<?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-1246633352152698238</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:57:38.726-05:00</updated><category term='polyvore'/><category term='dorkiness'/><category term='ny street style'/><category term='my style'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Delusions of Grandeur</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-5367752991771970003</id><published>2009-10-23T00:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:22:50.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My new bootsies</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SuEyJ8BXfII/AAAAAAAAAqU/7i9alllJsso/s1600-h/DSC02387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SuEyJ8BXfII/AAAAAAAAAqU/7i9alllJsso/s320/DSC02387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395648974878637186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boots got a 15 min. glamor shot by Ang session.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop staring at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SuEyJvquamI/AAAAAAAAAqM/BWS-tAy9UDo/s1600-h/DSC02389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SuEyJvquamI/AAAAAAAAAqM/BWS-tAy9UDo/s320/DSC02389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395648971562445410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop shopping, really I do.&lt;br /&gt;[haha, I originally had shop stopping written.]&lt;br /&gt;But aren't they gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SuEyJYQdjQI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ze5_054qYjI/s1600-h/DSC02383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SuEyJYQdjQI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ze5_054qYjI/s320/DSC02383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395648965278272770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love these so much. I kinda want to bring them back, though. I was completely enamored in the store, but when I got to the register I found out that the price was $140 [my brother told me that they were $70 *shakes fists*] That's kinda pricey especially since I still have more shopping to do tomorrow and sunday. So I leave it to you guys... ditch or keep?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-5367752991771970003?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/5367752991771970003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-new-bootsies.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/5367752991771970003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/5367752991771970003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-new-bootsies.html' title='My new bootsies'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SuEyJ8BXfII/AAAAAAAAAqU/7i9alllJsso/s72-c/DSC02387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-7288561702823189961</id><published>2009-09-16T00:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T01:09:23.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh, moo.. Mama's had a day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes she did. First the airport [which is never fun.] &lt;br /&gt;Correction: Traffic was first actually. &lt;br /&gt;Have I ever expressed my distaste for traffic caused by the GWB? Grr! [Now I have.]&lt;br /&gt;I had to go pick our new house guest. Fun?&lt;br /&gt;Then I got pizza. Our house guest hasn't had NY pizza in 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;He was long over due. &lt;br /&gt;Then I went shopping for my brother's bday presents. &lt;br /&gt;En route, I picked up the new loves of my life.&lt;br /&gt;MY NEW SHOESSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SrBx4DEvPmI/AAAAAAAAAp0/shAwX_dOdEM/s1600-h/DSC02377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SrBx4DEvPmI/AAAAAAAAAp0/shAwX_dOdEM/s320/DSC02377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381926762419535458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SrBx34joAaI/AAAAAAAAAps/J3PG1_VFbq8/s1600-h/DSC02376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SrBx34joAaI/AAAAAAAAAps/J3PG1_VFbq8/s320/DSC02376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381926759596294562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to take a cute pic like so:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SrByRugGPDI/AAAAAAAAAp8/go6m0gz4H9E/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SrByRugGPDI/AAAAAAAAAp8/go6m0gz4H9E/s320/feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381927203573742642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; but apparently I have parkinsons or something. Like if my feet weren't moving, my hands were. Ugh, I'm lame lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Wow, I haven't done I life post in a while. Hell I haven't done a post in a while. I will definitely try to keep up with this blog a little more often. I'll do fashion week stuff, pronto!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-7288561702823189961?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/7288561702823189961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugh-moo-mamas-had-day.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/7288561702823189961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/7288561702823189961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugh-moo-mamas-had-day.html' title='Ugh, moo.. Mama&apos;s had a day!'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SrBx4DEvPmI/AAAAAAAAAp0/shAwX_dOdEM/s72-c/DSC02377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-4740823628943301111</id><published>2009-09-13T23:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:12:54.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha, like I needed more reasons to love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sq27Uz87-uI/AAAAAAAAApc/jeYVXMYddZo/s1600-h/kanye.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 389px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sq27Uz87-uI/AAAAAAAAApc/jeYVXMYddZo/s400/kanye.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381163095995185890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even watched the VMAs yet. Just hearing about it is enough. I don't hate Taylor Swift, nor do I LIKE Taylor Swift. The same thing goes for Beyonce. Neither one of them mean a thing to me. However, in the grand scheme of things, Taylor Swift does not deserve any awards. None. Zip. Zilch. She's an okay enough singer, and her songs have a way of lingering. The video itself? Worst thing I've ever seen. I actually have to give it up to Beyonce. Her video was hot. Wow, never thought I'd actually give Beyonce props. Are pigs flying yet?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this post was not made to talk about those two ugly broads. It was made to declare my undying love for Mr. West. Could he be more awesome? No. He couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Side note:I haven't watched VMAs in forever, they're seriously the wackest awards on TV. However Kanye's shenanigans are actually making me want to watch it.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sq2-0_0QJSI/AAAAAAAAApk/3phtJojI2cA/s1600-h/kanye2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sq2-0_0QJSI/AAAAAAAAApk/3phtJojI2cA/s400/kanye2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381166947470681378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-4740823628943301111?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/4740823628943301111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/09/ha-like-i-needed-more-reasons-to-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/4740823628943301111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/4740823628943301111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/09/ha-like-i-needed-more-reasons-to-love.html' title='Ha, like I needed more reasons to love you.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sq27Uz87-uI/AAAAAAAAApc/jeYVXMYddZo/s72-c/kanye.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-3519081278265331765</id><published>2009-08-07T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:00:38.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;more, underfaved sets lol. They're not all under 15 faves like last time though.&lt;br /&gt;Mini sets- sets smaller than normal your average. They tend to be comprised of mostly photos and text.[great definition, eh?] I have a huge love of the ones with fashion thrown in :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/25_trouble_lurking/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10910087"&gt;&lt;img alt="25. Trouble Lurking" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjhEYW02WmgtM2hHQVE3YVRkbEx1bEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="25. Trouble Lurking" width="400" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/25_trouble_lurking/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10910087"&gt;25. Trouble Lurking&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=519986"&gt;geig.in need of inspiration.&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/briars_hollow_29th_july/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10796952"&gt;&lt;img alt="Briar's Hollow, 29th July" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmFsamQxWUo4M2hHVk1UOWpOTVlaY1EAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Briar's Hollow, 29th July" width="400" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/briars_hollow_29th_july/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10796952"&gt;Briar's Hollow, 29th July&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=275294"&gt;ParanoidPolaroid&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/falke/shop?brand=Falke&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;Falke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/youre_far_from_suffocating_me/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10925165"&gt;&lt;img alt="you're far from suffocating me..." src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFk9Eekp6dU4tM2hHdFZhR1dkbEx1bEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="you're far from suffocating me..." width="400" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/youre_far_from_suffocating_me/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10925165"&gt;you're far from suffocating me...&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=281499"&gt;-;&amp;amp;amanda..chapter12.&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/stop_vintage_forget/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10922663"&gt;&lt;img alt="stop. vintage. forget." src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkZQeF92dFItM2hHZEsxb3A4dGlBdFEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="stop. vintage. forget." width="400" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/stop_vintage_forget/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10922663"&gt;stop. vintage. forget.&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=834662"&gt;jeaniefifteeny.&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/breeze/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10903014"&gt;&lt;img alt="breeze" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnFFQWIySGgtM2hHSXB2Ml9TTS1VZ2cAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="breeze" width="400" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/breeze/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10903014"&gt;breeze&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=460757"&gt;Manteli&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/calypso/shop?brand=Calypso"&gt;Calypso&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/in_soft_colors_for_inmac/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10911041"&gt;&lt;img alt="in soft colors .. for INMAC!" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmpNVDRRSjEtM2hHVjNiTXZOTVlaY1EAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="in soft colors .. for INMAC!" width="400" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/in_soft_colors_for_inmac/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10911041"&gt;in soft colors .. for INMAC!&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=311322"&gt;Beautiful☆Disaster&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/opening_ceremony/shop?brand=Opening+Ceremony&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;Opening Ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10931763"&gt;&lt;img alt="Untitled" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkZHRWp0RFNBM2hHLWlRTV9OTVlaY1EAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Untitled" width="400" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10931763"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=604099"&gt;mary.&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/balmain/shop?brand=Balmain&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;Balmain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-3519081278265331765?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/3519081278265331765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-underfaved-sets-lol.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/3519081278265331765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/3519081278265331765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-underfaved-sets-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1884542874616937494</id><published>2009-08-03T19:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:47:28.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Channeling Debbie Harry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sndyf2jDX0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/7JrAsfMNpKg/s1600-h/taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sndyf2jDX0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/7JrAsfMNpKg/s320/taylor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365883372579282754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON DATING OLDER GUYS:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going to date someone who's sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;Boys are so much less mature than girls as it is;&lt;br /&gt;there's just no way—I would eat a boy my age alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SndygdZ9wsI/AAAAAAAAAoU/BQKwEj0Zg60/s1600-h/taylor3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SndygdZ9wsI/AAAAAAAAAoU/BQKwEj0Zg60/s320/taylor3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365883383010149058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON RELATING TO OTHER TEENS:&lt;br /&gt;"I live a very adult life: I have two different careers;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on tour. What am I going to do, hang out&lt;br /&gt;with the high school kids? I just can't relate&lt;br /&gt; to what they talk about—it seems so petty."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SndygOvjbtI/AAAAAAAAAoM/5J9xcvo6wz0/s1600-h/taylor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SndygOvjbtI/AAAAAAAAAoM/5J9xcvo6wz0/s320/taylor2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365883379074166482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SndyhERkSiI/AAAAAAAAAok/RVn5sN_99U4/s1600-h/taylor5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SndyhERkSiI/AAAAAAAAAok/RVn5sN_99U4/s320/taylor5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365883393443908130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON WRITING HER OWN MUSIC:&lt;br /&gt;"The most obvious thing is to look at me and say,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, pretty blonde girl, let's put her in pop."&lt;br /&gt;But I would never want to do something&lt;br /&gt;in music that isn't representing me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sndygiljw8I/AAAAAAAAAoc/5XioZfpj8fM/s1600-h/taylor4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sndygiljw8I/AAAAAAAAAoc/5XioZfpj8fM/s320/taylor4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365883384400954306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON HER UPDATED LOOK:&lt;br /&gt;"I know people were a little, um, taken aback.&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't me that changed—it&lt;br /&gt;was just that I decided to start being myself.&lt;br /&gt; Now I do my own makeup, my&lt;br /&gt;own hair, and dress myself, and it feels better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it bad to say that I don't like her and&lt;br /&gt;her new "too cool for school" attitude?&lt;br /&gt;There's a strong chance that this&lt;br /&gt;cover story actually made me hate her lol.&lt;br /&gt;Before she seemed really sweet and cutesy.&lt;br /&gt; Now she's just... boring. She has the same&lt;br /&gt;"I'm too awesome to speak to you" theology&lt;br /&gt;that the rest of her annoying generation has.&lt;br /&gt;So for someone who is trying very hard to&lt;br /&gt; be different, her speech and actions are exactly&lt;br /&gt;the same as her contemporaries. Ugh,&lt;br /&gt;there I go ranting about how annoying&lt;br /&gt;teenagers are again. She just seems like&lt;br /&gt;she's trying really hard to make everyone&lt;br /&gt;believe that she's mature. She's trying to&lt;br /&gt; grow up too fast, which is something&lt;br /&gt;that I hate. Oh well, I don't like the shoot much&lt;br /&gt; either. It just seems really off. I guess it's the awkward&lt;br /&gt; clash between the girlyness of the background&lt;br /&gt; and her Debbie Harry look. [Yes, I know&lt;br /&gt; these aren't the official photos but these&lt;br /&gt; outtakes are kinda bleh..] For someone who&lt;br /&gt; apparently wants to be a model, she doesn't&lt;br /&gt; seem to have any modeling talent whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt; She looks completely dead and out of place.&lt;br /&gt;There's no tension in the photos.. nothing that&lt;br /&gt; makes me actually want to look at them.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1884542874616937494?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1884542874616937494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/08/channeling-debbie-harry.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1884542874616937494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1884542874616937494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/08/channeling-debbie-harry.html' title='Channeling Debbie Harry.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sndyf2jDX0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/7JrAsfMNpKg/s72-c/taylor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-3006642444210768324</id><published>2009-08-03T19:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:21:51.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure&lt;br /&gt;It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?'&lt;br /&gt;Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people wont feel insecure around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all meant to shine, as children do.&lt;br /&gt;We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.&lt;br /&gt;It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone&lt;br /&gt;And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Marianne Williamson, A Return To Love; HarperCollins, 1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that quote. I'll have a real post soon. Sorry, I keep forgetting about this blog. [Not like it matters, no one really reads it.]&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, well if anyone /does/ read this. You should comment and tell me your deepest fear :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-3006642444210768324?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/3006642444210768324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-deepest-fear-is-not-that-we-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/3006642444210768324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/3006642444210768324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-deepest-fear-is-not-that-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1599838099482872848</id><published>2009-07-27T21:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T01:56:11.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rumor Mill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sm5Xj3YnaTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3b1jh6oMgfI/s1600-h/rumormill.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sm5Xj3YnaTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3b1jh6oMgfI/s400/rumormill.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363320479919073586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving at the speed of life, we are bound to collide with each other.&lt;br /&gt;-Crash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe was created by the concentration and collision of millions of molecules. In the densely populated metropolis of Los Angeles, the same situation occurs. Everyday we see and meet hundreds of people. And what do we do with these people? We interact, we converse, we learn. We make connections and relationships that can last for a matter of moments or for the rest of our lives. In LA, it is these social encounters that keep us from feeling as though we are the only sane people left in this crazy city. The best place to connect, you ask? The Rumor Mill. A quaint coffee shop/ laundromat where people come for a break and leave with much more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you step into the Rumor Mill, your dirty laundry will get aired. Everyone knows everything about you, or at least they think they do. Will you make friends or make enemies? Find love or declare war? Get discovered or get burned? How will you spin your stories, gossip, and oh yeah, your clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/rumor_mill/group.show?id=67581&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1599838099482872848?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1599838099482872848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1599838099482872848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1599838099482872848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_27.html' title='The Rumor Mill'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sm5Xj3YnaTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3b1jh6oMgfI/s72-c/rumormill.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-941657724742791799</id><published>2009-07-22T02:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:09:52.612-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polyvore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Well we all know that with the ridiculously large amount of people on polyvore, it is very hard to see every set that gets published. Unfortunately, some really talented people and their really talented sets, never get to see the light of day-- or at least the popular list. SO! I've decided to find a few "under-faved," "under-commented," and generally just under-appreciated sets. I'm going to do this once a week. For this first blog, I'm just going to find a few [awesome] sets with under 15 faves. After that I might have "member spotlight" type thingers. Lame idea, but there are some really talented people that deserve to be seeeeeen! Ugh, I sound like Hip Hop Harry: the polyvore version. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10590930"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="..." src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjJNVUhMUmQzM2hHbXhMcFo1RVhBWFEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="..." height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10590930"&gt;...&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=449381"&gt;Bree&lt;3&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/miu_miu_shoes/shop?brand=Miu+Miu&amp;amp;category_id=41"&gt;Miu Miu shoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/59/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10588629"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="59." src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFl9HWTN5UXgzM2hHQlZHY0ZDSC1tSGcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="59." height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/59/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10588629"&gt;59.&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=761774"&gt;LuUuUu&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/anna_sui/shop?brand=Anna+Sui&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;Anna Sui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/days_till_my_bday/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10589943"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="9 DAYS TiLL MY BDAY!!" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkdKX0pOeEozM2hHendJNnkwWlY0M2cAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="9 DAYS TiLL MY BDAY!!" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/days_till_my_bday/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10589943"&gt;9 DAYS TiLL MY BDAY!!&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=320006"&gt;*EMiLY*;;((is c o n f u s e d))&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/calypso/shop?brand=Calypso&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;Calypso&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10586515"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Untitled" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmtNTmRBd04zM2hHNlV5VGptY3lOZXcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Untitled" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10586515"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=57480"&gt;ThanyuzhK&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cheap_monday_jeans/shop?brand=Cheap+Monday&amp;amp;category_id=27"&gt;Cheap Monday jeans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10586886"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt=":)" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjJCSEhwd1IzM2hHVmt3X2IwWlY0M2cAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title=":)" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10586886"&gt;:)&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=770536"&gt;♥'*~αɴɴiε~*'♥&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/james_perse/shop?brand=James+Perse&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;James Perse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/hearts/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10587058"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;amp;hearts;" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmZzR1BMZ1YzM2hHQjNjYnpYOGg5MncAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;amp;hearts;" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/hearts/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10587058"&gt;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=455094"&gt;Cortney.♥&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/vanessa_bruno_tops/shop?brand=Vanessa+Bruno&amp;amp;category_id=11"&gt;Vanessa Bruno tops&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/me_ive_got_crush/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10587251"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="and me, i've got a crush" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlJFTU1GQVozM2hHdF96YjVCMy1tSGcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="and me, i've got a crush" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/me_ive_got_crush/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10587251"&gt;and me, i've got a crush&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=261400"&gt;veritas&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/rvca/shop?brand=RVCA&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;RVCA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/everything_youre_not_demi_lovato/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10587281"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="everything you're not; demi lovato." src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlZsSTZGUVozM2hHQVVDLTJYOGg5MncAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="everything you're not; demi lovato." height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/everything_youre_not_demi_lovato/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10587281"&gt;everything you're not; demi lovato.&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=209476"&gt;FashionHigh.&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/burberry_bags/shop?brand=Burberry&amp;amp;category_id=35"&gt;Burberry bags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/briars_hollow_tryout_for/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10587768"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Briar's Hollow, Tryout for...." src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjJqNXdFZ2gzM2hHaVplMzhCMy1tSGcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Briar's Hollow, Tryout for...." height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/briars_hollow_tryout_for/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10587768"&gt;Briar's Hollow, Tryout for....&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=851532"&gt;&amp;hearts;Justine&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/fendi/shop?brand=Fendi&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;Fendi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/with_man_who_sold_world/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10585313"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="With the Man Who Sold the World..." src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFm9IbTFXUDUyM2hHZ1ZISEJ5OXlsRUEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="With the Man Who Sold the World..." height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/with_man_who_sold_world/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10585313"&gt;With the Man Who Sold the World...&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=569846"&gt;Lagerfeld4919&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/chanel_jewelry/shop?brand=Chanel&amp;amp;category_id=60"&gt;Chanel jewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-941657724742791799?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/941657724742791799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-we-all-know-that-with-ridiculously.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/941657724742791799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/941657724742791799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-we-all-know-that-with-ridiculously.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-60883316236240071</id><published>2009-07-15T21:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:48:14.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Is it normal for the monitor [on my desk top] to&lt;br /&gt;have strips of blurriness? It's not on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned the screen. Like, the actual pixels are&lt;br /&gt;messing up. No bueno, eh? Is anyone a computer&lt;br /&gt;nerd or at least have any ideas as to why it's happening?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sl6UmwyPafI/AAAAAAAAAWw/IcHeE9o9nhs/s1600-h/alexa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sl6UmwyPafI/AAAAAAAAAWw/IcHeE9o9nhs/s320/alexa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358884000269036018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she looks really cute here.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-60883316236240071?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/60883316236240071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-normal-for-monitor-on-my-desk-top.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/60883316236240071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/60883316236240071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-normal-for-monitor-on-my-desk-top.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sl6UmwyPafI/AAAAAAAAAWw/IcHeE9o9nhs/s72-c/alexa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6039725023413819308</id><published>2009-07-14T02:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T02:27:08.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;new banner.&lt;br /&gt;like? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SlwlFsRXlAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/P5CmjGxDfqM/s1600-h/sasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SlwlFsRXlAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/P5CmjGxDfqM/s320/sasha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358198436377629698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6039725023413819308?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6039725023413819308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-banner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6039725023413819308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6039725023413819308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-banner.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SlwlFsRXlAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/P5CmjGxDfqM/s72-c/sasha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1408823692508358202</id><published>2009-07-08T01:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:28:53.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mon Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SlQvX2MBV8I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Sklh2Mf74hQ/s1600-h/wishlist.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SlQvX2MBV8I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Sklh2Mf74hQ/s400/wishlist.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355957943579793346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Boyfriend blazer. Obvious, much?&lt;br /&gt;b. Topshop's perfectly shaped crop tops must be owned by moi!&lt;br /&gt;c. I'm in serious need of a maxi dress&lt;br /&gt;d. I adore all of those shoes. The flats are so pretty, especially those sequin flats. The dior heels are also fan-fuckin-tastic&lt;br /&gt;e. Those bags are particularly awesome. I effin adore that acid wash fanny pack.&lt;br /&gt;f. I need a nastygal dress.. That one is the one I want specifically..&lt;br /&gt;g. That Patricia Fields bag is LOVE. C'mon a bag that says Cunty? Must. be. owned!&lt;br /&gt;h. I want to take effortlessly chic photos like that. Ugh, she doesn't even look like she's trying. &lt;br /&gt;i. acid wash anything is like my current obsession.&lt;br /&gt;j. I really want a floppy hat.&lt;br /&gt;k. I want to be as BA as Bon Qui-Qui&lt;br /&gt;l. Those sunglasses are made of WIN!&lt;br /&gt;m. Boy do I wish I could get my drawing skills back. Use it or lose it, actually applies for me =/&lt;br /&gt;n. Ashton Kutcher is just.. yum. Did you guys see his onion boo-tay-tay? Hmm, I gotta find the pics again. They're from his latest flick.&lt;br /&gt;o. Don't I ALWAYS wish for Shia? Yes, yes I do. And I will keep wishing for him until he is mine.&lt;br /&gt;p. All those damn accessories are so cute! I especially love the betsey stuff. I saw the monkey ring in Macy's and was going to buy it. I bought a pair of shoes instead. &lt;br /&gt;q. First and foremost, I wish I knew how to get my hair to do that! It's gorgeous! I also wish I had those headbands and clips for my hair. Hair accessories add such a cute touch to a simple outfit.&lt;br /&gt;r. I love those roses. Really I do. My uncle grows them, but all the damn rain has sent them to flower heaven.&lt;br /&gt;s. That LV thing reminds me that I need to get my passport. Moreover, it reminds me that I can use my passport as points towards my license. How does this all connect with my wishlist: I wish I had my license.&lt;br /&gt;t. Anthropologie undies are seriously the cutest stuff on earth.&lt;br /&gt;u. I haven't had a doughnut in 2 months. I really really really really really really really want one.&lt;br /&gt;v. I found all of our Polaroid cameras, so now i really wish I had some film for them. Anyone know where to get some Polaroid film in NYC?&lt;br /&gt;w. Candles are just rather awesome. They make me think of Family Guy. So not only are they relaxing, but they are also funny.&lt;br /&gt;x. C'mon who doesn't want a heart-shaped flask? Losers! That's who!&lt;br /&gt;y. That lip balm just looks yummy.. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;z. I wish for anyone who read this, to have a nice day :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, a nice bit of sappiness right at the end there. Wonderful, innit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1408823692508358202?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1408823692508358202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/07/mon-wishlist.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1408823692508358202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1408823692508358202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/07/mon-wishlist.html' title='Mon Wishlist'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SlQvX2MBV8I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Sklh2Mf74hQ/s72-c/wishlist.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-7705557394494844946</id><published>2009-06-26T00:43:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:42:11.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Speeeeeeeak!</title><content type='html'>These are a list of things that I wish people would just hurry up and realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;1. Daisy Lowe is unattractive, unimpressive, and bulemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRpVp6JJdI/AAAAAAAAAVA/b4ZpW2CjCzw/s1600-h/daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRpVp6JJdI/AAAAAAAAAVA/b4ZpW2CjCzw/s400/daisy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351518077970884050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Aside from being hideous, both Peaches and Pixie Geldof are a. unimportant! Jesus do they even have jobs? and b. filthy. They don't look like they've showered in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRpVhbJs2I/AAAAAAAAAVI/ItvdZRXVbq0/s1600-h/geldofs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRpVhbJs2I/AAAAAAAAAVI/ItvdZRXVbq0/s400/geldofs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351518075693413218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Not every Indie movie can really be categorized as "the indie movie that could." Why can't it just be a good movie? Why should we constantly look down on indie movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRsOBYpSTI/AAAAAAAAAVo/tj294jm65sk/s1600-h/awaywego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRsOBYpSTI/AAAAAAAAAVo/tj294jm65sk/s400/awaywego.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351521245368764722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Alexa Chung will never truly replace Carson Daly. She can take his job. But the fact of the matter is that aside from little Nylon obsessed tweebs no one really knows who she is. Thus, she'll never have Carson Status. Rockin New Years Eve Avec Alexa Chung? Uh-uh don't think so.. wouldn't watch it if I was promised a million dollars and Shia locked in my closet for all eternity-- no questions asked. Yes I know, she's pretty. I'm not saying that she's not a beautiful girl. However, she wasn't a good model and as a TV host, frankly, she bores me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRpV6mT00I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/DddJYmmhZGc/s1600-h/alexa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRpV6mT00I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/DddJYmmhZGc/s400/alexa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351518082451100482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. All of Lady GaGa's songs sound the same, AND she looks like a tranny and an alien procreated. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRsOR88KFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PU4BW5qTUyQ/s1600-h/ladygaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRsOR88KFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PU4BW5qTUyQ/s400/ladygaga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351521249815963730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Brooklyn is about as cool as herpes. ok ok, I'll give it more credit than that! Herpes is actually cooler than Brooklyn. Whew! I almost insulted herpes for a second there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRqqPl7nSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/qfjnb5yL66M/s1600-h/brooklyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRqqPl7nSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/qfjnb5yL66M/s400/brooklyn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351519531195669794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If Jimmy Fallon is funny, then Jessica Alba's a good actress. Seriously, I'm gonna say a not funny joke and laugh at it more than anyone else will.. yeah, that's a great comedian right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRqqH82Z8I/AAAAAAAAAVY/K-ne1acJQmg/s1600-h/jimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkRqqH82Z8I/AAAAAAAAAVY/K-ne1acJQmg/s400/jimmy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351519529144313794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkG40rPBZAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4-Vg3dVLt0Y/s400/shia-labeouf-003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350761047391298562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkG40U6XzbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/rQFHYqsFmg4/s1600-h/shia-labeouf-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkG40U6XzbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/rQFHYqsFmg4/s400/shia-labeouf-002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350761041399106994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkG40GgnQGI/AAAAAAAAATw/SVNpgXY55xc/s1600-h/shia-labeouf-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkG40GgnQGI/AAAAAAAAATw/SVNpgXY55xc/s400/shia-labeouf-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350761037532971106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1464459815633590715?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1464459815633590715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-marry-me-mrlabeouf.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1464459815633590715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1464459815633590715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-marry-me-mrlabeouf.html' title='Please Marry Me, Mr.LaBeouf?!'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SkG409bkJiI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/UbgNRKhXgHk/s72-c/shia-labeouf-005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6147047105395518203</id><published>2009-06-21T17:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:58:22.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A is for area: Van Cortlandt Terrace, Bronx, NY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is for boob size: D.. I weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C is for career: Lazy Biatch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D is for your dog: Don't really like dogs enough to want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E is for essential items you use everyday: Glasses, stove, computer, flip flops, iLuv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F is for favorite song at the moment: Ego- Beyonce ft. Kanye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is for favorite games: Bioshock is just.. awesome. I love watching drunken Twister though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is for hometown: Erm, Riverdale.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for instruments you play: I play the organ.. the mouth organ! Eww.. let's forget that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is for Jam flavor on your PBJ: Grape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is for kids you last saw: My adorable cousins :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for last kiss: I kiss cheeks when I greet people. I also kissed a seal like a week or two ago. Aside from that my lips have been very unused :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is for fondest memory: First time my mom took me on a train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N is for name of your crush: Shia? Let's go with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O is for overnight hospital stays: I've never been in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P is for phobias: Strangers, Pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q is for favorite Quote:"What doesn't kill you makes you fatter." It sounds prettier in spanish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R is for biggest regrets: Not making her stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is for status: Single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T is for time you wake up: When my eyes open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U is for underwear type: the type that go underneath your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is for vegetable you love: Corn+Broccoli=greatness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W is for worst habit: I laugh really loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X is for x-rays you’ve had: Uhh, don't you get X-rays everytime you go to the dentist? Aside from that.. NEVAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is for yummy food you make: I make everything, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z is for last Zoo visited: I went to the Zoo on Wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6147047105395518203?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6147047105395518203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-for-area-van-cortlandt-terrace-bronx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6147047105395518203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6147047105395518203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-for-area-van-cortlandt-terrace-bronx.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-4057832176444608977</id><published>2009-06-10T20:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:29:54.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Must we jump on every trend simply because Nylon tells us to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SjBOfI9V4lI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ilEeCtd_MLs/s1600-h/nylon-magazine-nike-sportswear-dunk-hi-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 0px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SjBOfI9V4lI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ilEeCtd_MLs/s400/nylon-magazine-nike-sportswear-dunk-hi-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345859054576460370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; No I'm not an idiot, so I can clearly understand that Dunks and Reeboks are not the same. However, aesthetically these two sneakers are nearly identical. I hate that people are making a big hooplah over the new Nylon dunks when there's nothing new about them whatsoever. These old school kicks have been around since I was a kid. Hell, I have pictures of me wearing the pink ones and the purple ones. My brother had them in red and blue. They're an old style that has been brought back by the "in crowd" at NYLON. These sneakers fall into the same category as most of the other clothes this season; they were taken from another era, yet we're being told that it's "new." &lt;br /&gt;Let's just stick to the classics kiddos!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-4057832176444608977?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/4057832176444608977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/must-we-jump-on-every-trend-simply.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/4057832176444608977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/4057832176444608977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/must-we-jump-on-every-trend-simply.html' title='Must we jump on every trend simply because Nylon tells us to?'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SjBOfI9V4lI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ilEeCtd_MLs/s72-c/nylon-magazine-nike-sportswear-dunk-hi-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-2836171156582970126</id><published>2009-06-09T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:40:28.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your life is an occasion, rise to it.</title><content type='html'>Another room option.&lt;br /&gt;A bit more boho I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/room/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=9359702"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Room #2" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkl2VGVyemxWM2hHLWFSQVpXVlc0dEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Room #2" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/room/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=9359702"&gt;Room #2&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=643291"&gt;Angie Baby&amp;hearts;&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-2836171156582970126?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/2836171156582970126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-life-is-occasion-rise-to-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2836171156582970126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2836171156582970126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-life-is-occasion-rise-to-it.html' title='Your life is an occasion, rise to it.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-2685419746178443887</id><published>2009-06-09T01:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:57:27.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh, dirty hipsters are only attractive from afar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the Virgin Megastores are closing.&lt;br /&gt;They had major, major sales.&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I went down to Union Square and bought a crapload of merch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3x6OqTj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/EsZsXdYqNf0/s1600-h/DSC02279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3x6OqTj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/EsZsXdYqNf0/s320/DSC02279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345194315428892626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3x6UIjRjI/AAAAAAAAASA/WY9IGG-P9Ag/s1600-h/DSC02280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3x6UIjRjI/AAAAAAAAASA/WY9IGG-P9Ag/s320/DSC02280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345194316897928754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bags full of merch :]&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3x6jxcnRI/AAAAAAAAASI/ycmHYqlV7uQ/s1600-h/DSC02282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3x6jxcnRI/AAAAAAAAASI/ycmHYqlV7uQ/s320/DSC02282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345194321095990546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2 virgin totes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si32C2Pwr4I/AAAAAAAAASw/N0q9baUBmKU/s1600-h/DSC02289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si32C2Pwr4I/AAAAAAAAASw/N0q9baUBmKU/s320/DSC02289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345198861540437890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 DVDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3x6yWF0AI/AAAAAAAAASQ/KqcsytP194o/s1600-h/DSC02285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3x6yWF0AI/AAAAAAAAASQ/KqcsytP194o/s320/DSC02285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345194325007781890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15 CDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3z8yc5AII/AAAAAAAAASg/PZodPQm-mbc/s1600-h/DSC02286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3z8yc5AII/AAAAAAAAASg/PZodPQm-mbc/s320/DSC02286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345196558419296386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ridiculously random things I bought from Target.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I love about Target.&lt;br /&gt;You can get such an awkward menagerie of items there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3z9ApllZI/AAAAAAAAASo/LJieDGJa2Xg/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3z9ApllZI/AAAAAAAAASo/LJieDGJa2Xg/s320/DSC02288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345196562230646162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-2685419746178443887?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/2685419746178443887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/bleh-dirty-hipsters-are-only-attractive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2685419746178443887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2685419746178443887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/bleh-dirty-hipsters-are-only-attractive.html' title='Bleh, dirty hipsters are only attractive from afar.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Si3x6OqTj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/EsZsXdYqNf0/s72-c/DSC02279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-4422722378314414785</id><published>2009-06-04T19:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:56:29.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Project: Make my room look like a 20 yr inhabits it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I need to change my room. It's been the same way for 5 years. It's really boring. I'd show you guys a picture but it's beyond dirty right now. I haven't cleaned my room in months. Ahh, how good it is to not have anyone nagging you about cleaning up :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/room_idea/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=9230151"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Room Idea #1" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlNzT1JHR2RSM2hHc0NDbTFBZFIzTXcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Room Idea #1" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/room_idea/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=9230151"&gt;Room Idea #1&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=643291"&gt;Angie Baby&amp;hearts;&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-4422722378314414785?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/4422722378314414785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-project-make-my-room-look-like.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/4422722378314414785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/4422722378314414785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-project-make-my-room-look-like.html' title='Summer Project: Make my room look like a 20 yr inhabits it.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1035833554461177905</id><published>2009-06-04T02:03:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:10:57.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Un-be-weave-able</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SidkMdVk2KI/AAAAAAAAARo/Oc1sCpDtF_I/s1600-h/DSC02235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SidkMdVk2KI/AAAAAAAAARo/Oc1sCpDtF_I/s320/DSC02235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343349648094714018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nope that's not a weave. That&lt;br /&gt;it is unfortunately my hair. &lt;br /&gt;It's half of my ponytail. &lt;br /&gt;I got really bored and &lt;br /&gt;decided to take a pic of my &lt;br /&gt;hair. Don't ask me why, I &lt;br /&gt;just did. So this post is &lt;br /&gt;an ode to all curly girls that &lt;br /&gt;can't do anything with their &lt;br /&gt;hair when summer rolls in :[&lt;br /&gt;[btw how great is it that it's &lt;br /&gt;2 different colors? lol]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1035833554461177905?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1035833554461177905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-be-weave-able.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1035833554461177905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1035833554461177905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-be-weave-able.html' title='Un-be-weave-able'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SidkMdVk2KI/AAAAAAAAARo/Oc1sCpDtF_I/s72-c/DSC02235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6092114587091219813</id><published>2009-05-24T00:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:47:40.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have I ever explained how much I hate Marc Jacobs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRUUBKvQI/AAAAAAAAARU/zrHZ47XSI2w/s1600-h/mjsp094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRUUBKvQI/AAAAAAAAARU/zrHZ47XSI2w/s320/mjsp094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339247505148919042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRUCocLDI/AAAAAAAAARM/E7T4WyW8TN0/s1600-h/mjsp093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRUCocLDI/AAAAAAAAARM/E7T4WyW8TN0/s320/mjsp093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339247500481801266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRUHII2LI/AAAAAAAAARE/1t2Shs8XS24/s1600-h/mjsp092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRUHII2LI/AAAAAAAAARE/1t2Shs8XS24/s320/mjsp092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339247501688494258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRTyoqCjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5ZbGrWuMlGs/s1600-h/mjsp091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRTyoqCjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5ZbGrWuMlGs/s320/mjsp091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339247496187742770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRTsgnrdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/V3ApJF8QpgA/s1600-h/mjsp09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRTsgnrdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/V3ApJF8QpgA/s320/mjsp09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339247494543420882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6092114587091219813?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6092114587091219813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/have-i-ever-explained-how-much-i-hate.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6092114587091219813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6092114587091219813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/have-i-ever-explained-how-much-i-hate.html' title='Have I ever explained how much I hate Marc Jacobs?'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjRUUBKvQI/AAAAAAAAARU/zrHZ47XSI2w/s72-c/mjsp094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-8593187046173205318</id><published>2009-05-24T00:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:42:43.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marc Jacobs Fall '09</title><content type='html'>This stuff is mildly ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQEYWtH6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/36qPoKiVYcM/s1600-h/mjf095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQEYWtH6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/36qPoKiVYcM/s320/mjf095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246131923460002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQEfDzOrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZZjMH9-PF44/s1600-h/mjf094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQEfDzOrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZZjMH9-PF44/s320/mjf094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246133723216562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQEKKL29I/AAAAAAAAAQc/kE4WqASn3zo/s1600-h/mjf093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQEKKL29I/AAAAAAAAAQc/kE4WqASn3zo/s320/mjf093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246128112851922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQDzw-AYI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sYWfta-17A4/s1600-h/mjf092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQDzw-AYI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sYWfta-17A4/s320/mjf092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246122101506434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQDzYXm2I/AAAAAAAAAQM/bIm5LXXs9MM/s1600-h/mjf09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQDzYXm2I/AAAAAAAAAQM/bIm5LXXs9MM/s320/mjf09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246121998326626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-8593187046173205318?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/8593187046173205318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/marc-jacobs-fall-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8593187046173205318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8593187046173205318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/marc-jacobs-fall-09.html' title='Marc Jacobs Fall &apos;09'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/ShjQEYWtH6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/36qPoKiVYcM/s72-c/mjf095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-8954595527195657253</id><published>2009-05-13T21:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:36:29.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Teyonalicious? Ehh, I'm not sold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Aww, Allison lost. &lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least Aminat didn't win.&lt;br /&gt;I was elated when she got knocked off first. &lt;br /&gt;Allison totally worked that runway. &lt;br /&gt;She definitely made moves.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess the judges liked Teyona's consistency. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sgt0CyhfzJI/AAAAAAAAAP8/N-9p94bJzdk/s1600-h/allison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sgt0CyhfzJI/AAAAAAAAAP8/N-9p94bJzdk/s320/allison.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335485774821313682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[once again, remember: comments go in the chatbox.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-8954595527195657253?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/8954595527195657253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/teyonalicious-ehh-im-not-sold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8954595527195657253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8954595527195657253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/teyonalicious-ehh-im-not-sold.html' title='Teyonalicious? Ehh, I&apos;m not sold.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sgt0CyhfzJI/AAAAAAAAAP8/N-9p94bJzdk/s72-c/allison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6356531317077524830</id><published>2009-05-11T23:25:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:46:11.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It looks like Club Night in Wendy's</title><content type='html'>I kinda went shopping today. Actually, my cousin was shopping and I went to the store with her. We were trying to find sandals for her and her kids. We found like the cutest yacht shoes for her 1 yr old son. I loved them oh-so-much! I wanted to get them for him, but his chubby feet felt too restricted. I love his chubby cheeks :] He looks so damn adorable. Her daughters are cuties as well.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I love the stuff that I bought. I took pics of all of the stuff that I've purchased today and in the past two weeks. Wow, I sound lame but since I adore the stuff so much I feel like showing it all off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sgj9cIgCDFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lKNNxhI8Z_8/s1600-h/DSC02245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sgj9cIgCDFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lKNNxhI8Z_8/s320/DSC02245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334792418380352594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sgj9bq0lxbI/AAAAAAAAAPk/YQ6jqUd37qY/s1600-h/DSC02243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sgj9bq0lxbI/AAAAAAAAAPk/YQ6jqUd37qY/s320/DSC02243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334792410413516210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sgj6mfLDm3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jFZADKOZGcU/s1600-h/DSC02246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sgj6mfLDm3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jFZADKOZGcU/s320/DSC02246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334789297730198386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; This vid explains it all seeing as the pics suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1654d74a95192d11" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1654d74a95192d11%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331907014%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A543F42734EF1CE4E799426BB393A1D21230F6A.4EE7B915FD48D331AC073152B41CB58466940A1C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1654d74a95192d11%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjYkiWG9ifVg-G93eHS4ReZL-Ezc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1654d74a95192d11%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331907014%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A543F42734EF1CE4E799426BB393A1D21230F6A.4EE7B915FD48D331AC073152B41CB58466940A1C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1654d74a95192d11%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjYkiWG9ifVg-G93eHS4ReZL-Ezc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I'm jealous of anyone who can actually work blogspot well. I totally suck at this lol. I haven't the faintest clue as to why the video seems like it doubled. I..don't.. know.. Also, any comments can be directed to the chatbox to the right--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6356531317077524830?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1654d74a95192d11&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6356531317077524830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-looks-like-club-night-in-wendys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6356531317077524830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6356531317077524830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-looks-like-club-night-in-wendys.html' title='It looks like Club Night in Wendy&apos;s'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sgj9cIgCDFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lKNNxhI8Z_8/s72-c/DSC02245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1646937900232183567</id><published>2009-05-10T02:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T02:59:23.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Technically Under Construction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i555.photobucket.com/albums/jj472/etchasketchinlola/corytire-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;temporary layout..&lt;br /&gt;like? dislike?&lt;br /&gt;any thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go back&lt;br /&gt;to the other one&lt;br /&gt;soon. I'm just in&lt;br /&gt;the process of fixing&lt;br /&gt;it and don't want it&lt;br /&gt;half finished.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1646937900232183567?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1646937900232183567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/technically-under-construction.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1646937900232183567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1646937900232183567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/technically-under-construction.html' title='Technically Under Construction.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-5124168890650306142</id><published>2009-05-01T22:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:51:10.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First pics of the summer :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sfuu-2XqLiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LJ11OLvMnM8/s1600-h/DSC02233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sfuu-2XqLiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LJ11OLvMnM8/s320/DSC02233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331046978692984354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are our footprints.. duh!&lt;br /&gt;J- Julian&lt;br /&gt;K- Katarina&lt;br /&gt;A-Angelica&lt;br /&gt;or.. Just Kidding, Asshole!&lt;br /&gt;My feet look small compared to theirs lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuvpyyxXsI/AAAAAAAAAO0/VaOr89AWm50/s1600-h/DSC02224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuvpyyxXsI/AAAAAAAAAO0/VaOr89AWm50/s320/DSC02224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331047716467334850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the weirdest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;For some odd reason, all of the seagulls&lt;br /&gt;positioned themselves on the rail&lt;br /&gt;equidistant from each other.&lt;br /&gt;For a second, they actually seemed&lt;br /&gt;like statues until one of them swooped&lt;br /&gt;down onto the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuvpkziQJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2EpPaxSCmxA/s1600-h/DSC02226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuvpkziQJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2EpPaxSCmxA/s320/DSC02226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331047712712442002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sunset :]&lt;br /&gt;See!&lt;br /&gt;Despite popular belief, NY /does/&lt;br /&gt; in fact have beaches.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Kate to answer your question:&lt;br /&gt;this is why the Bronx is better than Brooklyn.&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/1246633352152698238-5124168890650306142?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/5124168890650306142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-pics-of-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/5124168890650306142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/5124168890650306142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-pics-of-summer.html' title='First pics of the summer :]'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sfuu-2XqLiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LJ11OLvMnM8/s72-c/DSC02233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-2726595158865191546</id><published>2009-05-01T19:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:46:19.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Welcome to another fun-filled episode of WTF!&lt;br /&gt;Today our wonderful guest is Lady Gaga::crowd applauds::&lt;br /&gt;LG: Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks for coming on my wonderful show to be humiliated :]&lt;br /&gt;--silence--&lt;br /&gt;LG: Whatever, I'm beautiful dirty and rich.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Right, just dance and all that.. got it.&lt;br /&gt;LG: You can't read my pokerface!&lt;br /&gt;--crickets--&lt;br /&gt;Me: Great*cough*idiot*cough* So let the games begin!&lt;br /&gt;LG: oOo nothing like a LoveGame&lt;br /&gt;Me: *bangs head against wall* Exactly what were you thinking when you wore this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuHhKwDaRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/JGt8BmTLj7k/s1600-h/MTV%2BTRL%2BPresents%2BJonas%2BBrothers%2BT%2BLady%2BGaGa%2BTph-_ype5G9l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuHhKwDaRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/JGt8BmTLj7k/s320/MTV%2BTRL%2BPresents%2BJonas%2BBrothers%2BT%2BLady%2BGaGa%2BTph-_ype5G9l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331003587814451474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LG: I don't think, Akon thinks for me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Honestly, that's not a shock. At all. So why did you wear this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuH_39eSmI/AAAAAAAAAOE/D04tcfZAh0s/s1600-h/ladygaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuH_39eSmI/AAAAAAAAAOE/D04tcfZAh0s/s320/ladygaga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331004115346410082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LG: I'm Lady Gaga.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well isn't that precious. Let's just cut off you're mic and show some more of your "outfits."&lt;br /&gt;LG: Huh&lt;br /&gt;--silence--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuIrFGYl2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/N6NJXfM6d9Q/s1600-h/lady-gaga-photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuIrFGYl2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/N6NJXfM6d9Q/s320/lady-gaga-photo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331004857607821154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuIq_LCJiI/AAAAAAAAAOU/7EIifercQig/s1600-h/lady%2Bgaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuIq_LCJiI/AAAAAAAAAOU/7EIifercQig/s320/lady%2Bgaga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331004856016709154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuIq-LpTtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/scJRZ6RA7bM/s1600-h/lady-gaga-photo9-188x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuIq-LpTtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/scJRZ6RA7bM/s320/lady-gaga-photo9-188x300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331004855750840018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you even /own/ a pair of pants?!&lt;br /&gt;LG: There's nothing else that I can say.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I get it. She's on Konvict records so maybe she doesn't get paid much. But are you seriously telling me that they can not afford to buy her a pair of pants? Just one measly pair of pants! I think I'm going to start a charity to raise funds for Lady Gaga to get pants. Hmm, I think I'll call it the "Dress a Ho foundation." Meaningful, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, no I didn't actually have a convo with her. I just made that up with all of her song titles.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-2726595158865191546?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/2726595158865191546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-to-another-fun-filled-episode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2726595158865191546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2726595158865191546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-to-another-fun-filled-episode.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfuHhKwDaRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/JGt8BmTLj7k/s72-c/MTV%2BTRL%2BPresents%2BJonas%2BBrothers%2BT%2BLady%2BGaGa%2BTph-_ype5G9l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6112538587878462820</id><published>2009-04-27T19:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:14:07.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fifi lapin, je t'aime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfY76Cu9cbI/AAAAAAAAANs/Za1SU4b-D4M/s1600-h/fifi4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfY76Cu9cbI/AAAAAAAAANs/Za1SU4b-D4M/s320/fifi4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329513077391847858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfY75515ORI/AAAAAAAAANk/32vaNhLyns8/s1600-h/fifi3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfY75515ORI/AAAAAAAAANk/32vaNhLyns8/s320/fifi3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329513075005012242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfY75wsTxoI/AAAAAAAAANc/sWO7CWHLQz0/s1600-h/fifi2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfY75wsTxoI/AAAAAAAAANc/sWO7CWHLQz0/s320/fifi2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329513072548890242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I was thinking of drawing and blogging some fifi lapin-esque bunnies wearing the outfits in my polyvore sets and maybe a few other people's sets. Yet, I have this overwhelming feeling that it would be completely illegal. It's such a shame.. because I really want to do it =/&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6112538587878462820?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6112538587878462820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/fifi-lapin-je-taime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6112538587878462820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6112538587878462820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/fifi-lapin-je-taime.html' title='fifi lapin, je t&apos;aime'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfY76Cu9cbI/AAAAAAAAANs/Za1SU4b-D4M/s72-c/fifi4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1258411390595003290</id><published>2009-04-25T14:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:11:16.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF: Can it be true?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfNf7p-19RI/AAAAAAAAANM/UkyMbGqq6gc/s1600-h/scarlett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfNf7p-19RI/AAAAAAAAANM/UkyMbGqq6gc/s320/scarlett.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328708262595786002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Elderly women beware! Scarlett Johansson is stealing your curtains!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, ok! She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;might not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;stolen from&lt;br /&gt;an elderly woman! Regardless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she's still&lt;br /&gt;committing a crime. An extreme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hate&lt;br /&gt;crime against anyone with eyes or, rather,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;anyone who just so happens to have the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;misfortune of seeing her in this hideous frock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a pretty face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What a waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1258411390595003290?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1258411390595003290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/wtf-can-it-be-true.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1258411390595003290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1258411390595003290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/wtf-can-it-be-true.html' title='WTF: Can it be true?!'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SfNf7p-19RI/AAAAAAAAANM/UkyMbGqq6gc/s72-c/scarlett.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-5458207013552186327</id><published>2009-04-25T03:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T03:15:47.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Make way for the S-O-V!</title><content type='html'>OMG I neeeeeeeeeeeeed the new Nylon!&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know.. Nylon how "Omg I'm from Montana and want to be a hipster" of me!&lt;br /&gt;I'm appalled as well, dears. However it has Olivia [who I love] Kat [who I love even more] AND Dev[who I love the mostestest] *sigh &amp; swoon*&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, they've got an article[or as I say it: an arty-clay] on kicks [aka sneakers for anyone who couldn't get the reference, which I find hard to believe.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Christopher Mintz-Plasse on Nylon TV. &lt;br /&gt;I find him ridiculously hot, whenever he's not acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now, I'm searching through Nylon TV.&lt;br /&gt;They've got interviews with some pretty cool people.&lt;br /&gt;There's Dev, Lady Sov[who I also heart,] Utada[!]&lt;br /&gt;Dude that's pretty cool. Aww, maybe I'll give Nylon more of a chance than I previously have. I make no promises. I kinda sorta just hate the stylists and yeah.. I'm not going to start explaining my love-hate relationship avec Nylon lol. I'm getting Utada's CD from my cousin. Free CD's seem to make me like the artists more lol. Gah, I'm shallow and I'm starting to seem very cheap. Oh well that's life.. suck it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-5458207013552186327?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/5458207013552186327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/make-way-for-s-o-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/5458207013552186327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/5458207013552186327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/make-way-for-s-o-v.html' title='Make way for the S-O-V!'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-5936923936320366379</id><published>2009-04-08T00:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:48:05.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Q: Type in "[your name] needs" in the Google search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica needs a vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] looks like" in Google search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica looks like it's relative the carrot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] says" in Google search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica says she's learning from Derek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] wants" in Google ... search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica wants chocolate pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your ... name] does" in Google search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica does not snore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] hates" in Google search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica hates life. HAHA so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] asks" in Google search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica asks LJ for advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] goes" in Google search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica goes sexy in birthday concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] likes " in Google search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica likes to be the center of the universe. Haha also very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] eats " in Google search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica eats you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] wears " in Google search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica wears push up bras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] was arrested for" in Google Search.&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica was arrested for drunk driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] thinks" in google search&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica thinks that every family should have one favorite kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] is" in google search&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica is a genus of perennial herbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] finds" in google search&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica finds that it's easy to make things disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] donates" in google search&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica donates 5% of our base revenues from all services purchased by you when you mention to us the name of the organization below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] laughs" in google search&lt;br /&gt;A: Angelica laughs like a two year old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-5936923936320366379?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/5936923936320366379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/q-type-in-your-name-needs-in-google.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/5936923936320366379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/5936923936320366379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/q-type-in-your-name-needs-in-google.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6382229668166944973</id><published>2009-04-07T23:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:57:36.505-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Urban dictionary, you'll never know how you boost my self esteem</title><content type='html'>Definitions of my name: Angelica&lt;br /&gt;1. The most outstanding, smart and beautiful character from "Rugrats" and "All grown up" shows which were aired on Nickelodeon. Totally gorgeous girl with blonde hair and sexy voice.&lt;br /&gt;- Hello, who is your idol?&lt;br /&gt;- Jesus Christ, and yours?&lt;br /&gt;- My idol is Angelica Pickles. I always act like she. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A girl who has the looks, the smarts, &amp; is really into Paramore &amp; Starbucks. Hanging out with her is the best. Plus, you'll be laughing all the way to Imagination Lane until you get crocodile tears or until water comes out of your nose.&lt;br /&gt;Angelica is so fun to be with that water came out of my nose! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The most beautiful girl ever. She is untouchable, and any guy she gets with better know how lucky they are. This girl has guys waitin in line one by one, and bitches keep hatin! This girl wont take your shit! She is one of a kind aint no one else like her!&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna be like Angelica!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A nice beautiful brunette girl with blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;-All the guys like her.&lt;br /&gt;-Extremly attractive.&lt;br /&gt;-A great friend.&lt;br /&gt;-Popular and has lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;-Not into sports.&lt;br /&gt;-Can be a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;EXAMPLE: That girl is such an Angelica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most amazingly beautiful girl I've ever seen my life. The one who makes my world spin, for she is my sun and my stars. She gives me about a trillion nicknames and I love everything about her. We've been through thick and thin and I can't imagine even a day without her. I love you Angelica.&lt;br /&gt;I never truly laughed...I never truly smiled, until the day I saw her, my beautiful sweet Angelica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. a super dooper cool girl who atttends a catholic school. also known as angie.&lt;br /&gt;"omg, you're so super cool like angelica!" &lt;br /&gt;[That's soooo true!^]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the coolest most beautiful girl in the world who lives in nyc and is so wonderfully awesome with long brown hair. she also very pretty and nice, and at times smelly. she is also known as gelly. ohh.. did i mention she was pretty?&lt;br /&gt;"omg. that girl is so gorgeous. not as gorgeouse as angelica though!!!" &lt;br /&gt;[pretty accurate, but last time I checked--I don't smell.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6382229668166944973?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6382229668166944973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-urban-dictionary-youll-never-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6382229668166944973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6382229668166944973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-urban-dictionary-youll-never-know.html' title='Oh, Urban dictionary, you&apos;ll never know how you boost my self esteem'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6986204074928870715</id><published>2009-04-04T23:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:48:26.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed... Fo Real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Horrible play on words, my sincerest apologies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i555.photobucket.com/albums/jj472/etchasketchinlola/cw-antm12-fo-container_027662-293b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i555.photobucket.com/albums/jj472/etchasketchinlola/cw-antm12-fo-container_030581-de633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i555.photobucket.com/albums/jj472/etchasketchinlola/cw-antm12-fo-container_030032-5871c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i555.photobucket.com/albums/jj472/etchasketchinlola/cw-antm12-fo-container_032102-aef48.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6986204074928870715?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6986204074928870715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/obsessed-fo-real.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6986204074928870715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6986204074928870715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/obsessed-fo-real.html' title='Obsessed... Fo Real.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-2642788685263836209</id><published>2009-04-04T00:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:30:26.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Street Style..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdbiPrlicMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/t_BrPtnC9KI/s1600-h/streetstyle3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdbiPrlicMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/t_BrPtnC9KI/s320/streetstyle3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320688768810905794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdbiPSvC_mI/AAAAAAAAAMs/D4yXUUCmXWs/s1600-h/streetstyle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdbiPSvC_mI/AAAAAAAAAMs/D4yXUUCmXWs/s320/streetstyle2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320688762139901538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdbiPWePC2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/p39FfSioFXY/s1600-h/streetstyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdbiPWePC2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/p39FfSioFXY/s320/streetstyle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320688763143129954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdbiOx0nDCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nch1pwiJ5uw/s1600-h/street+style+elle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdbiOx0nDCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nch1pwiJ5uw/s320/street+style+elle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320688753304865826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: Elle &amp; Teen Vogue, I believe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-2642788685263836209?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/2642788685263836209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-street-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2642788685263836209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2642788685263836209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-street-style.html' title='Random Street Style..'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdbiPrlicMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/t_BrPtnC9KI/s72-c/streetstyle3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6961028787060258204</id><published>2009-03-30T01:49:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T02:46:36.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A photo can say a thousand words, I apparently can say a thousand more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Ripped from Kate:]&lt;br /&gt;1. A picture that describes your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBpXG5vTwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/c9m4y7Fs3kI/s1600-h/throwback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBpXG5vTwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/c9m4y7Fs3kI/s400/throwback.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318867005635251970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family = My life&lt;br /&gt;And I love it that way.&lt;br /&gt;[My brother and I.. 18 yrs ago] &lt;br /&gt;2. A picture that has a specific place where you want to be everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBgM2QO4VI/AAAAAAAAALE/lmyFUyqmu-8/s1600-h/Venice_Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBgM2QO4VI/AAAAAAAAALE/lmyFUyqmu-8/s320/Venice_Beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318856933762851154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venice Beach&lt;br /&gt;3. A picture of your favorite jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBhZ5sIVMI/AAAAAAAAALM/6SgqIv6idM8/s1600-h/oldnavy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBhZ5sIVMI/AAAAAAAAALM/6SgqIv6idM8/s320/oldnavy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318858257535096002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, fuck my Sevens. I could live in my Old Navy jeans =]&lt;br /&gt;4. A picture of something famous in your hometown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBiU98buRI/AAAAAAAAALU/P4lKxZuUT4E/s1600-h/bronx+zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBiU98buRI/AAAAAAAAALU/P4lKxZuUT4E/s320/bronx+zoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318859272289499410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A picture of a celebrity who people say looks like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBlWGjbRYI/AAAAAAAAALc/e5NIYWB-Dps/s1600-h/Madison_Pettis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBlWGjbRYI/AAAAAAAAALc/e5NIYWB-Dps/s320/Madison_Pettis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318862590315283842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Joshin' I've been told that she looks like my future child though /and/ we have the exact same hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBmLhUyZvI/AAAAAAAAALk/GYmJwp-CiN4/s1600-h/catherine_zeta_jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBmLhUyZvI/AAAAAAAAALk/GYmJwp-CiN4/s320/catherine_zeta_jones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318863508034709234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a blank, so I enlisted facebook's help. *shrugs* Not really, we have the same nose though. &lt;br /&gt;6. A picture of your favorite song. Yes, a picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBnhdx_LPI/AAAAAAAAALs/mWVUj2wPpA0/s1600-h/beautiful+mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBnhdx_LPI/AAAAAAAAALs/mWVUj2wPpA0/s320/beautiful+mess.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318864984552189170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Mess- Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;7. A picture of what you would use if you had to chose a single item of makeup to use for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBn9evLuvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gtTqaO-hZWc/s1600-h/bronzer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBn9evLuvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gtTqaO-hZWc/s320/bronzer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318865465845201650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm entirely too pale to not have bronzer. &lt;br /&gt;8. A picture of your favorite fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBoVGwfRNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PuXzjH1snmA/s1600-h/clementine3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBoVGwfRNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PuXzjH1snmA/s320/clementine3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318865871725085906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clementines are yuuuuummy&lt;br /&gt;9. A picture of your favorite scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBomuj2MWI/AAAAAAAAAME/kSIok8_JrcE/s1600-h/rockinrio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBomuj2MWI/AAAAAAAAAME/kSIok8_JrcE/s320/rockinrio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318866174467256674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockin Rio by Escada&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I don't have any left. Now I use Moon Sparkle or some shit like that lol. Regardless, I will love Rockin Rio always &amp;&amp; forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I need to stop doing these things. They make me realize exactly how lame I am lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6961028787060258204?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6961028787060258204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/photo-can-say-thousand-words-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6961028787060258204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6961028787060258204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/photo-can-say-thousand-words-i.html' title='A photo can say a thousand words, I apparently can say a thousand more.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBpXG5vTwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/c9m4y7Fs3kI/s72-c/throwback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-2756938599446072734</id><published>2009-03-30T01:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:39:48.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All I need is one mic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I've seen this a few times. &lt;br /&gt;However since Nik's is the last&lt;br /&gt;one I saw, I just officially&lt;br /&gt;jacked something from an 11 yr old. &lt;br /&gt;Go me! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one picture. &lt;br /&gt;one poem. &lt;br /&gt;one song. &lt;br /&gt;one phrase or quote. &lt;br /&gt;one item of clothing. &lt;br /&gt;one place.&lt;br /&gt;one disney princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBavxcctcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CT7TeoZBKLY/s1600-h/lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBavxcctcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CT7TeoZBKLY/s400/lights.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318850936697566658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple.whimsical.lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a young woman who lived in her Choos,&lt;br /&gt;Though she once had a house in a smart Chelsea Mews.&lt;br /&gt;So much on Jimmy,&lt;br /&gt;The house had to go,&lt;br /&gt;And with it, her Amex and husband in tow!&lt;br /&gt;--Amy Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;one song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Momma- Justin Nozuka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one[o.O] phrase or quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. What am I doing right?&lt;br /&gt;    Charles M. Schulz&lt;br /&gt;It takes only one drink to get me drunk. The trouble is, I can't remember if it's the thirteenth or the fourteenth.&lt;br /&gt;    George Burns&lt;br /&gt;I've never been a millionaire but I just know I'd be darling at it.&lt;br /&gt;    Dorothy Parker&lt;br /&gt;[I couldn't decide.. sue me!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;one item of clothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBYNQzN-4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Wmvrk2a5NGY/s1600-h/print+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBYNQzN-4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Wmvrk2a5NGY/s400/print+dress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318848144795892610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that it is finally time &lt;br /&gt;for me to grow up. First stop: my style. &lt;br /&gt;Ladies and well.. ladies, I'm officially &lt;br /&gt;going to buy a dress[that dress] &lt;br /&gt;and wear it. That might not sound &lt;br /&gt;like a big thing but the last time &lt;br /&gt;I wore a dress was Christmas, and the &lt;br /&gt;time before that was when the day I &lt;br /&gt;graduated H.S. [Hint: that was 3 yrs ago.] &lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it's major!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBYNDWLPXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hmfSh71hLtI/s1600-h/hawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBYNDWLPXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hmfSh71hLtI/s400/hawaii.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318848141184417138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know. I live in NY, why would &lt;br /&gt;I want to go to a remote island where &lt;br /&gt;there is no people and no trains? Duh! &lt;br /&gt;I want to go because there are no people&lt;br /&gt;and no trains. Plus, I've always wanted&lt;br /&gt;to be a surf bum. [It's true.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;one Disney princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBYNiXvvBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-gEGmGq6i7A/s1600-h/ariel-4.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/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBYNiXvvBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-gEGmGq6i7A/s400/ariel-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318848149512502290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-2756938599446072734?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/2756938599446072734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-i-need-is-one-mic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2756938599446072734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2756938599446072734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-i-need-is-one-mic.html' title='All I need is one mic.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SdBavxcctcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CT7TeoZBKLY/s72-c/lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1574013931560769206</id><published>2009-03-28T02:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T02:50:45.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My band o.O</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i555.photobucket.com/albums/jj472/etchasketchinlola/polyvore4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my CD cover? I got the idea from Nik, who got it from Parker. Cool idea right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what you do:&lt;br /&gt;1. go to wikipedia and click 'random article'&lt;br /&gt;2. the title of the random article you get is the name of your 'band'&lt;br /&gt;3. now head on to quotationspage.com and look for where it says 'random quote' or something like that. when you get there, scroll to the LAST and FINAL random quote and look at the last four or five words. that is the NAME of the album.&lt;br /&gt;4.  grab a picture to use for your album. &lt;br /&gt;5. edit the photo on whatever program you have (paint, gimp, picasa) with the band name and album name. [I was lazy and did mine on photobucket lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy kiddos XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1574013931560769206?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1574013931560769206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-band-oo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1574013931560769206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1574013931560769206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-band-oo.html' title='My band o.O'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-2268729548798645606</id><published>2009-03-15T14:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:13:43.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey stolen from... myspace I think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sb1TXH8Z8LI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ap09gofGbDk/s1600-h/IMG_0968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sb1TXH8Z8LI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ap09gofGbDk/s400/IMG_0968.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313494792101556402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP ONE:&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name with songs.&lt;br /&gt;A- "Angie"- Cobra Starship&lt;br /&gt;N- "Never Again"- Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;G- "Gives You Hell"- AAR&lt;br /&gt;E- "Everybody's Fool"- Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;L- "Look What You've Done"- Jet&lt;br /&gt;I- "I Love College"- Asher Roth&lt;br /&gt;C- "Careless Whisper"- George Michael&lt;br /&gt;A- "America's Suitehearts"- F.O.B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP TWO:&lt;br /&gt;– Name: Angelica&lt;br /&gt;– Birth date: February 16th&lt;br /&gt;– Nickname: Angie, Gigi&lt;br /&gt;– Eye Color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;– Hair Color: Naturally brown, auburn as of late&lt;br /&gt;– Zodiac Sign: Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP THREE:&lt;br /&gt;–The shoes you wore today: My flippie floppies&lt;br /&gt;–Your weaknesses: I'm obsessed with orange juice. &lt;br /&gt;– Your fear(s): Bugs, Sterility, Loneliness, Rats&lt;br /&gt;– Goal(s) you’d like to achieve: Graduate, Get a job, Marriage, Kids, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;– Your best physical feature: My eyes, they're big and brown and I have wicked long lashes [Think Lluvy from ANTM.] &lt;br /&gt;– Your bedtime: When I pass out?&lt;br /&gt;– Most missed memory: Baseball games with my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;This Or That…&lt;br /&gt;– Pepsi or Coke: Pepsizzle.&lt;br /&gt;– McDonald’s or Burger King: McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;– Adidas or Nike: Nike.&lt;br /&gt;– Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Lipton!&lt;br /&gt;– Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate, who really likes Vanilla?&lt;br /&gt;– Cappuccino or coffee: Yuck on both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP SIX:&lt;br /&gt;Do You…&lt;br /&gt;– Sing: Badly, but yes.&lt;br /&gt;– Dance: Chyeaa! I'm hispanic, I think it's genetic for us to dance. &lt;br /&gt;– Take a shower: Who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;– Have a crush: It's probably more shocking for me to /not/ have a crush..&lt;br /&gt;– Do you think you’ve been in love: Nopes..&lt;br /&gt;– Want to go to college: I was in college, wasn't that great. Must go back soon..&lt;br /&gt;– Like high school: Loved it. &lt;br /&gt;– Want to get married: Well I'm a girl, so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;– Get motion sickness: If I'm reading in a car, yes, otherwise no I don't. &lt;br /&gt;– Think you’re attractive: Attractive enough to get free drinks :]&lt;br /&gt;– Think you’re a health freak: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;– Get along with your parents: yups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;In the past month…&lt;br /&gt;– Gone to the mall: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;– Eaten an entire box of Oreos: I haven't had Oreos in moooonths.&lt;br /&gt;– Eaten Sushi: Yup, California Rolls. Yummy:]&lt;br /&gt;– Been on stage: hahaha no.&lt;br /&gt;– Gone skating: Nopes.&lt;br /&gt;– Made homemade cookies: Nopes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;– Age you hope to be married:I'll probably kill myself if I'm not married by 35. &lt;br /&gt;– Numbers of Children: 2-4&lt;br /&gt;– Describe your Dream Wedding: Central Park. Spring/Fall. Hot groom.&lt;br /&gt;– What country would you most like to visit? England!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP NINE:&lt;br /&gt;In the opposite gender…&lt;br /&gt;– Best eye color? Hazel.&lt;br /&gt;– Best hair color? I'm an equal opportunity employer.&lt;br /&gt;– Short hair or long hair? I hate hair that goes past the shoulders, everything above is cute though.&lt;br /&gt;– Height: I'm obsessed with Tall guys. Tall really scrawny guys. Dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP TEN:&lt;br /&gt;– Number of people I could trust with my life: 4&lt;br /&gt;– Number of CDs that I own: 562, roughly. lol&lt;br /&gt;– Number of tattoos: None, I'm getting one soon though..&lt;br /&gt;– Number of piercing(s): Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Quiz&lt;br /&gt;Who were you with yesterday? Everyone at the supermarket:] &amp; my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;What woke you up this morning? My alarm&lt;br /&gt;Where are you? My brother's room.&lt;br /&gt;Is tomorrow going to be a good day? I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like anybody? Hmm, I've been known to do that.. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PAST&lt;br /&gt;Ever thrown up in public? Eww, no.&lt;br /&gt;What’s on your mind RIGHT NOW? How much I want to go to Montreal this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;What kind of home would you like? One with a roof &amp; walls?&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up? Alive.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you see yourself in 5 years? Having fun, probably drunk lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN GENERAL&lt;br /&gt;Do you like candy necklaces? I used to, then they became the international sign of X addicts so I stopped.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you fell over or ran into something? 10 mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;Do you listen to music every day? Word.&lt;br /&gt;Do you still go trick or treating? Nopes.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate? An apple, it keeps the doctor away :]&lt;br /&gt;Do you type fast? I'm 20, and this is 2009.. do I have a choice?&lt;br /&gt;What’s your favorite type of soda? Cranberry Splash Sierra Mist.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever moved? Twice.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever won an award? Yuppers, a few. &lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to music right now? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;How long ’till your birthday? umm 11 months?&lt;br /&gt;When were you the saddest in your whole life? When my mom died.&lt;br /&gt;Do you use EBay to buy or sell? Nopes.&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you mad? People who spit out their gum on the sidewalk. I almost ruined my new shoes yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard a song written about you? LMAO Nope, I'm not that easy..&lt;br /&gt;Something you want to happen in 2009? Economic growth.&lt;br /&gt;Summer 2008? It had it's highs and lows.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, do you miss 2007? Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONESTY SECTION&lt;br /&gt;1. Honestly, what color is your underwear? Baby blue with white hearts.&lt;br /&gt;2. Honestly, what’s on your mind? Orange Juice..&lt;br /&gt;3. Honestly, what are you doing right now? Typing?pe&lt;br /&gt;6. Honestly, have you done something bad today? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;8. Honestly, who is the last person you talked to on the phone? My uncle.&lt;br /&gt;9. Honestly, are you jealous of someone right now? Why is Adriana Lima so pretty? Not fair!&lt;br /&gt;10. Honestly, what makes you mad most of the time? Waiting on people&lt;br /&gt;11. Honestly, do you bite your nails? Nopes&lt;br /&gt;12. Honestly, have you had an eating disorder? lol who would admit that?&lt;br /&gt;13. Honestly, do you want to see someone this very moment? Yuppers&lt;br /&gt;14. Honestly, are you keeping a big secret now? Nopes&lt;br /&gt;15. Honestly, do you have a friend you don’t actually like? Many.&lt;br /&gt;17. Honestly, are you in denial? lol.. umm?&lt;br /&gt;18. Honestly, do you get up in the middle of the night and eat? Eww no.&lt;br /&gt;19. Honestly, do you like anyone? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;20. Honestly, does anyone like you? Maybe?…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGER SECTION&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you do when you’re mad? Sleep&lt;br /&gt;2. What’s the worst thing you’ve done when you were mad? Nothing. I internalize..&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever made anyone cry when you were mad? Nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING SECTION&lt;br /&gt;1. When was the last time you actually cried? It's been a while...&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever cried yourself to sleep? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do certain songs make you cry? No.&lt;br /&gt;4. What usually makes you cry? Memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you usually a happy person? Yessir.&lt;br /&gt;2. What makes you the happiest? Friends. Family. Laughing at others shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you believe in yourself? Psh, heck yes.&lt;br /&gt;5. When people say they think you are good looking/pretty, do you get happy? Who doesn't?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-2268729548798645606?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/2268729548798645606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/survey-stolen-from-myspace-i-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2268729548798645606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2268729548798645606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/survey-stolen-from-myspace-i-think.html' title='Survey stolen from... myspace I think.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sb1TXH8Z8LI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ap09gofGbDk/s72-c/IMG_0968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-8094627159493149567</id><published>2009-03-14T19:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:41:54.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I put up some new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;New obsession..&lt;br /&gt;New playlist..&lt;br /&gt;New header thinger..&lt;br /&gt;Chat box..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-8094627159493149567?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/8094627159493149567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-put-up-some-new-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8094627159493149567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8094627159493149567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-put-up-some-new-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6856565042008495057</id><published>2009-03-13T01:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:39:29.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>xo Betsey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbnuh_3bI1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/_a8UwsRYmss/s1600-h/betseyfall095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnuhCmCtkI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Xv9Xs1ajIlM/s400/betsetfall09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312539486859736642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6856565042008495057?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6856565042008495057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/xo-betsey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6856565042008495057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6856565042008495057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/xo-betsey.html' title='xo Betsey'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbnuh_3bI1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/_a8UwsRYmss/s72-c/betseyfall095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-128849608245807693</id><published>2009-03-13T01:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:42:24.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie's got a gun..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I decided to put up some of my favorite Fall 09 looks from my favorite designers.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it alphabetically, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Anna Sui &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbnq5xJ4GII/AAAAAAAAAIw/Cvp80c6LnsM/s1600-h/annasuifall093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbnq5xJ4GII/AAAAAAAAAIw/Cvp80c6LnsM/s400/annasuifall093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312535513628416130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbnq50_boeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qbevb6UKsrA/s1600-h/annasuifall092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbnq50_boeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qbevb6UKsrA/s400/annasuifall092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312535514658349538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbnq5UU2m7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/COEmOUuJHJs/s1600-h/annasuifall09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbnq5UU2m7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/COEmOUuJHJs/s400/annasuifall09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312535505889827762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnsGFvXdgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/HsNVlWEOCfE/s1600-h/annasuifall095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnsGFvXdgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/HsNVlWEOCfE/s400/annasuifall095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312536824824428034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnsFJx1D1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/GD1MjmZ77Qo/s1600-h/annasuifall094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnsFJx1D1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/GD1MjmZ77Qo/s400/annasuifall094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312536808728629074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-128849608245807693?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/128849608245807693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/annies-got-gun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/128849608245807693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/128849608245807693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/annies-got-gun.html' title='Annie&apos;s got a gun..'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbnq5xJ4GII/AAAAAAAAAIw/Cvp80c6LnsM/s72-c/annasuifall093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-3133702073317492562</id><published>2009-03-11T00:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:23:26.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's fluffy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/go_ask_alice/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=6311627"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Go Ask Alice" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFk1PZ2lMR3p5M1JHQTVDUDIwSWRDbmcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Go Ask Alice" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/go_ask_alice/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=6311627"&gt;Go Ask Alice&lt;/a&gt; - by &lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=192048"&gt;EtchaSketchinLola&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or are there massive&lt;br /&gt;amounts of bunny stuff lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbc9IrOrBBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rK4lRuwu4tA/s1600-h/rucksack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbc9IrOrBBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rK4lRuwu4tA/s320/rucksack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311781504759301138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnfAufpjUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jxJV_14EuwI/s1600-h/groove-market.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnfAufpjUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jxJV_14EuwI/s400/groove-market.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312522439033982274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnfAk1pf4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vP_Yp4THSbQ/s1600-h/fredflare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnfAk1pf4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vP_Yp4THSbQ/s400/fredflare.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312522436441898882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnfAl9PM_I/AAAAAAAAAII/FtpYhoo9ZN8/s1600-h/f21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnfAl9PM_I/AAAAAAAAAII/FtpYhoo9ZN8/s400/f21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312522436742165490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnfAc_5RiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ewsx5xHOR00/s1600-h/cmegamall.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnfAc_5RiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ewsx5xHOR00/s400/cmegamall.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312522434337392162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnfAaWV7XI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HLMYZ-K15Vg/s1600-h/apple_r_cool_bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbnfAaWV7XI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HLMYZ-K15Vg/s400/apple_r_cool_bunny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312522433626238322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-3133702073317492562?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/3133702073317492562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/wheres-fluffy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/3133702073317492562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/3133702073317492562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/wheres-fluffy.html' title='Where&apos;s fluffy?'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/Sbc9IrOrBBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rK4lRuwu4tA/s72-c/rucksack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1482762070844087663</id><published>2009-03-06T15:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:27:04.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Another Episode of WTF?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbGE9ChMswI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EoXLaHO4304/s1600-h/katie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbGE9ChMswI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EoXLaHO4304/s320/katie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310171619829527298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know Katie Holmes is on Broadway, or wants to be on Broadway or has a house on Broadway. Something of that nature, ya know? However, does that mean that she is now entitled to wear head to toe sequins like a showgirl? Katie, you're on a red carpet not on stage at Cabaret! Even if you look past the sequins, you are still left with a hideous dress. The cut [especially for her body] is horrible. The colors look horrendous. It's just ugly, pure ugly. I think she stole it from Liza Minelli's closet. The dress is bad, however it's really not the worst part of her outfit. The piece de resistance: the shoes. They look like they are straight out of payless. Ewww! I understand that she has to wear low heels as to not completely dwarf her lilliputian husband, but do they have to be that tacky? &lt;br /&gt;So Katie, I have but one question for you, "Wtf?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1482762070844087663?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1482762070844087663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-another-episode-of-wtf.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1482762070844087663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1482762070844087663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-another-episode-of-wtf.html' title='Welcome to Another Episode of WTF?'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbGE9ChMswI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EoXLaHO4304/s72-c/katie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-8706342579402318378</id><published>2009-03-05T23:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:42:24.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you made of plastic or are you just happy to see me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbCo1D9SMtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/d7kj_pDArd4/s1600-h/michelle+tractenberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbCo1D9SMtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/d7kj_pDArd4/s320/michelle+tractenberg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309929590218699474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Is that a banana in your pocket, or are you happy to see me?&lt;br /&gt;Photog: Uhm, th-that's a mannequin.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Riiiight! [to the mannequin]So what's your name, sunshine?&lt;br /&gt;Photog: No really, Michelle, that's a mannequin.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: oOo look a camera, lets pose together. Oh wait, I have to try and be sultry. Darn, I just look awkward again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[lol I like Michelle, it's just a weird picture.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-8706342579402318378?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/8706342579402318378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/are-you-made-of-plastic-or-are-you-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8706342579402318378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8706342579402318378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/03/are-you-made-of-plastic-or-are-you-just.html' title='Are you made of plastic or are you just happy to see me?'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SbCo1D9SMtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/d7kj_pDArd4/s72-c/michelle+tractenberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-7217095109373634381</id><published>2009-02-26T20:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:50:17.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SadF1O4nglI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jWFv222mIjI/s1600-h/wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SadF1O4nglI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jWFv222mIjI/s400/wtf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307287466710368850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Exactly what genius stylist told Demi Lovato&lt;br /&gt;to wear a Herve Leger bandage dress? When I &lt;br /&gt;saw this the only thing I could think of was&lt;br /&gt;"WTF?" Who would even let her touch that dress.&lt;br /&gt;She does not have the body for it at all. It's &lt;br /&gt;actually baggy in the front. A bandage dress &lt;br /&gt;should never be baggy! ::sigh:: &lt;br /&gt;What a waste of a pretty dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I think I'm going to do posts questioning &lt;br /&gt;celebrities sanity more often.//&amp;hearts;]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-7217095109373634381?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/7217095109373634381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/exactly-what-genius-stylist-told-demi.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/7217095109373634381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/7217095109373634381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/exactly-what-genius-stylist-told-demi.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SadF1O4nglI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jWFv222mIjI/s72-c/wtf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-7874929351201422307</id><published>2009-02-22T18:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:42:11.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions..</title><content type='html'>What I am about to write are honest confessions that have been on my mind for a bit, yet they're not exactly things that normal people should say. Basically, I'm about probably about to offend the like 2 people who read this so..you can feel free to hate me. I don't really care*shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Team Breezy! I'm so glad Chris Brown hit Rihanna. You don't even know. I was literally giddy. I ran around my house in fits of joy when I found out. &lt;br /&gt;#2. I have actually gone back to liking Miley Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;#3. I like Selena Gomez too.&lt;br /&gt;#4. I hate Demi Lovato though. She's really emo and annoying. HAHA Did you know she cuts herself? [Maybe I shouldn't laugh at that.. then again...]&lt;br /&gt;#5. I don't really like tweens. Idk why, everything about them just annoys me. I have actually left a movie theater because there were too many tweens/teens there. It made me sick... [Btw, I count anyone from 10-16 as a tween..]&lt;br /&gt;#6. I like Michael Phelps more, now that I know that he's a stoner.&lt;br /&gt;#7. I hate that parents try to make every famous person a role model for their children. C'mon is it /that/ hard to be a good parent? Why can't your kid look up to /you/ instead of some person on TV? The problem is that when that person that you have forced into a role model "fucks up" [or just lives their life the way THEY want to] you parents are all up in arms complaining that the "role models" are "failing your kids." No ma'am /you/ are failing your kids. Not Michael Phelps. Not Paris Hilton. Not Miley Cyrus. Not Britney Spears. You! Because if you actually payed attention and nurtured your simple bastard of a child, then maybe they wouldn't look to a stranger on TV for guidance. All in all, I would really love for parents to stop blaming their 12 yr old daughter's sluttiness on Miley Cyrus when the fact of the matter is /you're/ the ones that are buying your daughters the slutty clothes. Miley Cyrus doesn't hold a gun to your head when you're at a mall. She doesn't use some sort of secret mind control to make you or your child do things. She's just a 16 year old girl trying to figure out her life. Give her a break, and take care of your own fucking kids. &lt;br /&gt;[Surprisingly, I'm not yet finished]&lt;br /&gt;#8. I hate people with purity rings. I'm not against chastity or abstinence. I'm against the unnecessary flaunting of how "pure" these douche bags are. Honestly, if you were so pure and holy, you wouldn't need an outward sign of your morals. You would simply be justified in the fact that you HAVE morals.&lt;br /&gt;#9. Precursor: I'm not bitter, I just don't care about other people's feelings. That being said, I am so tired of hearing tweens whine about their "love" woes. At that age, you can't be in love. Just my opinion, but how can you be in love with someone else when you A. don't even know yourself and B. probably don't love yourself. Basically, you can't love another person until you love yourself so you really can't be in love at 14. I'm not sure if I'm getting this point across clearly enough.. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;#10. I'm not writing any of this for shock value. I'm actually writing this because I'm really tired of not being able to /say/ this stuff in public without being flogged in a public courtyard[perhaps even tarred and feathered.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's all. Feel free to add your own confessions as well. That's of course assuming anyone actually read all of that lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-7874929351201422307?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/7874929351201422307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/confessions.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/7874929351201422307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/7874929351201422307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/confessions.html' title='Confessions..'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-2644899423072694059</id><published>2009-02-18T20:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:39:01.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So in case anyone was wondering what happened on my birthday, which I doubt because less than no one reads this, I'll tell you. &lt;br /&gt;My bffl, my brother and I decided to be tourists for the day and went on the Circle Line boat tour of the city. It was really awesome until we got to the East River. We were going against the wind, so of course it got colder[much much much colder.] That's why I ahte my birthday so much, ya know aside from the fact that it means that I'm older. I hate it because it's in February, which means I can't do fun stuff like other lucky ducks. Also, since my birthday sis o close to valentine's day people tend to give me a shitload of red stuff for my birthday. I mean, I'm not ungrateful for the presents that I receive, I just don't really like the color red*shurgs* My friend Steve the ginger gave me a box of chocolates and Stoli Razz which led to an awkward convo with my family. I kinda sat there rolling my eyes for the majority of it. Oh, and did I mention that I only had 2 hours of sleep? &lt;br /&gt;Oh I skipped a part, you're probably wondering where steve and the fam came into play. Well after the circle line we drove around the city for a bit and I drooled as we past the white tents::sigh:: Then we dropped my friend at work and headed home. My brother had cooked dinner for like my whole family and it was scrumptous. I could complain about the dinner, but why bother. No matter how much I complain my family won't stop being crazy so what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are a few pics from the boat ride. Btw, the entire time we were on the boat we kept singing "I'm on a boat" by The Lonely Island ft. T.Pain. Good Times:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy128zHojI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-0r9hXOXNYg/s1600-h/DSC02114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy128zHojI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-0r9hXOXNYg/s320/DSC02114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304314416773702194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy12sNtRPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sHEUtBXWjnk/s1600-h/DSC02102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy12sNtRPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sHEUtBXWjnk/s320/DSC02102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304314412321817842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy12cMckAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/UztH6A_zZIU/s1600-h/DSC02108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy12cMckAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/UztH6A_zZIU/s320/DSC02108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304314408021561346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy12SxwFBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ajtHBPC1TSM/s1600-h/DSC02086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy12SxwFBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ajtHBPC1TSM/s320/DSC02086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304314405493675026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy12IE2W0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/kqwJOs_NuYE/s1600-h/manhattan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy12IE2W0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/kqwJOs_NuYE/s320/manhattan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304314402620988226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-2644899423072694059?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/2644899423072694059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-in-case-anyone-was-wondering-what.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2644899423072694059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/2644899423072694059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-in-case-anyone-was-wondering-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZy128zHojI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-0r9hXOXNYg/s72-c/DSC02114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6662915261018694214</id><published>2009-02-09T16:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:04:09.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My eyes turn into little hearts, whenever I see you♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZCoOgbp-hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sOPimc24hKg/s1600-h/dev.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZCoOgbp-hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sOPimc24hKg/s400/dev.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300921728592640530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;So incase anyone was unaware, I'm a major nerd. &lt;br /&gt;I loved Dev in Skins and Slumdog Millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was looking on imdb and found out&lt;br /&gt;that he would be playing Zuko in the Avatar movie&lt;br /&gt;and I almost died. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6662915261018694214?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6662915261018694214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-eyes-turn-into-little-hearts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6662915261018694214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6662915261018694214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-eyes-turn-into-little-hearts.html' title='My eyes turn into little hearts, whenever I see you&amp;hearts;'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SZCoOgbp-hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sOPimc24hKg/s72-c/dev.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1417943162126297483</id><published>2009-02-06T17:50:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:44:17.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, decisions, decisions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzKoW9w50I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SMV9TzMHF14/s1600-h/bdaysnake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzKoW9w50I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SMV9TzMHF14/s200/bdaysnake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299833656216446786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, I spelled decisions right the first two times &lt;br /&gt;but when I typed it the third time I fucked up. &lt;br /&gt;I'm a tard!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't decide what to do for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;So of course, I am turning to my imaginary readers:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The options are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzA4aFxtkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/q7SRdlqgplQ/s1600-h/circle+line.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzA4aFxtkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/q7SRdlqgplQ/s320/circle+line.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299822936816989762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle line cruise, then dinner in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzB5MbsgNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zPhMIZMPaok/s1600-h/champagne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzB5MbsgNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zPhMIZMPaok/s320/champagne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299824049842323666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going up to Pleasantville and drinking everything in sight.&lt;br /&gt;"Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzCP44DN1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/tEAebXGI6gM/s1600-h/cobrasnake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzCP44DN1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/tEAebXGI6gM/s320/cobrasnake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299824439729534802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, it's nyc of course clubs are always an option.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like everyone does that.&lt;br /&gt;So it's kinda lame, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzCpVcbYOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Or2SCuTYGNU/s1600-h/littleboots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzCpVcbYOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Or2SCuTYGNU/s320/littleboots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299824876895035618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe borrow an ID and go to Mercury Lounge or The Bowery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzHrHr3M4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/UnoJjVPqgX4/s1600-h/mooney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzHrHr3M4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/UnoJjVPqgX4/s320/mooney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299830405119554434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I could go see Paul Mooney at Carolines, and do dinner as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other suggestions are welcome, if you guys can think of anything:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1417943162126297483?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1417943162126297483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/decisions-decisions-decisions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1417943162126297483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1417943162126297483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/decisions-decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, decisions, decisions.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYzKoW9w50I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SMV9TzMHF14/s72-c/bdaysnake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-8962242038010195248</id><published>2009-02-05T18:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:06:28.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYt8zQrXxLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hoFVi5hWdVE/s1600-h/lily"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299466606623573170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYt8zQrXxLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hoFVi5hWdVE/s320/lily" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact: I completely forgot Lily Allen was a "singer."&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through polyvore sets, and someone&lt;br /&gt;had written something about how much they loved&lt;br /&gt;Lily's new album. I was stunned I was like "Oh wow,&lt;br /&gt;since when does Lily Allen sing? I guess she must&lt;br /&gt;be doing the Disney Star thing. Ya know, the "stars"&lt;br /&gt;are minutely famous for some random accomplishment&lt;br /&gt;then they get a disney approved record contract."&lt;br /&gt;Then this thought popped in my head, "Wait, wtf is&lt;br /&gt;she famous for again?" Then it all came back to me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, "she put out like one rather crappy CD with&lt;br /&gt;like 2 good songs." Jeez, how on &lt;strong&gt;EARTH&lt;/strong&gt; did I forget &lt;strong&gt;THAT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, all that having been said her new song&lt;br /&gt;isn't too bad. Give it a listen if you'd like: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q-wGMlSuX_c"&gt;The Fear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-8962242038010195248?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/8962242038010195248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/fact-i-completely-forgot-lily-allen-was.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8962242038010195248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8962242038010195248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/02/fact-i-completely-forgot-lily-allen-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYt8zQrXxLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hoFVi5hWdVE/s72-c/lily' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6545384473850244895</id><published>2009-01-31T22:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:18:59.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYUb0a1SC0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Q4v730tNuio/s1600-h/2music.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYUb0a1SC0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Q4v730tNuio/s320/2music.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297671124041206594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; I was wondering, does the playlist work for everyone?&lt;br /&gt;Can everyone see it?&lt;br /&gt;I was on IE earlier and it wasn't working.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm on my Mozilla it's working fine.&lt;br /&gt;So is it just my computer or other people's as well?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: It should be working now.. Thanks!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6545384473850244895?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6545384473850244895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-wondering-does-playlist-work-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6545384473850244895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6545384473850244895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-wondering-does-playlist-work-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYUb0a1SC0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Q4v730tNuio/s72-c/2music.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-8454818579899066558</id><published>2009-01-30T22:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:10:07.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYPApBVjfhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/cjGK6se4Vdg/s1600-h/fashionweekcalendar.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYPApBVjfhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/cjGK6se4Vdg/s400/fashionweekcalendar.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297289397683846674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Fashion week calendar, for anyone who hasn't seen it.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to Marc's show and Betsey's show on my bday::sigh::&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://coacd.blogspot.com/"&gt;COACD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-8454818579899066558?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/8454818579899066558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/fashion-week-calendar-for-anyone-who.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8454818579899066558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8454818579899066558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/fashion-week-calendar-for-anyone-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYPApBVjfhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/cjGK6se4Vdg/s72-c/fashionweekcalendar.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1587595748316204133</id><published>2009-01-29T15:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:13:14.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Je ne suis pas bien a photographie au francais</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-w7bWQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/eywnpRac82M/s1600-h/DSC01281.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296823578306238722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-w7bWQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/eywnpRac82M/s320/DSC01281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Just a sign near my uncle's job.&lt;br /&gt;He works at the triboro bridge.&lt;br /&gt;Glam, no?&lt;br /&gt;[Sarcasm's geared towards the pic, his job's actually kinda cool]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-mbwLVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WbF9oSXaUmA/s1600-h/DSC01276.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296823575489031506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-mbwLVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WbF9oSXaUmA/s320/DSC01276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Whitestone bridge, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-jFfksI/AAAAAAAAAEY/QYokEj_lpoA/s1600-h/DSC01273.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296823574590362306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-jFfksI/AAAAAAAAAEY/QYokEj_lpoA/s320/DSC01273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Queeeeeeeeeeeens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-QIOxOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CwB_oviq6JU/s1600-h/DSC01271.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296823569501570274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-QIOxOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CwB_oviq6JU/s320/DSC01271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; more Queeeeeeeeeeeens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-eFtPYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/gZJoJJdrpRI/s1600-h/DSC00948.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296823573249080706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-eFtPYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/gZJoJJdrpRI/s320/DSC00948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; [insert random graffiti that caught my fancy here please]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell they were taken by me, because&lt;br /&gt;they're all really dark and unfocused. I&lt;br /&gt;must have parkinson's or something. Everytime&lt;br /&gt;I try to take a picture my hand always&lt;br /&gt;moves thus ruining the mystique! Well..&lt;br /&gt;How much mystique does a sign really have?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. More to come I think. I've got&lt;br /&gt;more, but [believe it or not] they're&lt;br /&gt;worse than the ones I've already put up//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1587595748316204133?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1587595748316204133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-bad-nyc-photos-moi.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1587595748316204133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1587595748316204133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-bad-nyc-photos-moi.html' title='Je ne suis pas bien a photographie au francais'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYIY-w7bWQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/eywnpRac82M/s72-c/DSC01281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-7088734423438024137</id><published>2009-01-28T21:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:26:12.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm obsessed with Camilla Belle's haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJVjcm-I/AAAAAAAAADo/9LUfa7TjxL8/s1600-h/camilla12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296534588378356706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJVjcm-I/AAAAAAAAADo/9LUfa7TjxL8/s320/camilla12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJNKQkyI/AAAAAAAAADg/uDwREA8CE2A/s1600-h/camilla3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296534586125226786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJNKQkyI/AAAAAAAAADg/uDwREA8CE2A/s320/camilla3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJJ9bwHI/AAAAAAAAADY/pRquW8-Aqeg/s1600-h/camilla2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296534585266126962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJJ9bwHI/AAAAAAAAADY/pRquW8-Aqeg/s320/camilla2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJMY9xII/AAAAAAAAADQ/d62pXfPxrOs/s1600-h/camilla5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296534585918473346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJMY9xII/AAAAAAAAADQ/d62pXfPxrOs/s320/camilla5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJAjX9WI/AAAAAAAAADI/i03TBC9uzDg/s1600-h/camilla1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296534582740907362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJAjX9WI/AAAAAAAAADI/i03TBC9uzDg/s320/camilla1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;All of those photos are from her nylon shoot.&lt;br /&gt;[Don't I have a wonderful grasp of the obvious?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want that hair cut but I'm slightly&lt;br /&gt;afraid of cutting my hair that short. If I&lt;br /&gt;do cut it, I wont dye it light brown like&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to. I think the style looks better&lt;br /&gt;dark brown[my natural hair color] than blonde.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I just went through that,&lt;br /&gt;as though any of you guys care about my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do really love that hairstyle though//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-7088734423438024137?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/7088734423438024137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-obsessed-with-camilla-belles-haircut.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/7088734423438024137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/7088734423438024137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-obsessed-with-camilla-belles-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SYESJVjcm-I/AAAAAAAAADo/9LUfa7TjxL8/s72-c/camilla12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1844645156974839792</id><published>2009-01-24T23:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:32:27.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: this post contains two seconds of retardation!</title><content type='html'>I'm a nerd. &lt;br /&gt;I was looking through my computer. &lt;br /&gt;Trying to delete some old stuff, and&lt;br /&gt;I came upon a video that was supposed &lt;br /&gt;to be a picture. In other words, I &lt;br /&gt;spaced and instead of having the cam&lt;br /&gt;set on pic it was set on video. &lt;br /&gt;So you can't really see who it is, &lt;br /&gt;but you CAN hear my voice. I sound &lt;br /&gt;like a 12 yr old, I know. I swear &lt;br /&gt;I'm 19 though. I'm almost 20. &lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; depressing//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3174fe10d10a1b22" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3174fe10d10a1b22%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331907014%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47D85219443939176EBD21966713B06EADA4765B.6CCB8755E4ED26AEE64703D22FBA0486CA65E1CE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3174fe10d10a1b22%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl4XXs6qIZ_yJ7gIEDJuX51h2bFg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3174fe10d10a1b22%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331907014%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47D85219443939176EBD21966713B06EADA4765B.6CCB8755E4ED26AEE64703D22FBA0486CA65E1CE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3174fe10d10a1b22%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl4XXs6qIZ_yJ7gIEDJuX51h2bFg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1844645156974839792?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3174fe10d10a1b22&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1844645156974839792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/warning-this-post-contains-two-seconds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1844645156974839792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1844645156974839792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/warning-this-post-contains-two-seconds.html' title='Warning: this post contains two seconds of retardation!'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-8399341891310587340</id><published>2009-01-24T22:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:25:58.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you see the honest questions in my heart this hour?</title><content type='html'>Opening like a flower, to the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that song. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I asked people to ask me questions. &lt;br /&gt;I got a few, so here are the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parkereloise: whats goin on? &lt;br /&gt;Answer: Hmm.. I'm looking for a job, which sucks. Beyond that, ehh nothing's new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parkereloise again: what's the meaning of life?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: 42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieceofcouture: what do you wear on a day to day basis?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: I usually wear straight leg or skinny jeans, vests, v-neck T's, or tunics. For shoes, I usually go with my vans, chucks, flats, or the one pair of really comfy heels that I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POC: who's your favourite designer? &lt;br /&gt;Answer: My favorite designer is either Betsey Johnson or Marc Jacobs. Betsey appeals to my girly, playful side. Marc appeals to my edgey side. I love a lot more designers though. I hate Queeny.. 'tis all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, POC: favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Toughy, I don't watch too much TV anymore. Heroes is one of my faves though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunshower☼: What's your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Ehh, it changes everyday lol. A strong favorite of mine is "What Dreams May Come." Romantic Comedy wise, I'm a sucker for "Juno" and "Failure to Launch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrisstinaa: Where did you discover polyvore?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: My friend went to a fashion merchandising school, so she found out about it. Then she told me. I got ridiculously addicted rather instantly, but 9 months later she's /just/ getting hooked. That's bad, on my part, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manda&amp;hearts;JB: When is my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: You should know that by now.. Ugh, today's youth. Tsk Tsk Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manda&amp;hearts;JB: What if Joe Jonas asked me out?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Awkwardly enough, I was just talking about this yesterday. Well, not specifically Joe Jonas but I was talking about the topic. Long story short: I'm a big nerd who actually keeps up with youtube vlogs--hence my little sidebar of Phil DiFranco--and I watched one yesterday that was awesome. Basically, I agree with her. I'll have any celebrity that would have me. Shwiiing!&lt;br /&gt;Idk how to post a vid from youtube to here because I'm.. an idiot. So if someone would like to tell me that would make me really happy. Otherwise, &lt;a href= "http://www.youtube.com/user/communitychannel?blend=1"&gt;Check out Nat's videos!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemonade_Lagoon: Travie or Shia?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Same answer as above. I'll have either one that will have me. [Yes, that is in fact my chicken shit way of getting out of trying to pick my imaginary boytoy.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Upon A Time: What's with the whole showcase thing?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: I was confused about that too. TripMyWire was nice enough to explain it. Basically, you can now showcase one of your collections. You access it by going to your profile and clicking collections. On the next page you will be shown a list of your collections, you simply press "Showcase this Collection" [written underneath the title of the collection] and it will showcase your collection of choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to ask me more, because I'm stiiiiiill bored. I shoulda gone to the mall today :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-8399341891310587340?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/8399341891310587340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-you-see-honest-questions-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8399341891310587340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8399341891310587340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-you-see-honest-questions-in-my.html' title='Can you see the honest questions in my heart this hour?'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-5661375436525607387</id><published>2009-01-24T18:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:37:22.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXulptOSvUI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZNGkmOdV7IU/s1600-h/running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXulptOSvUI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZNGkmOdV7IU/s320/running.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295007922836913474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Always running away, but &lt;br&gt;never in the right direction.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-5661375436525607387?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/5661375436525607387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/always-running-away-but-never-in-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/5661375436525607387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/5661375436525607387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/always-running-away-but-never-in-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXulptOSvUI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZNGkmOdV7IU/s72-c/running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1407929672398118399</id><published>2009-01-22T02:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:57:19.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness is good for the soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXj85kYK5UI/AAAAAAAAACI/8VpEAB4Xs3Y/s1600-h/DSC01280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXj85kYK5UI/AAAAAAAAACI/8VpEAB4Xs3Y/s320/DSC01280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294259427921814850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;It's not fun.&lt;br /&gt;I spilled the juice I poured.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm boring everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[oOo look the idiot can kinda rhyme.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone's actually reading this, and that person actually thought there was a point to this post; they are actually very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;That was actually an improper use of a semicolon.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to use run-on sentences a lot. &lt;br /&gt;I'm actually typing every single thought that has come into my head for the past 2-3 mins that I have been typing this. &lt;br /&gt;Aren't you all impressed?&lt;br /&gt;I'm thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I hadn't spilled all of my cranberry juice.&lt;br /&gt;I like cranberry juice a lot.&lt;br /&gt;It's one of my favorite juices.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Actually, Actually..&lt;br /&gt;[[I'm a bit pissed can you tell?]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know!! I'll salvage this post with random true facts!&lt;br /&gt;Facts 1-10&lt;br /&gt;1. My name is Angelica.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have red hair[Yes, it did in fact come from a bottle.]&lt;br /&gt;3. I really want to go to Montreal.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've never been out of the country.&lt;br /&gt;5. My birthday is February 16th.&lt;br /&gt;6. I've only had one job in my life: tutoring.&lt;br /&gt;7. I used to have a cat named Mouser n__n&lt;br /&gt;8. I don't really have a favorite color, but I am drawn to pink.&lt;br /&gt;9. I leave my cell off because I enjoy forcing people to hear my voicemail.&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm a bit of an asshole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1407929672398118399?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1407929672398118399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/randomness-is-good-for-soul.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1407929672398118399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1407929672398118399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/randomness-is-good-for-soul.html' title='Randomness is good for the soul.'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXj85kYK5UI/AAAAAAAAACI/8VpEAB4Xs3Y/s72-c/DSC01280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-1436633495020296889</id><published>2009-01-22T01:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T02:47:41.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I think someone, who loves me lots, should &lt;br /&gt;make a header for me. yup.. that's what I &lt;br /&gt;think and I'm sticking to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Insert pics that Kate might like *shrugs*]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjTkrxJ3I/AAAAAAAAACA/wjY0Jt7Pm_s/s1600-h/DSC01242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjTkrxJ3I/AAAAAAAAACA/wjY0Jt7Pm_s/s320/DSC01242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294020181145757554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjTU-Q9UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/fqLh2yC-bcU/s1600-h/DSC01241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjTU-Q9UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/fqLh2yC-bcU/s320/DSC01241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294020176928372034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjTMA6KkI/AAAAAAAAABw/Ud5OzTdZSHE/s1600-h/DSC01240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjTMA6KkI/AAAAAAAAABw/Ud5OzTdZSHE/s320/DSC01240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294020174523542082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjTM9VuBI/AAAAAAAAABo/IhBI_tgWvaI/s1600-h/DSC01236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjTM9VuBI/AAAAAAAAABo/IhBI_tgWvaI/s320/DSC01236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294020174777006098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjS-sZ6dI/AAAAAAAAABg/VC4miHzmtHk/s1600-h/DSC01237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjS-sZ6dI/AAAAAAAAABg/VC4miHzmtHk/s320/DSC01237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294020170947881426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Btw, if it wasn't obvious enough by the &lt;br /&gt;blurred images and the LARGE wing &lt;br /&gt;in most of the pics, I was on a plane. &lt;br /&gt;I took these when I was coming back &lt;br /&gt;from North Carolina//&amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-1436633495020296889?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/1436633495020296889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/so.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1436633495020296889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/1436633495020296889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/so.html' title='so..'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SXgjTkrxJ3I/AAAAAAAAACA/wjY0Jt7Pm_s/s72-c/DSC01242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6457970113372879396</id><published>2009-01-21T23:37:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:57:36.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Poppins aint got shit on me:]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i555.photobucket.com/albums/jj472/etchasketchinlola/DSC02080-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zee inside of my bag. &lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I have to try to take a clearer pic. &lt;br /&gt;Is it me or is it a bit blurred? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just going crazy. &lt;br /&gt;So list of useless shit in my bag: &lt;br /&gt;Wallet, hat, Altoids, make-up bag, iPod, &lt;br /&gt;cam case, sidekick, random mail[??]&lt;br /&gt;iPod, hair clip thing, headbandy thinger,&lt;br /&gt;pearls, nail polish, Escada parfum,&lt;br /&gt;Princess carry thinger, glasses[ugly &amp; plain, no?]&lt;br /&gt;Folie a deux CD case + Ketchup packet &lt;br /&gt;[for no apparent reason]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically this is cheating, because&lt;br /&gt;I didn't include the shoes that I had &lt;br /&gt;in my bag. Yeah, I'm one of those uber&lt;br /&gt;prepared people who has like everything&lt;br /&gt;they will NEVER need in their bag//&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i555.photobucket.com/albums/jj472/etchasketchinlola/DSC02084.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this is another ultra blurry &lt;br /&gt;pic that has my oh so huge/cute &lt;br /&gt;Armani bag, which goes with my &lt;br /&gt;Armani scarf and Armani hat.&lt;br /&gt;Omg I'm an A/X zombie//&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6457970113372879396?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6457970113372879396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/mary-poppins-aint-got-shit-on-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6457970113372879396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6457970113372879396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/mary-poppins-aint-got-shit-on-me.html' title='Mary Poppins aint got shit on me:]'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-8164482619176628406</id><published>2009-01-14T20:42:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:27:13.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ny street style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polyvore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my style'/><title type='text'>Street Style Obsessed!</title><content type='html'>So my newest obsession is street style, specifically NY Street style. Due to it's originiality, I'm completely incapable of recreating it in sets. It's just so amazing to look at though. I was on &lt;a href="http://www.wunderbloc.com"&gt; Wunderbloc&lt;/a&gt; and found some really amazing photos of real average New Yorkers. I'm so envious of them. I &lt;em&gt;wish&lt;/em&gt; I could dress like them. I just don't think it would look right on me. I don't know, for some reason I feel like I can really only where clothes that range from colorful prep to like pseudo hipster-- btw if you understand what I mean by that, I just fell in love with you. Anything beyond that range makes me feel that I look like I'm trying too hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty positive that nothing that I just said makes sense to anyone but me lol. &lt;br /&gt;Oh well, check out some of these awesome photos. &lt;br /&gt;[None are mine, hopefully all the links work]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wunderbloc.com/images/people/886/7786_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.wunderbloc.com/images/people/886/7786_o.jpg"&gt; Wunderbloc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wunderbloc.com/images/people/874/7603_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.wunderbloc.com/images/people/874/7603_o.jpg"&gt; Wunderbloc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wunderbloc.com/images/people/858/7273_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.wunderbloc.com/images/people/858/7273_o.jpg"&gt; Wunderbloc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wunderbloc.com/images/people/838/6863_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.wunderbloc.com/images/people/838/6863_o.jpg"&gt; Wunderbloc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-8164482619176628406?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/8164482619176628406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/street-style-obsessed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8164482619176628406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8164482619176628406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2009/01/street-style-obsessed.html' title='Street Style Obsessed!'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-8882681289682628850</id><published>2008-12-23T02:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T02:11:29.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oOo it's a survey, because I'm bored :]</title><content type='html'>RICH KID&lt;br /&gt;[] You go tanning.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;[] You own something from Coach.&lt;br /&gt;[] You own something from Chanel.&lt;br /&gt;[] You own something from Juicy Couture.&lt;br /&gt;[] You own something from Louis Vuitton.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love/like going to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own an iPod/MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;[] You love Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have been called a brat&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have tons of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;[] You hate buying things that are on sale.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have more than one house&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTH ...&lt;br /&gt;[] Black is one of your&lt;span style="display: none;" onclick="'document.getElementById(" display="inline" display="none"&gt; &lt;span class="clickable"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline;" id="text_more693"&gt; favorite colors.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have thought about death.&lt;br /&gt;[] You wear chains.&lt;br /&gt;[] You like heavy metal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've shopped at Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have worn black lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your hair was/is dark.&lt;br /&gt;[] You dislike preps.&lt;br /&gt;[] You're an atheist / satanist.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have/want piercings.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKATER&lt;br /&gt;[] You can skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You wear plaid.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like Converse.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You hate MTV.&lt;br /&gt;[x ] You have/had/want blue, pink, red, purple, or green hair.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love/like skater girls/boys.&lt;br /&gt;[] You dislike pink.&lt;br /&gt;[] You hate preps.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You wear/wore skateboarding shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEEK&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love the computer.&lt;br /&gt;[] You like Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You need to wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[] You get straight A's.&lt;br /&gt;[] You love/like reading.&lt;br /&gt;[] You were/are in a band.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't care what you look like.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have a curfew.&lt;br /&gt;[] You always do your homework.&lt;br /&gt;[] You never miss school unless you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO&lt;br /&gt;[x]You are depressed sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have/had black-rimmed glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[] You like the band Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;[] You cry easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like emo music.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You hate being called emo.&lt;br /&gt;[] You keep/kept a journal/diary.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have written a sad poem.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have/had a sad MySpace/Friendster layout.&lt;br /&gt;[] You think emo kids are hot.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GHETTO/GANGSTA[wow, this is mighty racist..]&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like rap.&lt;br /&gt;[] You are in a gang.&lt;br /&gt;[] You wear rubberbands in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You swear a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have had a freestyle battle.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have worn converse with the tongue flipped out.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARDCORE [Wtf is hardcore?]&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like loud music.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love the Ninja Turtles!&lt;br /&gt;[x] You never walk anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You wear slip-on shoes.&lt;br /&gt;[] You love Norma Jean.&lt;br /&gt;[] You wear band t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] People have called you a freak and meant it.&lt;br /&gt;[] “Hardcore” dance&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your hair has been dyed more than one color.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You wear blue jeans.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREP&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love The OC.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have/want/had a tiny/medium sized dog.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your usual outfits consist of bright colors.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like buying shoes.&lt;br /&gt;[] You shop at American Eagle.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love/like to shop.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love jeans.&lt;br /&gt;[] You love Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;[] Getting your nails done is a fun thing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You wear big sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;[] You wear more than one accessory.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATHLETIC&lt;br /&gt;[x] You watch the Superbowl.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own track shoes or other sports related shoes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You collect your/others jerseys.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have/had had a special shelf for trophies and awards.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have posters or plaques of famous athletes.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, if the youth of today actually divides themselves into these groups I'm truly saddened for the future. Honestly, wtf is hardcore? Oh and, are you depressed sometimes? Who isn't depressed SOMETIMES. Honestly, I don't know anyone who's always happy. If there's someone who seems like they're ALWAYS happy, you should watch out for them. Chances are, they are really the most depressed people you'll ever meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I just wanted to ramble on about the bleak future of our world.. I'm done now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; Angie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-8882681289682628850?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/8882681289682628850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2008/12/ooo-its-survey-because-im-bored.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8882681289682628850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8882681289682628850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2008/12/ooo-its-survey-because-im-bored.html' title='oOo it&apos;s a survey, because I&apos;m bored :]'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-8594434515166963321</id><published>2008-11-23T00:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:33:04.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>describing the problem..</title><content type='html'>[I originally had this written as a comment in my other post, but I figured this was an easier way to respond back.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that when I view another person's set, I am incapable of commenting or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;faving&lt;/span&gt; it. I press the button, however nothing happens. Furthermore, the scroll that usually shows 3 other sets that the member has recently made is not working. It is just a blank box. Also, I am incapable of saving items to my polycloset. This has been happening to a number of other members as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some members have suggested for me to download Mozilla, because the problem only seems to occur for members who are using Internet Explorer. However, despite my love for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;polyvore&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not sure that I want to download a program just to be able to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Polyvore&lt;/span&gt; work properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This problem is recent. It has only happened to me for the past 2 or 3 days. The others days it was only temporary[for about 20 minutes or so] but it has not been working properly for me all day. I'm not sure if that helps, it's kind of hard to explain the problem..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-8594434515166963321?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/8594434515166963321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2008/11/describing-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8594434515166963321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/8594434515166963321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2008/11/describing-problem.html' title='describing the problem..'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-7209015039851663840</id><published>2008-11-22T19:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:18:36.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>polyvore hates me:[</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;polyvore&lt;/span&gt; being rather gay? I can't give faves or comments. Plus, that little scroll bar where it shows more sets isn't showing up. It's really irritating. It's been happening a lot since the music thingy went up. I mean yeah, the music thing is cool; however, I'd rather have basic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;polyvore&lt;/span&gt; features working. If I can't fave a set, who cares if there's music on it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grr&lt;/span&gt;! This is really irritating. Perhaps irritating is too strong of a word, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;.. peeving? o.O I'm not even sure if that's a word. Oh well, it's my blog and I can make things up if I want to so :P. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Polyvore&lt;/span&gt; won't even let me make a set. There's nothing on TV, I read all of my mags, I can't find the books I just bought, and now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;polyvore's&lt;/span&gt; not working properly. I might as well just twiddle my thumbs and do a weird dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, a teenager killed himself on a live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;web cam&lt;/span&gt; broadcast and no one did anything. Apparently some viewers even egged him on and laughed at him. Then again, let's be realistic here. Not to say that this isn't a very depressing and disturbing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;situation&lt;/span&gt;, but how where the online viewers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to know that he was serious? I've seen videos online of people pretending to do prank calls, or pretending to do a jack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Daniel's&lt;/span&gt; version of the movie "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Super size&lt;/span&gt; me." It's not as though the kid, who was college age, shot himself in the head. He overdosed on pills. For all the viewers knew, those were just candy. Yet the media wants to automatically point a finger at the depravity of our generation as the cause for this kids death. Like I said, it is very sad that it got to the point that he actually killed himself, and the police did not arrive soon enough. However, why isn't the kid to blame? Why is it automatically the viewers' fault? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt;, I'm rambling here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I was supposed to be doing a fashion blog. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, perhaps I'll do that next week. I totally forgot about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;byeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Angie♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-7209015039851663840?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/7209015039851663840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2008/11/polyvore-hates-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/7209015039851663840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/7209015039851663840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2008/11/polyvore-hates-me.html' title='polyvore hates me:['/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-831812528801717542</id><published>2008-11-12T00:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:18:23.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowzerz</title><content type='html'>Yay my blog looks slightly cuter now! So it's slightly less embarrassing to write on it. So maybe I'll actually tell people the link to it. Yay! Wow, one day I'm really gonna have to stop being so damn sarcastic. It's a sickness people, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that as of next monday, this will be a fashion blog. oOo la la.. I'll do a bunch of trends and maybe like a set of the day kinda thing. Yeah, also if I can rope anyone into doing an interview, then that'll be included as well. However, I doubt anyone will do it. Whatever. The point is, I'll actually be posting here from now on. I've even added it into my to-do list of necessary things to do each day. I've realized that I've become really ADD and can't keep my mind focused on anything, or finish anything. So, my remedy is a fashion blog. And yes I know that it kinda sounds like a weird way to solve it but it's the only thing I could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay me!&lt;br /&gt;Angerz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-831812528801717542?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/831812528801717542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2008/11/wowzerz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/831812528801717542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/831812528801717542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2008/11/wowzerz.html' title='Wowzerz'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246633352152698238.post-6023736209411112529</id><published>2008-10-15T03:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T03:17:32.428-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorkiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polyvore'/><title type='text'>3 AM, Oh my..</title><content type='html'>Well yeah, it's uber late however I'm beyond bored and not really tired. So what does that mean? It means I add a wonderful blog to the interwebby. Yay!! lol So I was contemplating the whole vlog idea but that's probably not going to happen seeing as the cam decided not to like me. Explain? Sure invisible readers, I'll explain. Well I have a webcam a dumb cheap little webcam that did not come with a disc. I just plugged it in and it installed itself. Then I moved the computer from one side of the room to the other and had to like unplug everything, including the cam. So [I say so waaay too much, "so" "um" and "like" are like my favorite words] when I put everything back together and plugged everything where it needed to be, the cam decided to be a gay-mosexual* and not work! It refuses to install itself again, and it didn't come with a CD-ROM so it sits there day after day. Boo Webcam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this isn't going to be a vlog, I was thinking maybe I could do a fashion blog. I'm undecided on that one lads and lassies. Fact of the matter is, I have no style. I'm a jeans and tee kinda girl, homes. Hense why all of my sets are like freakin space boots and a tutu. Wow, shockingly I haven't paired those yet. I guess I have something to do tomorrow:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, if I don't do a vlog or a fashion blog what exactly am I gonna write in here? I mean my other blog was supposed to help me decide if I really want to be a writer and I totally dumped that shiat. Idk, it got lame I guess. I did like 2 or 3 and forgot about it. Ehh, we'll see what happens wont we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I am truly a longwinded person. I typed all this nonsense in 17 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anypoo,&lt;br /&gt;Abracadabra Homes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gay-mosexual, it's just an ism of mine. It's not meant to offend anyone at all. I &lt;3 gay people. So much so that I'm totally like hop skipping and jumping to the parade on Halloween :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1246633352152698238-6023736209411112529?l=ragsandslags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/feeds/6023736209411112529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-am-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6023736209411112529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1246633352152698238/posts/default/6023736209411112529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ragsandslags.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-am-oh-my.html' title='3 AM, Oh my..'/><author><name>Angie :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07139422951520699863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egoEFQiXqDk/SpTQufD4T6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/EYDo1jvmyCI/S220/310.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
