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jCVPRbU6ZfE/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and the acid-wash jeans.  Yeah.  I was only about six here.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbunRCvClI/AAAAAAAAAl4/miFlOxep29g/s1600-h/IMG_0005_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316198768514632274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbunRCvClI/AAAAAAAAAl4/miFlOxep29g/s400/IMG_0005_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here's a onesie!  Haha.  Funny, those are back in style now.  Ahhh, sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbufEu-JpI/AAAAAAAAAlw/8XCkowREpWg/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316198627771557522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbufEu-JpI/AAAAAAAAAlw/8XCkowREpWg/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;During my puffed-sleeves obsession.  (My mom made me this dress, by the way. :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbuXo3BDOI/AAAAAAAAAlo/TOANBQuQKNE/s1600-h/IMG_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316198500030024930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbuXo3BDOI/AAAAAAAAAlo/TOANBQuQKNE/s400/IMG_0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Awkward Years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Up until this point in my life, I wore whatever I felt like wearing, and didn't think twice about it.  But then...something weird started happening.  I began noticing how &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;other people looked&lt;/span&gt;, and wondering how&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; I looked to them.&lt;/span&gt;  These are the years when I had no idea what to do with my hair and how to deal with that funny smell in my armpit and hey, since when did I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;hair&lt;/span&gt; on my legs??  Anyway.  This was the first time in my life that I ever care about being cool, and so I really tried to be...with some rather funny results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbuEHP22SI/AAAAAAAAAlg/HsQ03SLmvBc/s1600-h/IMG_0005_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316198164589893922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbuEHP22SI/AAAAAAAAAlg/HsQ03SLmvBc/s400/IMG_0005_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah.  I don't know either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbt8PxPSAI/AAAAAAAAAlY/2PTg7Xh6EWY/s1600-h/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316198029438437378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbt8PxPSAI/AAAAAAAAAlY/2PTg7Xh6EWY/s400/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And...yes.  That is a riding lawn mower I am perched upon.  Hey, it's cool when you're 13 and you aren't able to drive anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbt1rCNPGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rMha_t2u9Qg/s1600-h/IMG_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316197916498279522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbt1rCNPGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rMha_t2u9Qg/s400/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The (I'm Not Really Sure) Years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My High School years were all about experimentation. I wore anything and everything I could get my hands on, just as long as it was "different." I classified myself as a hippie-punk-alternative-grunge girl...but I don't think I really ever succeeded at...any...of those things. But anyway. My best friend and I called ourselves "Non-Conformists" and made a video about how we wore whatever we wanted, we didn't care about trends, and we didn't have to brush our hair in the mornings if we didn't want to. Yeah. That was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbtopj2upI/AAAAAAAAAlA/bxABXsYFSzs/s1600-h/IMG_NEW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316197692764240530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbtopj2upI/AAAAAAAAAlA/bxABXsYFSzs/s400/IMG_NEW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbtdyvejMI/AAAAAAAAAk4/OECP-EAGKvk/s1600-h/IMG_0008_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316197506250345666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbtdyvejMI/AAAAAAAAAk4/OECP-EAGKvk/s400/IMG_0008_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(That's me with the blondish hair and the really ridiculous hippie bag and pants.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbtW02aOWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/1VRFm8ke_u0/s1600-h/IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316197386557208930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbtW02aOWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/1VRFm8ke_u0/s400/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't think I ever intended to wear this seriously...my friend and I went through my closet one night with the goal of making the craziest outfit possible.  But still.  Each of these items were actually...in...my closet, and we didn't change for the rest of the night.  Yeah.  We actually hung out like this.  And thought it was really funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbtPkUGg4I/AAAAAAAAAko/cAsuzqf0EP8/s1600-h/IMG_0007_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316197261859259266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbtPkUGg4I/AAAAAAAAAko/cAsuzqf0EP8/s400/IMG_0007_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Apparently, I went through a phase wear I didn't think it was necessary to change out of my pj's in the morning.  Each of the following photos were taken during the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbtG0LWnLI/AAAAAAAAAkg/aQBdwv8B_IU/s1600-h/IMG_0007_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316197111498710194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbtG0LWnLI/AAAAAAAAAkg/aQBdwv8B_IU/s400/IMG_0007_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Those orange things poking out of the scrubs were men's boxers with tootsie roll pops on them. I used to think they were amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbs-ErXnaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Zf_E4vTJ57s/s1600-h/IMG_0008_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316196961309138338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbs-ErXnaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Zf_E4vTJ57s/s400/IMG_0008_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aw, how cute, I'm studying with a laptop on the floor in my room.  Wrong!  I am in the student center at my college.  Wearing that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbs2ZgVpwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/x4VVpm1PIHc/s1600-h/IMG_0008_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316196829461063426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbs2ZgVpwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/x4VVpm1PIHc/s400/IMG_0008_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbsuihvKBI/AAAAAAAAAkI/paBWNx3ybS4/s1600-h/IMG_0007_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316196694443894802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbsuihvKBI/AAAAAAAAAkI/paBWNx3ybS4/s400/IMG_0007_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Tween Styles Years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For the longest time, I was stuck in some sort of fashion limbo.  I'm punk, I'm not punk, I just wanna dress different, I'm tired of dressing like a kid, blah blah blah.  These are photos of me trying to figure it out, trying to find my fashion niche.  I was getting closer to what would eventually be my own style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbwhbrAsRI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ylRcWiXP8Ek/s1600-h/100_1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316200867311956242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbwhbrAsRI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ylRcWiXP8Ek/s400/100_1109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbxUWPgSgI/AAAAAAAAAmg/pr6MUkR39d4/s1600-h/100_1373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316201742027737602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbxUWPgSgI/AAAAAAAAAmg/pr6MUkR39d4/s400/100_1373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Where am I now?  Well, I still don't know anything at all.  I don't follow specific fashion trends to a tee, or know exactly who is wearing what, or care if everything I am wearing is recommended in all the magazines.  All I know is what appeals to me, what draws me in, what demands me to wear it.  To me, fashion has become a form of art expression.  The clothing is the brushes, and my body is the palette.  I like to have fun with what I wear.  I like to feel unique and feminine and classy, yet slightly edgy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't know anything at all about fashion.  All I know is me, and what I'm drawn to and what entices me.  Won't you follow me on my journey of self expression through fashion?  Come along with me...it'll be fun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbxwag50VI/AAAAAAAAAmo/1swsmSWosro/s1600-h/DSC02308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316202224210792786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/Scbxwag50VI/AAAAAAAAAmo/1swsmSWosro/s400/DSC02308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054080995808091874-98567005985118758?l=girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/feeds/98567005985118758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054080995808091874&amp;postID=98567005985118758&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/98567005985118758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054080995808091874/posts/default/98567005985118758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlbeneaththethreads.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-fashion-history.html' title='my fashion history.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/S0kC0SUPvuI/AAAAAAAABEw/J3qOWucVk_k/S220/IMG_3580.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCVwWhUQID0/ScbvuoF6rdI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/vzf-5OO_LPg/s72-c/IMG_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
