<?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-7502015768382607588</id><updated>2012-01-31T05:36:51.552-08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='technology'/><category term='piercing'/><category term='magazine'/><category term='ugly cats'/><category term='movies'/><category term='contests'/><category term='beach'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='tag'/><category term='stuff i wrote'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='hair'/><category term='internship'/><category term='artsy stuff'/><category term='Pretty things'/><category term='summer'/><category term='outfit'/><category term='travel'/><category term='prom'/><category term='celebrities'/><category term='tv'/><category term='senior project'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='designers'/><category term='driving'/><category term='new york'/><category term='work'/><category term='fashon'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='random'/><category term='books and other smart stuff'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='street style'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='college'/><category term='music'/><category term='school'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='toys'/><category term='awareness'/><category term='jewelry'/><category term='makeup'/><category term='food'/><category term='mac'/><category term='awards'/><category term='philadelphia'/><category term='true story'/><category term='runway'/><category term='fun things'/><title type='text'>Narnia's Closet</title><subtitle type='html'>During a game of hide and seek 4 children escape through a closet full of furs into an enchanted world filled with magic and talking animals. Personally I can't say whether I'd rather end up in a closet  full of coats or another world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-271789363575184019</id><published>2009-08-21T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:51:52.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books and other smart stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>little boxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.woostercollective.com/vinchennewlisting-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 392px;" src="http://www.woostercollective.com/vinchennewlisting-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;street art by Vinchen courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.woostercollective.com/"&gt;wooster collective&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hello. i'm sorry i haven't been much of a blogger. i feel like every post i've made recently has been me apologizing for sucking at blogging... but at the moment i'm packing for college and my moms trying to pack up the house too, she's moving into a new place. basically neither of us is very organized or motivated so this isn't going that well...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marshall.edu/library/bannedbooks/images/slaughterhouse5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.marshall.edu/library/bannedbooks/images/slaughterhouse5.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 475px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also, i finished &lt;i&gt;Slaughter House - Five&lt;/i&gt; which was amazing! I truly adore Kurt Vonnegut. I think he's brilliant and can't wait to read more of his books. I've also read &lt;i&gt;Cat's Cradle &lt;/i&gt;which was equally excellent. Both come highly recommended. Tell me if you've read any other Vonnegut and if you've enjoyed it. Hopefully I can pick up another book before Monday when me and my mom will drive 7 hours up to Boston to move me into my dorm (ah!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-271789363575184019?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/271789363575184019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=271789363575184019&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/271789363575184019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/271789363575184019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello.html' title='little boxes'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3057424680375113258</id><published>2009-08-13T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T12:35:32.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books and other smart stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><title type='text'>graphic and graphics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hanne-mugaas.com/artblog/ag3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 556px; height: 576px;" src="http://www.hanne-mugaas.com/artblog/ag3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm seriously in a very anti war mode at the moment, between reading &lt;i&gt;slaughterhouse 5&lt;/i&gt; and finding these amazing vintage magazines that once belonged to my grandfather. As my mom has been cleaning out our house and preparing to move to a new place she has unearthed some old editions of &lt;i&gt;Avante Garde &lt;/i&gt;magazine. According to wikipedia &lt;i&gt;Avante Garde &lt;/i&gt;magazine was published between 1968 and 1971, in the midsts of the cold war. It's filled with images and article that some might find obscene now, and I can only imagine their impact in the 1970's. Apparently an article written by supreme court justice William O. Douglas was used as evidence during his attempted impeachment. Yeah, that's edgy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hanne-mugaas.com/artblog/ag5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hanne-mugaas.com/artblog/ag5.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3167/2693642895_d969accea8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3167/2693642895_d969accea8.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite parts of the magazines though are the imagines of course, which art graphic and mostly done in the pop art style. Luckily there's a duplicate of one of the magazines so I'm eager to rip out the pages and decorate my dorm room which I move into a week from Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://madebysix.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/ag-contest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://madebysix.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/ag-contest.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 506px; height: 518px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;these are lost of stolen pictures... and i'm sorry for not giving credit or asking permission or whatever... but i'm also lazy and don't take credit for any of these pictures, and i'm sure whoever posted them online initially didn't call up the person who copywrited (copywrote?) the mag to begin with so whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3057424680375113258?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3057424680375113258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3057424680375113258&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3057424680375113258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3057424680375113258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/08/graphic-and-graphics.html' title='graphic and graphics'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3167/2693642895_d969accea8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8998444386478053887</id><published>2009-08-11T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:38:03.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mac'/><title type='text'>do the math</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.com/slideshows/fashionshows/F2009RTW/DSQUARE/RUNWAY/00050m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/fashionshows/F2009RTW/DSQUARE/RUNWAY/00050m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/fashionshows/F2009RTW/DSQUARE/RUNWAY/00230m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;DSquared2 FTW 2009 - courtesy of style.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How Olsen is the cup of coffee?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While I adore fashion, I also have a strong love of makeup, which is why I get a little excited whenever MAC does a collaboration with a fashion line. Serioulsy, H&amp;amp;M and Target are known for their designer partners? Add MAC to the list too! Dsquared2 will be putting out some lovely lippies and and other fabulous face products this October.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://butterflydiary.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://butterflydiary.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/d2.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 744px; height: 392px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://butterflydiary.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/d22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://butterflydiary.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/d22.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 532px; height: 313px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://butterflydiary.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/d23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://butterflydiary.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/d23.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 518px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;courtesy of &lt;a href="http://butterflydiary.com/2009/08/mac-d-squared-collection/"&gt;butterflydiary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;While I find the packaging kind of underwhelming the scuplt and shape product is definitely on my list! These products come in separates as pro-products, but are rarely combined and rarely in the normal MAC stores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will you be buying anything from this collection?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you use makeup to compliment your fashion?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8998444386478053887?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8998444386478053887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8998444386478053887&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8998444386478053887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8998444386478053887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-math.html' title='do the math'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-5976639867262739432</id><published>2009-08-09T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:32:33.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>will i never learn?</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/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sn83uyI6uTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/tsZpO17OL3g/s1600-h/IMG_2298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sn83uyI6uTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/tsZpO17OL3g/s400/IMG_2298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368070557721606450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sn83ulZ-2BI/AAAAAAAAAZc/97Qr3Qu6WeA/s1600-h/IMG_2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sn83ulZ-2BI/AAAAAAAAAZc/97Qr3Qu6WeA/s400/IMG_2293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368070554303518738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;jacket: argentina, tank: madewell, shorts: AA, boots: freepeople.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hello lovelies. i've had a busy few days, spending some time down the shore, and then spending the day visiting old friends in new york city. i adore the shore but my hubris self decided i didn't need sunscreen. bad move. i'm terribly sunburnt and i'm sure you'll be able to see the red in my pics from my city outfit. i tried my best to cover my skin from the sun by wearing my little grey jacket.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sn83vMmPP7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/d7UWNg54Ngc/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sn83vMmPP7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/d7UWNg54Ngc/s400/IMG_2290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368070564823908274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was so great seeing my old friends! The friends I met were friends I made in fifth grade at summer camp. Now I'm going to be a freshman at college and one of the girls is going to the same university as me! We've all grown up in different places and have always made time to see each other and it was great catching up. We went shopping in SoHo, stopping at Top Shop where I bought a sweater with a panda on it, and at Uniqlo where I bought a cute purple corduroy skirt. We also picked up these adorable cupcakes (pictured above) from &lt;a href="http://www.bakedbymelissa.com/#/home/"&gt;Baked by Melissa&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. I love my followers! Seriously! I want to buy you all little cupcakes!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-5976639867262739432?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5976639867262739432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=5976639867262739432&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5976639867262739432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5976639867262739432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/08/will-i-never-learn.html' title='will i never learn?'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sn83uyI6uTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/tsZpO17OL3g/s72-c/IMG_2298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1163082668735737345</id><published>2009-08-04T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:40:32.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>all points west</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/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SnjilX5bPBI/AAAAAAAAAZU/TLFD6-Aw-xY/s1600-h/IMG_2246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SnjilX5bPBI/AAAAAAAAAZU/TLFD6-Aw-xY/s400/IMG_2246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366288087709858834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a shot of a few of the art instilations at APW in front of the manhattan sky line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i've been such a lazy blogger lately it's not even funny. I guess I've just been on summer break too long. Friday was one of my busiest days in a long time. Me and my friend woke up pretty early in order to train it all the way to northern New Jersey for the epic All Points West music festival. All of the acts were amazing, my favorites included Vampire Weekend, The Nationals, and of course Jay Z. I was also impressed by all of the amazing art installations and fashion although the rain kind of distracted from all of that. I was glad I chose to wear my rainboots because by the end of the day I was covered in mud and soaking wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1163082668735737345?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1163082668735737345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1163082668735737345&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1163082668735737345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1163082668735737345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-points-west.html' title='all points west'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SnjilX5bPBI/AAAAAAAAAZU/TLFD6-Aw-xY/s72-c/IMG_2246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4527675065254247365</id><published>2009-07-31T05:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T05:51:19.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello. goodbye.</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to do a quick post before I left for All Points West. I won't be back until late saturday and I probs won't post then... so, just thought I'd give a breif update. I really wanted to wear my romper I picked up at the flea market last week but it looks like its probably going to rain all day so I decided to wear something that complimented my rain boots and rain coat a little better. Not quite as fun, but I'll just have to find another occasion to wear my romper...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-4527675065254247365?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4527675065254247365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=4527675065254247365&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4527675065254247365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4527675065254247365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-goodbye.html' title='hello. goodbye.'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4604018884181865952</id><published>2009-07-28T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T17:12:36.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='street style'/><title type='text'>fashion &amp; festivals</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the minor hiatus. I was visiting my best friend in New York and didn't get a chance to take photos. I'll be busy this weekend too. Friday me and my friend are attending the &lt;a href="http://www.apwfestival.com/"&gt;All Points West&lt;/a&gt; music festival. I'm so excited! We'll be seeing groups like Vampire Weekend, the Yeah Yeah Yeah's, and and Jay-Z. In honor of summer music festivals here some street style shots from Coachella and Bonaroo (courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/trendsshopping/stylenotes/"&gt;style.com,&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Coachella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trends/stylenotes/042908NOTES/29m.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trends/stylenotes/042908NOTES/29m.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trends/stylenotes/042908NOTES/09m.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trends/stylenotes/042908NOTES/09m.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trends/stylenotes/042908NOTES/08m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trends/stylenotes/042908NOTES/08m.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonnaroo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trendsshopping/stylenotes/061509_Bonnaroo/28m.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trendsshopping/stylenotes/061509_Bonnaroo/28m.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trendsshopping/stylenotes/061509_Bonnaroo/27m.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trendsshopping/stylenotes/061509_Bonnaroo/27m.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trendsshopping/stylenotes/061509_Bonnaroo/18m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/standalone/trendsshopping/stylenotes/061509_Bonnaroo/18m.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If anyone is gong to APW let me know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edit: some people seem to be confused. these are not my pics, they are from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.style.com/trendsshopping/stylenotes/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;style.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-4604018884181865952?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4604018884181865952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=4604018884181865952&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4604018884181865952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4604018884181865952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/07/fashion-festivals.html' title='fashion &amp; festivals'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-2427509590266850850</id><published>2009-07-22T23:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:15:29.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>you know you're having a lazy summer when...</title><content type='html'>+ your&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; come over and you dress up like a six year old on crack and rent the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;onas Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; concert&lt;div&gt;+ you do the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;bollywood dance workout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on demand at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1:40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ you laugh hysterically at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;toddlers in tiaras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;on TLC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ spending a day by the pool is a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);   font-weight: bold;font-family:'courier new';font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-2427509590266850850?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2427509590266850850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=2427509590266850850&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2427509590266850850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2427509590266850850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-youre-having-lazy-summer-when.html' title='you know you&apos;re having a lazy summer when...'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8082555541373036762</id><published>2009-07-20T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:03:46.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>these boots are made for walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I ordered two pairs of boots from &lt;a href="http://www.freepeople.com/"&gt;Free People&lt;/a&gt; and was more than excited when they came. They're both adorable and exactly what I've wanted - low boots that can be worn with pants, skirts, or shorts. Oh and both pairs were under $100.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wore this outfit to do a little dog sitting with a friend and then I met another friend for gelato. The town I live in is historically Italian and there are two different places where you can buy gelato within a block of each other. The Gelateria we were in was so adorable - the owners wife was working the counter that day and she chatted with a friend in italian while me and my friend enjoyed gelato covered in a shot of espresso. yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SmS5Xxe1DyI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Nvu1VhtAsL4/s1600-h/IMG_2207.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SmS5XmyrX5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/Ykn6t8LRMGg/s1600-h/IMG_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SmS5XmyrX5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/Ykn6t8LRMGg/s400/IMG_2211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360613271678967698" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SmS5Xxe1DyI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Nvu1VhtAsL4/s400/IMG_2207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360613274548506402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8082555541373036762?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8082555541373036762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8082555541373036762&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8082555541373036762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8082555541373036762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/07/these-boots-are-made-for-walking.html' title='these boots are made for walking'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SmS5XmyrX5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/Ykn6t8LRMGg/s72-c/IMG_2211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8784872924977735793</id><published>2009-07-17T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:33:21.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>toys'r'us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I must admit that at 18 years of age I like toys. Which is weird, because when I was at the age at which love of toys is supposed to peak, probably around 7 or 8, I wasn't much for toys. I preferred playing with my imagination. I preferred dress up. Now it is socially unacceptable to play pretend, it's called mental illness or poor adjustment. Dress up is generally ok as long as there's a theme party and alcohol involved... but besides that, imagination isn't quite cool. Maybe I am poorly adjusted afterall, although I'll deny any mental illness, thank you very much, and that's why I've started collecting designer toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14771521_00_d?$detailmain$" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 431px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i bought this hello kitty figure at urban outfitters and was happy to receive the rainbow one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just think there's no better way to decorate my freshman dorm that with little pieces of brightly colored plastic that can be described with adjectives like "cute" or "fun." My friends think I'm wasting money and call me a creep. I ignore them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've recently bought a hello kitty and a cupcake. I can't wait to expand my collection, although I hope my college room mate finds my habit as adorable as I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kidrobot.com/prodimages/alt_images/T08SR003-12.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 370px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: italic; font-size:x-small;"&gt;Cannibal Funfair toys available at &lt;a href="http://www.kidrobot.com/products2.cfm/ID/6380/name/cannibal-funfair--mini-figures#"&gt;Kid Robot &lt;/a&gt;- a store notorious for its immense selection of  designer toys and street art inspired apparel and posters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8784872924977735793?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8784872924977735793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8784872924977735793&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8784872924977735793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8784872924977735793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/07/toysrus.html' title='toys&apos;r&apos;us'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8490805714360032228</id><published>2009-07-14T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:46:01.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>summer in the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlzqZDnmChI/AAAAAAAAAY8/20wBZJ3Zma8/s1600-h/IMG_2181.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlzqZDnmChI/AAAAAAAAAY8/20wBZJ3Zma8/s400/IMG_2181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358415372853053970" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlzqYmhPlXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jfuBWvudJoU/s1600-h/IMG_2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlzqYmhPlXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jfuBWvudJoU/s400/IMG_2201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358415365041788274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(l) dress: AA, sweater: borrowed from friend, shoes: UO (r) tank: madewell, skirt: UO, necklace: (flea market find) Alex &amp;amp; Chloe, bag: Zara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday was as busy as my summer has been lazy. I woke up around 8 in order to get ready to go to a Punk Rock Flea Market at the Starlight Ballroom Philly thrown by &lt;a href="http://r5productions.com/"&gt;R5 productions&lt;/a&gt; (a show promotion agency in Philly). It was day two of the flea market so the pickings might not have been as good as they were on saturday but I still managed to pick up a perfect floral polyester romper for $10 and a book on baby endangered animals. My other great find was also a acrylic necklace that I thought looked very familiar. After doing some research I realized it was in fact an &lt;a href="http://www.alexandchloe.com/"&gt;Alex &amp;amp; Chloe&lt;/a&gt; necklace (featured in both outfits above)! And I only paid $5 for it. Then me and my friends headed over to Buffalo Exchange where I was able to sell some of my old clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After returning home I changed out of my sweaty clothes and went to dinner with my dad, girlfriend, and girlfriends daughter which went alright. Then around 9:15 I met some friends at a hookah lounge for a little going away party for my friend Sarah who is going to be a camp councilor for the next few weeks. Finally I got home around 1 and just collapsed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope everyone had a great weekend! I know I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8490805714360032228?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8490805714360032228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8490805714360032228&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8490805714360032228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8490805714360032228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/07/l-dress-aa-sweater-borrowed-from-friend.html' title='summer in the city'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlzqZDnmChI/AAAAAAAAAY8/20wBZJ3Zma8/s72-c/IMG_2181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3848628447958556601</id><published>2009-07-12T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T11:01:30.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>this is where i call home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlojJ0isjLI/AAAAAAAAAYs/QHEHETozVZM/s1600-h/IMG_2159.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlojJ0isjLI/AAAAAAAAAYs/QHEHETozVZM/s400/IMG_2159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357633358340590770" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SloiwulAKJI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Kdj6vADGb4U/s1600-h/IMG_2163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SloiwulAKJI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Kdj6vADGb4U/s400/IMG_2163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357632927242922130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shirt: madewell, skirt: ae, belt: vintage, shoes: steve madden, bag: BCBG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday me and some friends headed into Philly for shopping and dinner. It really is a very under-rated city. There's tons of art and shopping and really amazing restaurants. I mean what else would you expect from the city that gave you the constitution as well as the Urban Outfitters trifecta (UO, Anthro, and Free People). Sure, maybe we're a little dirty and have a problem with violence and poverty but we are also the second largest college city in the US! Next year I'll be living in the first largest college city but I'm sure I'll miss the beautiful city I've grown up in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3848628447958556601?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3848628447958556601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3848628447958556601&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3848628447958556601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3848628447958556601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-where-i-call-home.html' title='this is where i call home'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlojJ0isjLI/AAAAAAAAAYs/QHEHETozVZM/s72-c/IMG_2159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-307994892796110612</id><published>2009-07-08T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:03:46.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contests'/><title type='text'>i've got sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlVMab2TJCI/AAAAAAAAAYU/J9stD7-4CHU/s400/IMG_2061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356271348862886946" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlVMB8GJDlI/AAAAAAAAAYM/-Pda-oXpX5o/s400/IMG_2072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356270928022539858" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlVMB8GJDlI/AAAAAAAAAYM/-Pda-oXpX5o/s1600-h/IMG_2072.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;jacket: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; vintage gap, dress: AA, shoes: sperry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally broke out my Sperry's which I won in a Lucky Style Spotter contest (along with $500!). They're just so yellow... which I mean, i love about them. That's why I picked them, but they're hard to fit into an outfit. Tuesday me and my friend had dinner with two other girls who are also going to the same college as us. It was so nice getting to know our potential classmates and the food was amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I tried updating my computer hardware and managed to "misplace" all of my files, forcing me to take my baby into the apple store. Luckily the guy was able to find my pictures and such (allowing me to make this post) but he told me I'd have to get a new hard drive beacuse mine was on its way out. At least we caught it now. I'm now in the process of backing pu all of my files. Fun times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-307994892796110612?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/307994892796110612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=307994892796110612&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/307994892796110612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/307994892796110612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-got-sunshine.html' title='i&apos;ve got sunshine'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlVMab2TJCI/AAAAAAAAAYU/J9stD7-4CHU/s72-c/IMG_2061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-5562765778913764502</id><published>2009-07-04T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T18:24:27.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>life's a beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy fourth of July! I hope everyone enjoyed this lovely day of frivolous patriotism. I know I enjoyed the holiday, spending the day down at the jersey shore with my friends, having a cheeseburger for lunch and a crepe for dinner - so America. I also got a chance to wear my new fedora, the fedora I've been searching for for ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sk_9oIdO1DI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qpuXvHamOEI/s1600-h/DSCN2250.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sk_9oIdO1DI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qpuXvHamOEI/s400/DSCN2250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354777347873494066" style="text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sk_9hwxuYFI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8dy4RvL630k/s1600-h/DSCN2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sk_9hwxuYFI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8dy4RvL630k/s400/DSCN2249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354777238437781586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hat: j crew, sunglasses: raybans, blouse: forever 21, shorts: jcrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Also, question: &lt;/span&gt;What do people who don't live at least driving distance from the beach do during the summer? Seriously... where do you go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SlAAg2zyAxI/AAAAAAAAAX8/pqLdBasnzAE/s400/DSCN2262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354780521412035346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hat, le sport sac backpack, shirt, sunnies - beach essentials!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-5562765778913764502?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5562765778913764502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=5562765778913764502&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5562765778913764502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5562765778913764502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/07/lifes-beach.html' title='life&apos;s a beach'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sk_9oIdO1DI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qpuXvHamOEI/s72-c/DSCN2250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1320982807515564984</id><published>2009-07-02T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:45:48.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><title type='text'>back in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Unemployment doesn't suit me. Honestly, now that I'm home and not traveling all over like I was last month summer vaca has been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt;! And this laziness has motivated me to watch even more trash tv than I normally would (which is actually a lot anyway...). One of my favorite guilty pleasures at the moment has to be Paris Hilton's My New BFF. The only thing I object to about this show is Paris's 1920's influenced style (yes, it's the style I'm objecting to, not the shameless fame whoring).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.parishiltonzone.com/pictures/albums/wpw-20090223/normal_paris-hilton-havenevening16.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.parishiltonzone.com/pictures/albums/wpw-20090516/normal_paris-hilton-realityshow21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.parishiltonzone.com/pictures/albums/wpw-20090516/normal_paris-hilton-realityshow21.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 600px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.parishiltonzone.com/pictures/albums/wpw-20090526/normal_paris-hilton-hotel1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love vintage styles, the 1950's, 60's, and 80's are among my favorite decades, and while I can even get behind victorian or greecian inspired looks I am just not digging the flapper look. It's a little too middle school halloween party for me. I don't mean to imply that Paris is some fashion icon, I only mean to show my distaste for her new image. I don't mind the over the top pretty in pink, it's just this attempt at individualism that bothers me. Although, maybe Paris has had a history lesson? Her lifestyle does match that of the party girl flapper who flaunted her boyish figure in scandalous mini skirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pictures courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parishiltonzone.com/pictures/index.php"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;parishiltonzone.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1320982807515564984?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1320982807515564984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1320982807515564984&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1320982807515564984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1320982807515564984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-in-time.html' title='back in time'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-7627395077550170451</id><published>2009-06-29T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:45:26.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>read my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkmJ_10-BrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/DlCU6PFQVnI/s1600-h/IMG_2059.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkmJ_10-BrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/DlCU6PFQVnI/s400/IMG_2059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352961361980556978" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkmJ_tBJDqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/eTkcehU55UY/s1600-h/IMG_2052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkmJ_tBJDqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/eTkcehU55UY/s400/IMG_2052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352961359615692450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweater: gap, tank: heritage 1981, shorts: j crew, sandals: cole haan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went to my final grad party the other day. I guess that means high school is over. I also made the mistake of wearing a shirt with words on it. Usually I choose to wear more simple classic styles but I thought this shirt was cute and it kind of reminded me of a shirt on &lt;a href="http://www.pixiemarket.com/store/"&gt;Pixie Market&lt;/a&gt;. The problem was that people liked to read my shirt to me... not fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-7627395077550170451?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/7627395077550170451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=7627395077550170451&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7627395077550170451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7627395077550170451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/read-my-mind.html' title='read my mind'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkmJ_10-BrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/DlCU6PFQVnI/s72-c/IMG_2059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1575896977629860211</id><published>2009-06-27T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:30:26.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>no one loves scarlet more than rhett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I'm back from orientation! It was such a good time getting to meet so many people and choosing my classes. I'm especially excited to take intro to anthropology! I didn't get a chance to photograph most of my outfits (I didn't want to look like a creeper) but here's the outfit I wore the second day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkbGe1Hr7DI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AIBqAICkJ2s/s1600-h/IMG_2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkbGe1Hr7DI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AIBqAICkJ2s/s400/IMG_2047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352183440134106162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkbGeut98yI/AAAAAAAAAXM/C080kxu46O4/s1600-h/IMG_2046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkbGeut98yI/AAAAAAAAAXM/C080kxu46O4/s400/IMG_2046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352183438415622946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dress: modern amusement, shoes: steve madden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1575896977629860211?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1575896977629860211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1575896977629860211&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1575896977629860211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1575896977629860211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-one-loves-scarlet-more-than-rhett.html' title='no one loves scarlet more than rhett'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkbGe1Hr7DI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AIBqAICkJ2s/s72-c/IMG_2047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8905565312581914711</id><published>2009-06-22T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:06:04.062-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>you've been warned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt; I've been super lazy lately and resorting to t shirts and shorts beceause well, I go nowhere and own no clothing. I think I have a good sense of style (what else would drive me to create a blog devoted to fashion?) but thanks to years of uniformity and a summer spent hiking in Israel I have very little clothing that suits me or my current lifestyle (which is pretty much me doing nothing - yay unemployment). I'm slowly trying to put together a wardrobe that truly suits me. Hopefully this blog will follow that journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkB7-jcbZJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/PcV5iOEIYgA/s1600-h/IMG_2044.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkB7-jcbZJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/PcV5iOEIYgA/s400/IMG_2044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350412671912731794" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkB7-VTipgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hGNzs5Eh08M/s1600-h/IMG_2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkB7-VTipgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hGNzs5Eh08M/s400/IMG_2041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350412668117362178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkB7-jcbZJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/PcV5iOEIYgA/s1600-h/IMG_2044.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I love how my face doesn't tan yet the rest of me is nice and sun kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dress: vintage, shrug/cardi?: my friend brought it back from italy?, shoes: DSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I've been wearing this dress a lot! Like, A LOT! I'm sure you've seen it at least three times in the past month. That's like once a week. I just find it so beautiful and summery and versatile. I've worn it with a scarf and jacket, I've worn it belted at the waist, and the other night I wore it with a long shrug. I could have tied up the shrug but I loved how long it hung! I thought it created the nicest silhouette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wore this outfit to my Aunt and Uncle's anniversary/birthday party. It was so nice to see all my family although everyone was coupled off - except me. I'm the baby and all of my cousins are in their mid to late 20's so and involved in serious relationships. Me and my aunts mother were the only people there without dates. Lame. But I still managed to have a good time by discovering the pomegranate martini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow I'm driving to Albany with my dad to visit my brother then driving up to Boston  to attdent my college orientation. It still hasn't quite hit me that I'm done with high school, that I can't go back, that next fall I will begin school in an entirely new city with entirely new people. I'm nervous but still so excited! Hopefully I'll get a chance to blog while I'm there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8905565312581914711?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8905565312581914711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8905565312581914711&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8905565312581914711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8905565312581914711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/youve-been-warned.html' title='you&apos;ve been warned'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SkB7-jcbZJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/PcV5iOEIYgA/s72-c/IMG_2044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6582509759359463205</id><published>2009-06-18T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:43:21.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runway'/><title type='text'>"For somebody who don't drive I've been all around the world"</title><content type='html'>While punk inspired looks may be more trendy at the moment (and I can't deny loving the look as well - I have big plans for a pair of jeans and some bleach tomorrow) I still hold a soft spot for the 1970's look. Thats probably why this song delights me so much:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZIFknAdVvNM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZIFknAdVvNM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;This song was part of my friends mix CD that we listened to whenever in the car this week up in the Berkshires. Seriously, this song makes me nostalgic for a time period I never lived in. Luckily tons of designers seem to be channeling the same chakras as me when it comes to peace and love and have featured bohemian inspired looks in their fall 2009 runway shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2009/dd/MiuMiu/miu-miu_33a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2009/dd/MiuMiu/miu-miu_33a.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2009/dd/VivienneWestwood/vivienne-westwood_32a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2009/dd/VivienneWestwood/vivienne-westwood_32a.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2009/dd/Missoni/missoni_03a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2009/dd/Missoni/missoni_03a.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miu Miu, Vivienne Westwood, Missoni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pictures courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.instyle.com/instyle/"&gt;instyle.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6582509759359463205?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6582509759359463205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6582509759359463205&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6582509759359463205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6582509759359463205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-somebody-who-dont-drive-ive-been.html' title='&quot;For somebody who don&apos;t drive I&apos;ve been all around the world&quot;'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1066666815188997477</id><published>2009-06-14T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:54:58.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>ta ta for now</title><content type='html'>So I've been immensely busy and immensely tiered all weekend. I've spent lots of time with friends, going to hookah, going to grad parties, and cleaning my room. Tomorrow I'm leaving for my friends cabin in the Berkshires to spend a few days swimming, relaxing, and partying with a bunch of my classmates in honor of our graduation! I'll be unplugged for the next few days but I'll be home Thursday, hopefully with lost of pictures and stories.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;I always think of this song on hot summer days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/syqLReA_okU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/syqLReA_okU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1066666815188997477?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1066666815188997477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1066666815188997477&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1066666815188997477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1066666815188997477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/ta-ta-for-now.html' title='ta ta for now'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-7030315644121337404</id><published>2009-06-13T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T13:42:30.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Graduation!</title><content type='html'>I am happy to announce that I am officially a High School graduate. I feel like this is all I've been talking about for the past like six months, but now its official. I have a diploma! I'm so happy to be done, there's a lot of stuff frustrating me at the moment, which can only be described as typically high school and it makes me even more ready to move on and go to college in a few months.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjPw9OEyf-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/TrqdPi3UyBs/s400/IMG_1999.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346882117159780322" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjPxFh-Zw0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/gabXpZcEW2o/s400/IMG_1990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346882259940655938" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;you can't really see the detail on this dress, but it had really lovely gold embroidery on the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: italic; font-size:small;"&gt;dress: anna sui for anthropology, shoes: DSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-7030315644121337404?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/7030315644121337404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=7030315644121337404&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7030315644121337404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7030315644121337404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation.html' title='Graduation!'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjPw9OEyf-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/TrqdPi3UyBs/s72-c/IMG_1999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4916089166333696489</id><published>2009-06-11T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:53:44.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>split ends</title><content type='html'>I was in need of an emergency hair cut today. I had let my curls get too long and out of control. I meant to get a haircut about a week ago but I missed my appointment but never rescheduled. Then the humidity began and my already thick hair became curlier and frizzier. Then I realized "There is only one day until graduation!" I wasn't able to get in with my usual hairdresser with this timing so I made an appointment at a salon I used to go to, asking only "Is there anyone good with curls available?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went in and we had a short consultation, she said something about sexy bed head, I agreed. Sometime into the hair appointment I realized she was chopping bangs back into my hair. I've been missing my bangs so I was ok with this but now, it just doesn't look like my hair. Hopefully I'll wake up tomorrow adjusted... hopefully, tomorrow &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; the day of my High School graduation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);   white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d113/hannahk304/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo208.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d113/hannahk304/Photo208.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);   white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d113/hannahk304/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo207.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d113/hannahk304/Photo207.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-4916089166333696489?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4916089166333696489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=4916089166333696489&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4916089166333696489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4916089166333696489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-in-need-of-anemergencyhair-cut.html' title='split ends'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6808513560227963252</id><published>2009-06-09T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:16:20.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>keep your pants on</title><content type='html'>I believe I have given in - I have joined &lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/narniascloset"&gt;Look Book&lt;/a&gt;. So far I like it, I don't understand &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of the hype, but I do enjoy it. While browsing the rows of style available I was completely blown away by the use of garter belts! While I've seen corsets outside of the bedroom beforeI had never seen this form of underwear as outerwear. &lt;a href="http://pipeline.refinery29.com/trend_spotting/thighs_the_limit_breaking_out.php"&gt;The Pipeline&lt;/a&gt; seemed to notice an influx of garter belts too - much earlier than I did...&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://pipeline.refinery29.com/pipeline/img/garterbelts_trend_110608.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;A loose top keeps the garter belt from looking exclusively like lingerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pipeline.refinery29.com/pipeline/img/garterbelts_trend_110608_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pipeline.refinery29.com/pipeline/img/garterbelts_trend_110608_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;Victoria's Secret: During the victorian era high society women were chaste and encouraged to be asexual while high society men were encouraged to have affairs with many women and even engage in sexual activity with prostitutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;I've also joined blogloving.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: normal; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/blogg/556064/narnias-closet?claim=9u5nkk6w7a7"&gt;Follow my blog with bloglovin´&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6808513560227963252?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6808513560227963252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6808513560227963252&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6808513560227963252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6808513560227963252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/keep-your-pants-on.html' title='keep your pants on'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-9177355107135519666</id><published>2009-06-07T11:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:10:27.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>I would like to thank the Academy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiwCD916PCI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZGn0wspEGLA/s1600-h/IMG_1965.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiwCD916PCI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZGn0wspEGLA/s400/IMG_1965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344649124945476642" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiwCDkfx5WI/AAAAAAAAAVU/MJ_9LKiyn5E/s1600-h/IMG_1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiwCDkfx5WI/AAAAAAAAAVU/MJ_9LKiyn5E/s400/IMG_1980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344649118141769058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dress &amp;amp; belt: vintage, shoes: DSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are a little late but I guess it's ok. Friday was Prize Day, a day where my school hands out academic awards. Everyone dresses up for the event and it is comparable to any big hollywood award show. Following the academic "Academy Awards" a lunch was held for all of the seniors and their parents. They showed a slide show complete with video footage from elementary school and baby pictures! We were also given our yearbooks. Its so sad thinking this is practically the second to last time that my entire grade will be in one place. Graduation is in one week and I couldn't be more excited though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-9177355107135519666?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/9177355107135519666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=9177355107135519666&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/9177355107135519666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/9177355107135519666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/dress-belt-vintage-shoes-dsw-these.html' title='I would like to thank the Academy.'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiwCD916PCI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZGn0wspEGLA/s72-c/IMG_1965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1891041255369147451</id><published>2009-06-04T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:55:55.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>When I grow up I want to be a ballerina.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SigMeUNWo6I/AAAAAAAAAVM/4Lq6Uegs-R4/s1600-h/Karl-Lagerfeld-creative-d-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343534672835421090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SigMeUNWo6I/AAAAAAAAAVM/4Lq6Uegs-R4/s400/Karl-Lagerfeld-creative-d-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/may/30/chanel-tutu-glurdjidze-ballet"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;full article here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For most of my childhood I either wanted to be a ballerina, a teacher, or a combination of the both. Later I wanted to be a costume designer for the Pennsylvannia Ballet Company. I am only a week away from graduating high school and entering college, and I can't imagine studying any of those things for the next four years (although I'd be a teacher before I'd be a ballerina). If I could truely grow up to be one thing though I think I would still want to be a costume designer. If I could be reincarnated as one article of clothing though it would have to be the tutu Karl Lagerfeld designed for the dance of the dying swan. This is not Lagerfeld's first ballet costume but i think the combination of feathers and white plus the winglike details make it my favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KgLMA73XhLY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KgLMA73XhLY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1891041255369147451?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1891041255369147451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1891041255369147451&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1891041255369147451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1891041255369147451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-i-grow-up-i-want-to-be-ballerina.html' title='When I grow up I want to be a ballerina.'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SigMeUNWo6I/AAAAAAAAAVM/4Lq6Uegs-R4/s72-c/Karl-Lagerfeld-creative-d-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3593373375148931935</id><published>2009-06-01T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:02:12.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>Carrot Top</title><content type='html'>I've always loved red hair. For as long as I could remember my mom has been a faux ginger, out of all my barbies my favorite two had red and auburn hair, and my first kiss was even delivered by a Ron Weasley-esque boy. Now that I'm heading off to college and to a new beginning I long to change my hair drastically. I also plan to get bangs cut back into my hair. Change causes more change causes more change.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hair inspirations:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.vox.com/6a00e398e7af0d000400f48d04d15c0001-320pi"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.vox.com/6a00e398e7af0d000400f48d04d15c0001-320pi" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 310px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.vox.com/6a00d4142f47193c7f00fa96932ed70003-500pi"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.vox.com/6a00d4142f47193c7f00fa96932ed70003-500pi" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 324px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;(l) color, (r) cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know exactly what the color or cut will be but I want a change. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me know what you think about the color/cut.&lt;/span&gt; 'd love a detached opinion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh btw here's my face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiSiYh4M55I/AAAAAAAAAU0/yYQti6Zb5cg/s1600-h/Hannah_SemiFormal_2009_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiSiYh4M55I/AAAAAAAAAU0/yYQti6Zb5cg/s400/Hannah_SemiFormal_2009_0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342573600262907794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiSi1TSfaXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/396WvmXokIc/s1600-h/IMG_1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiSi1TSfaXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/396WvmXokIc/s200/IMG_1669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342574094562847090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;left: winter, when I had bangs; right: a week ago or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3593373375148931935?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3593373375148931935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3593373375148931935&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3593373375148931935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3593373375148931935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/06/carrot-top.html' title='Carrot Top'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiSiYh4M55I/AAAAAAAAAU0/yYQti6Zb5cg/s72-c/Hannah_SemiFormal_2009_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4294758745067680593</id><published>2009-05-30T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:10:36.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><title type='text'>I'd like to thank...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;all of my followers! I now have 20, which may seem small to some people, but it's huge to me! Also, if anyone wants to exchange links don't be shy, just ask!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Furthermore, thanks so much to Alice from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://yellowfootprint.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Alice's Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; for this sweet award!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mvo-jnedZjQ/Sh_FGfei1yI/AAAAAAAAALU/vRvKVTaJKI0/s400/1st_blog_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mvo-jnedZjQ/Sh_FGfei1yI/AAAAAAAAALU/vRvKVTaJKI0/s400/1st_blog_award.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mvo-jnedZjQ/Sh_FGfei1yI/AAAAAAAAALU/vRvKVTaJKI0/s400/1st_blog_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And thanks Leah of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatindienights.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What Indie Nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;for tagging me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So, here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What is your current obsession?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hate to say this but shopping. My internship puts in right in the middle of Philadelphia, about 3 blocks away from all the best shopping. Whenever I have a spare moment you can find me in Zara or Anthropology or something like that. We don't have those stores close to me, which is sad because I love them, but luckily they're right near the office buiding I work in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What is your horoscope &amp;amp; do you relate to it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm a Pisces. Pisces are described as creative, emotional, freedom-loving, and otherworldly as well as a little bit un motivated. I think this matches my personality very well... even the bad parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wishafriend.com/pf/hc/images/pisces.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wishafriend.com/pf/hc/images/pisces.gif" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 380px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What are you wearing today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;J Crew denim shorts and an Urban Outfitters t-shirt. Exciting stuff. Lazy Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What's for dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I had a chicken marsala Healthy Choice steamer and a piece of cheesecake. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What's the last thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;An ice cream sundae, or a train ticket. I don't know if the train ticket counts... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What do you think about the person who tagged you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She's so lovely and sweet and very interesting! I didn't know she was so international before reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;That question about a fully furnished, paid-for house that everyone answers with 'Paris' or 'New York'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'd love to go there, or live there. I just read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When Engulfed in Flames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; by David Sedaris and he spent an extended period of time in Japan. It sounded like such an interesting place to live, and I've always been obsessed with the street fashion. Oh, and did I mention sushi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQL58RngvL4/SBSIQXLe-wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9TTtTa_WV4M/s400/40657580_small_450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQL58RngvL4/SBSIQXLe-wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9TTtTa_WV4M/s400/40657580_small_450.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What is your must-have item for summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sun dress. Or maybe a straw fedora... oh I'm not sure. Really I'd just like to go to a bunch of music festivals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Lady GaGa concert. I missed her when she came to Philly and I'd love to see her live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.monstersandcritics.com/galleries/1355125/RWP-00072040085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.monstersandcritics.com/galleries/1355125/RWP-00072040085.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Who do you want to meet right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My college room mate. Apparently I've been assigned my housing but I won't find out what it is until next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What is your favourite piece of clothing from your own closet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm obsessed with my new white jeans. I guess that would be my favorite at the moment. That or my graduation dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What is your dream job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;writer, artist, mother, international do-gooder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What's your favourite magazine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;NYLON or Vogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I can't choose, so don't make me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gossipgirlinfo.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/blake_lively_and_leighton_meester_nylon_magazine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gossipgirlinfo.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/blake_lively_and_leighton_meester_nylon_magazine.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 420px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What do you consider a fashion faux-pas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Two tone hair. There is no reason for the top of your hair to be bleach blonde and for the bottom to be black. No reason! Also I really dislike those leggings with the lace at the bottom, and dark lip liner with light lips, and nail art, and oh you know, just general tackiness and ugliness and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Describe your personal style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I guess it would be classic with a touch of preppy, grungy, or bohemian depending on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What are you going to do after this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Watch TV? Actually I'm watching TV now. I will continue to watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Three styling tips that always work for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. Just because its a cute shirt or dress or something doesn't mean its an outfit, think head to toe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. dress for your body, not the body you wish you had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. when shopping remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;trying things on is free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Don't leave something on the rack because you don't think you can pull it off. Try it on before judging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;what&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What are you proud of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm a good writer, I'm a good artist, I arranged for an author to speak at my school about a topic I'm passionate about, I'm going to the college I wanted to go to next year, a lot of things I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What does your favorite underwear look like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have a pair of undies I bought at Aerie that are red and white with whales on them and resemble boys style breifs. They're so cute and comfy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pics.livejournal.com/tybone/pic/00bxgb99"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/tybone/pic/00bxgb99" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 477px; height: 490px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There are rules to this tagging shenanigan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Respond and rework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; – answer the questions on your own blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your own invention, and add one more question of your own. Tag eight others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'd like to tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tittees.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ash Fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://asiancajuns.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Asian Cajuns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisychaindreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Daisy Chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drrtylaundry.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;D!RTY Laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drollgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Drollgirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eednic.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Eednic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fashionconfectionairy.weebly.com./"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;FASHIONconfectionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;a href="http://juanitatortilla.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Juanita Tortilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139);  text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh also, check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://style.la-mimi.com/dress-your-body/jenny-yuen-handbag-giveaway/comment-page-2/#comment-4680"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; giveaway! 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I begin a great internship, I make a new friend, I find a book on a bench, I win a contest, I get a text from an ex who I've been thinking about. Good luck. Sadly I think my luck has run out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiCu4xhWnSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/AA8xDPJuhzI/s1600-h/IMG_1898.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiCu4xhWnSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/AA8xDPJuhzI/s400/IMG_1898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341461448450546978" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiCu4veHpEI/AAAAAAAAAUY/AHcwMTpWBeg/s1600-h/IMG_1896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiCu4veHpEI/AAAAAAAAAUY/AHcwMTpWBeg/s400/IMG_1896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341461447900111938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You completely miss the ruffle detail in the color of this shirt because of my hair. Oh another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sleepy face pic too. YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cardi: BCBG, Blouse: UO, Skirt: AA, shoes: Cole Haan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After work I met my ex in Rittenhouse Square. He's been at college while I've been in High School so I thought now that we were in the same place something would start up again. It was nice seeing him but I didn't really feel the same way I had felt over a year ago when we were dating. I was relieved to know exactly what my feelings were. I had spent way too much time on my outfit (white skirt and black racerback blouse) to be this underwhelmed - but otherwise it was fine, except when I mentioned my recent luck he told me that good luck was promptly followed by bad luck. What a jinx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiCu4XF5nzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4ldF2D2LHqw/s1600-h/IMG_1915.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiCu4XF5nzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4ldF2D2LHqw/s400/IMG_1915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341461441356078898" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiCu39BHvQI/AAAAAAAAAUI/74C7Sagz7eQ/s1600-h/IMG_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiCu39BHvQI/AAAAAAAAAUI/74C7Sagz7eQ/s400/IMG_1922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341461434356710658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiCu4XF5nzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4ldF2D2LHqw/s1600-h/IMG_1915.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;I should probobly stop taking pictures at the end of the day... not cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;tee: UO, skirt: kensie girl, belt: vintage, shoes: UO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today was rough. I thought it would be another lovely day, I got a ton of compliments on my outfit and while there wasn't much of anything for me to do in the office it wasn't horrible. Then after work I went to visit my friend. I had some time to kill before our train home so I thought I'd exchange the Shekels that have been sitting in my wallet since I went to Israel last summer into US dollars. It wasn't until I was back at my original location, 6 blocks away, that I realized I had left my cell phone at the currency exchange office. The office was closed. I walked all the way back to see if there was someone still there, but it was 40 minutes past closing. Then it started to rain as I walked to my train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My luck has turned for the worse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-355078954350866359?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/355078954350866359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=355078954350866359&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/355078954350866359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/355078954350866359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-my-luck.html' title='Just my Luck'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SiCu4xhWnSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/AA8xDPJuhzI/s72-c/IMG_1898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1891438556819906333</id><published>2009-05-27T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:45:16.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>America, the Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sh3S6Eno_CI/AAAAAAAAAT4/vABuju-RHzo/s1600-h/IMG_1878.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sh3S6Eno_CI/AAAAAAAAAT4/vABuju-RHzo/s400/IMG_1878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340656628245527586" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sh3S5u3m3jI/AAAAAAAAATw/8RyZ5V5jp6s/s1600-h/IMG_1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sh3S5u3m3jI/AAAAAAAAATw/8RyZ5V5jp6s/s400/IMG_1873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340656622406917682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;cardigan: American Apparel, top: UO, jeans: Club Monaco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sh3S6L6UxcI/AAAAAAAAAUA/5I8sAFvLZYo/s1600-h/Photo+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sh3S6L6UxcI/AAAAAAAAAUA/5I8sAFvLZYo/s400/Photo+202.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340656630202942914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shoes: DSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I look rather patriotic today, although not on purpose. I like the classic color combo of red white and blue. To be honest I'm not so thrilled with the country at the moment. It is completely unconstitutional to continue to ignore the marital rights of homosexual couples. I'm so glad I'll be moving to Massachusetts next fall, to a state that supports equal rights for all of its citizens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Otherwise today was good. There wasn't much to do in the office so I spent a lot of time online or reading. Productive. I also wore heels, which I haven't done in a very long time. I forgot how painful they were but they looked too cute with my brand new white jeans! Oh well, at least I sit behind a desk most of the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1891438556819906333?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1891438556819906333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1891438556819906333&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1891438556819906333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1891438556819906333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/america-beautiful.html' title='America, the Beautiful'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sh3S6Eno_CI/AAAAAAAAAT4/vABuju-RHzo/s72-c/IMG_1878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-2894489176018254022</id><published>2009-05-25T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:21:37.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Without a Paddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs085.snc1/4595_78047496403_582316403_1892323_1454707_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs085.snc1/4595_78047496403_582316403_1892323_1454707_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: small;"&gt;there were butterflies... but they wouldn't come play with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back from the country. It was such a nice weekend, to just relax with my friends and we spent a lot of time in the water. Today we drove about 4 miles up the river and spent about 4 hours floating back down to the cabin in kayaks. I'm so incredibly sunburnt it is not even funny, but I had a great time none the less. That's what I get for not wearing sunscreen... I hope everyone had a great holiday weekend too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-2894489176018254022?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2894489176018254022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=2894489176018254022&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2894489176018254022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2894489176018254022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/without-paddle.html' title='Without a Paddle'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3649591787027035927</id><published>2009-05-23T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:14:29.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piercing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Holes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShgevG7ikBI/AAAAAAAAATY/x12L_Y4LnHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShgevG7ikBI/AAAAAAAAATY/x12L_Y4LnHQ/s400/IMG_1836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339051152910749714" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Shgeu1mBVVI/AAAAAAAAATQ/BZSenn1JvkA/s400/IMG_1837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339051148257088850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After months of saying I'll get it done, I finally did! I got a second hole in my right ear! I really like it and can't wait until I can put a little hoop in it in about 6 months. I think I need new earrings though, the pearl studs I usually wear just don't match the second hole. At the moment I'm wearing these little huggies but I think I'm going to get a new pair of studs on Tuesday. But seriously, I cannot go shopping anymore! The only reason that is ok is because I have a gift card. Otherwise this is a problem. I have gone shopping like every day this week. BAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShhKZ1hB0_I/AAAAAAAAATg/SjpkZAfR_x0/s400/IMG_1845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339099165970519026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: small;"&gt;road trip outfit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: small;"&gt;shirt: golf (Israeli brand), sweater: H&amp;amp;M, shorts: J Crew, shoes: NAOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I'm going up to my friends cabin in New York. I won't be able to post until I get back Monday. I hope everyone has a lovely Memorial Day Weekend filled with sun and leisure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3649591787027035927?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3649591787027035927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3649591787027035927&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3649591787027035927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3649591787027035927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/holes.html' title='Holes!'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShgevG7ikBI/AAAAAAAAATY/x12L_Y4LnHQ/s72-c/IMG_1836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4947391362611097999</id><published>2009-05-21T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:40:09.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I'm a winner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShYcdvBRgxI/AAAAAAAAATA/dL2gyCfBvNM/s1600-h/IMG_1822.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShYcdvBRgxI/AAAAAAAAATA/dL2gyCfBvNM/s400/IMG_1822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338485705457894162" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShYcddNk7qI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5jREtA7ARck/s1600-h/IMG_1816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShYcddNk7qI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5jREtA7ARck/s400/IMG_1816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338485700677660322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eh, end of a long day out. My shirt is all wrinkly and my jeans are stretched out and I'm not wearing shoes... but I really like this blouse. I looked cuter in person, earlier in the day, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;blouse: Anthropology, Jeans: Levis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was fabulous. All week has been fabulous, although I don't really care for the word fabulous. But seriously, I don't think I've had such a great day let alone such a great week in a very long time. First me and the other intern met some girls I go to school with for lunch and we had al lovely time. Then there was cake in the office! Seriously, CAKE! It was being judged for "Philly's Best," an edition of Philly Mag where the best places are judged. I'm not sure if it's just food or if it's stores as well, but let me tell you - the cake was great! I had such a big slice but I couldn't stop eating it. Then I got out of work early because I finished all my projects and went to visit my friend at her senior project. I wanted to take the train home with her but didn't want to continue to follow her around so I decided to get a little shopping done. Yay gift card! Finally I got home and an email was in my inbox saying I had won $500 in a &lt;a href="http://www.luckystylespotter.com/"&gt;Lucky Style Spotter&lt;/a&gt; contest! WHAAT! I thought I had won but I couldn't be sure. I'm so psyched, especially since I'm so broke. Haha. I also won a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.sperrytopsider.com/index.jsp"&gt;Sperry Topsiders&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my winning &lt;a href="http://www.luckystylespotter.com/galleries/contests/24/sperry_top-siders/13014"&gt;outfit&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShYcd7oxniI/AAAAAAAAATI/vztnh-2y4GQ/s400/IMG_1191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338485708844801570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and here's the shoes I picked out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sperrytopsider.com/images/us/local/products/detail/130700_720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sperrytopsider.com/images/us/local/products/detail/130700_720.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sperry's aren't really my style but these were so sunny and I think they have a very lovely sense of humor. I wonder what outfit I'll actually wear them in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-4947391362611097999?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4947391362611097999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=4947391362611097999&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4947391362611097999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4947391362611097999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-winner.html' title='I&apos;m a winner.'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShYcdvBRgxI/AAAAAAAAATA/dL2gyCfBvNM/s72-c/IMG_1822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-7498407909106438826</id><published>2009-05-20T16:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:24:05.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><title type='text'>Uptown Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the internship continues. I've spent the day making phone calls getting contact information for an upcoming article and copying an interview into a word document. Phone calls are easy, transcribing is hard. It takes hours just to get half an hour of conversation down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily the other intern and I get to take about an hour break for lunch which is lovely. Rittenhouse Square is only a few blocks away from our office and it's so nice spending the free time out in the sun surrounded by tons of happy people - often accompanied by dogs! I love being in the city, even if it means a half hour train ride every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday for lunch I got a thai peanut sauce and tofu wrap filled with tons of veggies! It was so delicious. You could never order anything like that anywhere in the suburbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShSdjC47bdI/AAAAAAAAASg/I4LK-VGEg4c/s1600-h/IMG_1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShSdjC47bdI/AAAAAAAAASg/I4LK-VGEg4c/s400/IMG_1767.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338064683737509330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShSdixcRycI/AAAAAAAAASY/_KjKvDab6zw/s400/IMG_1757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338064679053937090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: small;"&gt;necklace: Peru, tank: GAP, jacket: Argentina, Jeans: Levi's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today me and the other intern stopped into Urban Outfitters during our lunch break and I picked up a crop top and a new wallet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShSdjnPVnEI/AAAAAAAAASw/rNYuQkObSdw/s1600-h/IMG_1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShSdjnPVnEI/AAAAAAAAASw/rNYuQkObSdw/s400/IMG_1792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338064693495176258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShSdjKn_zGI/AAAAAAAAASo/TuUhC6dpyAU/s400/IMG_1780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338064685813976162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: small;"&gt;Dress: Vintage Laundry by Shelli Segal, jacket: Vintage GAP, scarf: TJ Maxx, Shoes: GAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm having such a good time and am so glad I'm not wasting away in school anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-7498407909106438826?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/7498407909106438826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=7498407909106438826&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7498407909106438826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7498407909106438826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/uptown-girl.html' title='Uptown Girl'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShSdjC47bdI/AAAAAAAAASg/I4LK-VGEg4c/s72-c/IMG_1767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1498252864864723905</id><published>2009-05-18T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:15:19.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Black and White and Red All Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShIn4te0t2I/AAAAAAAAASA/sszjY7uK0C0/s400/IMG_1712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337372363622496098" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShIn4VumkuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/m0m86ULNaK4/s400/IMG_1729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337372357246227170" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;sweater: anthropology, tank: gap, jeans: found denim, shoes: keds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ah I've been super busy for the past two days. Sunday I went shopping and found some great deals. Anthropology was having a sale and I picked up the cute sweater above (it doesn't photograph well. The grey part to the pattern is partially dots, partially hearts!). I also picked up a beautiful blouse and a knit hat. I also had some great finds at TJ Maxx and The GAP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While I was out shopping my dad called and asked if it would be ok if we met up with his girlfriend and his girlfriends daughter. My parents have only been seperated about two years and this is the first girlfriend I've met. My dad has been with her for about 10 months, and while I've met her on several occasions I had never met her daughter (although there were a few occasions we were supposed to meet. So, this long anticipated introduction finally occured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Part of me anticipated a horrible brat of a 15 year old, while the other half of me almost wanted the little sister I never had. GF's daughter was neither. She lacked maturity and table skills but overall she wasn't a bad person or anything. I can deal, although long periods of time together may cause me to be overwhelmed by her overwhelming freshman-ness. I mean no offense, I know freshman who are very mature cool people, but this girl didn't really lean that way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShIn43JPyEI/AAAAAAAAASQ/535j3KdHYbk/s1600-h/IMG_1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShIn43JPyEI/AAAAAAAAASQ/535j3KdHYbk/s1600-h/IMG_1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShIn43JPyEI/AAAAAAAAASQ/535j3KdHYbk/s400/IMG_1746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337372366216349762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShIn46xS6WI/AAAAAAAAASI/6cCeESvdoJY/s1600-h/IMG_1744.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShIn46xS6WI/AAAAAAAAASI/6cCeESvdoJY/s1600-h/IMG_1744.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShIn46xS6WI/AAAAAAAAASI/6cCeESvdoJY/s400/IMG_1744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337372367189633378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;blouse: J Crew, tank: Target, skirt: Aqua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today I began my senior project at Philadelphia Magazine. My school, as well as a lot of schools in the area, know that the last few months of senior year are a waste, and rather than cooping us up in school they allow us to take up internships or other similar activities for a few weeks once AP exams are over. I've always been interested in journalism and media so this is a really great opportunity. Mostly me and the other intern, a senior at another High School in the area, are calling up people who need to be interviewed for a future article, and transcribing interviews. The other intern is really amazing though. She's a really sweet girl and we have a ton in common! It really couldn't have been more perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After work I took advantage of being in the city and went to LUSH cosmetics to pick up a belated mothers day gift for my mom. I was so surprised to walk in and see the same cute guy who had helped me about two months ago when I first went to LUSH. To top it all off I could tell me recognized me too! I almost died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Once I picked out some nice things I walked around the park for a little while. While walking I noticed a book sitting on a bench. I noticed there was a piece of paper in the book telling me to keep it! I was so thrilled even though there's a very small chance I'll ever read it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShIn4te0t2I/AAAAAAAAASA/sszjY7uK0C0/s1600-h/IMG_1712.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Around 6 I met up with some friends also working in the city for the next two weeks and we went out for Ethiopian food. It was really interesting. The food was all served on a large round tray and you ate it all by scooping it up with this spongey bread. Between walking to and from train stations I probably walked around four miles. It was ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I'm so exhausted, so please excuse my horrid face in the pictures above&lt;/span&gt;... well, good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1498252864864723905?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1498252864864723905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1498252864864723905&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1498252864864723905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1498252864864723905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/black-and-white-and-red-all-over.html' title='Black and White and Red All Over'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ShIn4te0t2I/AAAAAAAAASA/sszjY7uK0C0/s72-c/IMG_1712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-5849889401932344558</id><published>2009-05-14T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:13:04.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Magenta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgxpI4B45GI/AAAAAAAAARw/Wn73oA1cDTw/s1600-h/IMG_1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgxpI4B45GI/AAAAAAAAARw/Wn73oA1cDTw/s400/IMG_1632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335755259727373410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;sweater: BCBG, tank: AE, shorts: J Crew, flip flops: Havina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I wear when I'm lazy. Actually this is what I wear when I'm a step above lazy, lazy is just too embarrassing to post. I had my last AP exam yesterday, and I think it went ok... (we'll see in a few months whether magenta shorts are my new lucky charm). It was the Art History AP and during the exam slides were projected onto a screen. During one of the short answer questions a slide came up that the class and I had never seen in our entire lives. Rather than begin in shame we began cracking up at how pathetic the exam was going. The proctor was so confused and asked "What's so funny?" I also got through the difficult questions by drawing cartoons into my short answer questions. I hope whoever grades my book enjoys all the detail I put into my responses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, who really cares? I AM DONE! No more High School anything! Summer is so soon and I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I would like to thank Sher from &lt;a href="http://fashionafterforty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fashion After Forty&lt;/a&gt; for this lovely award! Thanks so much dear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRPxf24Be84/SgoQ0wMb8MI/AAAAAAAAArs/LtJdES-A4H4/s400/bella_award.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-5849889401932344558?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5849889401932344558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=5849889401932344558&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5849889401932344558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5849889401932344558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/megenta.html' title='Magenta'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgxpI4B45GI/AAAAAAAAARw/Wn73oA1cDTw/s72-c/IMG_1632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8860282545407529330</id><published>2009-05-12T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:20:24.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books and other smart stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>The Slave Next Door</title><content type='html'>So, about once a month or something since the conception of this blog I have stepped away from the topic at hand (fashion) and focused on something a little less pretty. Service and awareness are very important to me, so it's just natural for me to want to share my many passions with you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I have the very special opportunity to promote a book written on a topic that almost no one knows about or talks about: slavery. I had the opportunity to invite one of the authors speak to speak at my school and he was so eloquent and intelligent.  If you're involved in consumption (and we all are, aren't wee) its almost impossible that you haven't encountered products that have been touched by slave labor. It's a sad truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As people who love clothes it's important to consider where the clothes come from. Please take a moment to read the excerpt below from the book &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Slave Next Door&lt;/span&gt; by Kevin Bales and Ron Soodalter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoTitle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoTitle" style="text-align: center;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;CHAPTER 6 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoTitle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;EATING, WEARING, WALKING AND TALKING SLAVERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Slavery probably crept into your life several times today, some before you even got to work. Rolling off your bed, standing on that pretty hand-woven rug, maybe you threw on a cotton t-shirt. In the kitchen did you make a cup of coffee, spoon in a little sugar, and then kick back with a chocolate croissant and your laptop to check the headlines? After a shower, maybe you drove to the station. Waiting for the train, perhaps you made a couple of calls on your cell phone. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;All in all a normal day, but slavery was involved in almost every step. Hundreds of thousands of rugs are hand-woven by slaves in the “carpet belt” of India, Pakistan, and Nepal. Cotton is grown with slave labor in India, West Africa, and Uzbekistan, the world’s second largest producer. Coffee cultivation also encompasses slave labor, mainly in Africa. Enslaved Haitian workers harvest the sugar in the Dominican Republic, the largest exporter of sugar to the U.S. The chocolate in that croissant can also be the product of slavery, from the cocoa farms of the Ivory Coast. Even the steel and iron in your car can be polluted by slavery. From a quarter to a half of all U.S. imports of raw iron in different forms come from Brazil.&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_edn1" name="_ednref1" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[i]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In that country slaves burn the forests to make charcoal, which in turn is used to smelt ore into pig iron and iron into steel. In America, the single largest consumer of Brazilian iron and steel is the automotive industry, though the construction industry also uses a large amount. Pressed against your ear, that cell phone keeps you connected to friends and family, but also to slavery. Cell phones (and laptops and other electronics) just don’t work very well without a mineral called tantalum. In the Democratic Republic of Congo poor farmers are rounded up by armed gangs and enslaved to dig tantalum out of the ground. Every one of us, every day, touches, wears, and eats products tainted with slavery. Slave-made goods and commodities are everywhere in our lives, but, paradoxically, in small proportions. The volume is unacceptable, but rarely critical to our national economy or quality of life. And slavery in our lives is not restricted to cotton, coffee, cocoa, steel, rugs, and cell phones. The list goes on and on, with new commodities and products turning up all the time. &lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;ome of them, such as shrimp, might surprise you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Huckleberry Finn it ain’t&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;If there is an archetypical picture of rural youth, it is the barefoot lad with the fishing pole over his shoulder. The dusty riverbanks, the lazy heat, the straw dangling from his lip, it all says that halcyon days are possible in our youth. Today even this picture out of Mark Twain is shot through with bondage. Across Africa and Asia children are enslaved to catch, clean, package, and dry fish. They feed a global demand for everything from shrimp cocktail to cat food. One of the world’s largest consumers of seafood is Japan, but the U.S. isn’t too far behind. Americans imported 2.5 million tons of seafood in 2006, worth over $13 billion.&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_edn2" name="_ednref2" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[ii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And when it comes to shrimp, the US imports significantly more than the seafood-loving Japanese. Americans love shrimp, and the little crustacean that was once an expensive specialty food is now as ubiquitous as chicken. More than three million tons of frozen shrimp were imported to the U.S. in 2006.&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_edn3" name="_ednref3" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[iii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The huge demand for shrimp in the U.S. and other rich countries has generated a gold rush along the coastlines of the developing world. From India to Bangladesh, from Indonesia to Ecuador, Guatemala and Brazil, coastal forests, mangrove swamps, and natural beaches are ripped up to build hundreds of thousands of acres of shrimp farms. In all of these places adults and children are enslaved to cultivate and harvest the shrimp.&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_edn4" name="_ednref4" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[iv]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In some cases whole families are caught in debt bondage slavery, in others children are kidnapped and hustled off to shrimp and fish farms on remote islands. Children are regularly enslaved in fishing and shrimping&lt;b&gt;,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; since kids can do the work and they are easier to enslave and control. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;In Bangladesh, boys as young as eight are kidnapped and taken out to remote islands like Dublar Char off the southwest coast. Sold to the fishing crews for about $15, they are set to work processing fish on shore for 18 hours a day, seven days a week. If the boats return with a large catch they might work several days with no sleep at all. Like robots they clean, bone, and skin fish; shell mussels, shrimp and crab, and wash squid to remove the ink. Other children sort, weigh, check, and load the haul, processing and preparing the fish for freezing and shipment. The slaveholders sexually abuse the boys and beat them regularly. They get little food, no medical care, and sleep on the ground. If they sicken or are injured and die, they are thrown into the ocean.&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_edn5" name="_ednref5" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[v]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dublar Char was raided and the children freed in 2004 when researchers linked to the US anti-slavery group Free the Slaves discovered the situation. They worked with the State Department’s anti-trafficking office to bring diplomatic pressure on the Bangladeshi government&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;which led to a raid by military police. (The local police were on the take from the gangs running the island). &lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;No one knows how many other remote islands conceal such slave camps. Much of the fish and shrimp from these islands enters the global markets and then comes to the U.S. Dublar Char is just one example of the slave operations that supply our hunger for seafood. Around the island of Sumatra in Indonesia the sea is dotted with what appear to be ramshackle rafts. They are actually fishing platforms, crudely lashed together and moored up to twenty miles off the coast. There are some 1,500 fishing platforms in this region, each holding three to ten children whose only avenue of escape is a twenty-mile swim. Promised a good job, they are left on the platform to cast nets, catch fish, and clean and dry the catch. In heavy weather the platforms can break up, children can be swept overboard, or they might simply fall through the holes in the rough bamboo deck. On irregular visits, the boss collects the fish and administers beatings to increase productivity. As in Dublar Char and so many other places, the children are sexually abused, and if they become ill, there is no relief. If they die of illness or injury, they are simply rolled into the water. The revenues from Indonesian fish exports reached $5 billion in 2006; America is one of the top destinations for frozen shrimp, canned tuna, tilapia and sea crab from that country.&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_edn6" name="_ednref6" title=""&gt;[vi]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:endnote-list"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="1" width="33%"&gt;    &lt;div style="mso-element:endnote" id="edn1"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoEndnoteText"&gt;&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_ednref1" name="_edn1" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[i]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; See: Michael Smith and David Voreacos, “The Secret World of Modern Slavery,” &lt;i&gt;Bloomberg Markets&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;, December 2006.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:endnote" id="edn2"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoEndnoteText"&gt;&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_ednref2" name="_edn2" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[ii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; See report of National Marine Fisheries Service, at http://www.nmfs.noaa.gov/fishwatch/trade_and_aquaculture.htm. Accessed Aug. 2007.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:endnote" id="edn3"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoEndnoteText"&gt;&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_ednref3" name="_edn3" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[iii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; Shrimp imports also reported at: http://www.nmfs.noaa.gov/fishwatch/trade_and_aquaculture.htm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:endnote" id="edn4"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoEndnoteText"&gt;&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_ednref4" name="_edn4" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[iv]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; See for example, “Dying for your dinner” Environmental Justice Foundation, accessed at http://www.csrwire.com/PressRelease.php?id=1932; and Report No. 32 on Forced Labor in Burma, International Labor Organization, accessed at http://burmalibrary.org/reg.burma/archives/199809/msg00281.html.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:endnote" id="edn5"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoEndnoteText"&gt;&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_ednref5" name="_edn5" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[v]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; Report on Indonesian Fishing Platforms, Anti-Slavery International, 1998.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:endnote" id="edn6"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoEndnoteText"&gt;&lt;a style="mso-endnote-id:edn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;amp;postID=8860282545407529330#_ednref6" name="_edn6" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character:footnote"&gt;[vi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; See: http://goliath.ecnext.com/coms2/gi_0199-779909/Indonesia-hopes-to-increase-fish.html#abstract. Accessed Aug. 17, 2007.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8860282545407529330?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8860282545407529330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8860282545407529330&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8860282545407529330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8860282545407529330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/slave-next-door.html' title='The Slave Next Door'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8128160850249969478</id><published>2009-05-10T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:03:29.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>I'm on a boat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope everyone had a lovely Mothers Day! Me, my mom, my grandparents, and my aunt and uncle went to a restaurant in Philadelphia located on an old boat. The food overpriced and the service blew but besides that it was fine... I still haven't picked up a Mothers Day but I think I'm going to pick something up at Lush on Friday when I start my internship! Yay! Only two AP's to go (Enviro &amp;amp; Art Hist) - I couldn't be happier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgewHCN4OuI/AAAAAAAAARY/94umnqDsTos/s1600-h/IMG_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgewHCN4OuI/AAAAAAAAARY/94umnqDsTos/s400/IMG_1606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334425918544296674" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgewGwzyaGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6FsUAP4ifys/s400/IMG_1605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334425913871460450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgewHg7MspI/AAAAAAAAARo/gxdjDMisHJE/s400/IMG_1610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334425926787445394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgewHZiYlmI/AAAAAAAAARg/Z7WkwhdiaPQ/s400/IMG_1607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334425924804318818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;dress: Aqua, cardi:GAP, shoes: GAP, bag: bought in Argentina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;please excuse my deer in headlights face seen above...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;i hate the seaming on the bust on this dress but otherwise its super cute and springy. perfect for mothers day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8128160850249969478?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8128160850249969478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8128160850249969478&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8128160850249969478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8128160850249969478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-on-boat.html' title='I&apos;m on a boat!'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgewHCN4OuI/AAAAAAAAARY/94umnqDsTos/s72-c/IMG_1606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3633349073902080493</id><published>2009-05-08T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:19:21.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Look Familiar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I've spent some time trying to find the best photo location. At the moment I've enjoyed taking pics on my back porch, but my old faithful has been my brothers room where I can prop my camera on the desk and then pose in front of the horrid blue wallpaper. Last week my mom spent hours stripping the wallpaper off of the walls in an attempt to make the house more "buyer friendly." Sadly the desk has always been moved so i was having some trouble trying to figure out where to place my camera to take pictures, but these were the final results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgUBcHYgDnI/AAAAAAAAARA/wit576DMlTI/s1600-h/IMG_1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgUBcHYgDnI/AAAAAAAAARA/wit576DMlTI/s400/IMG_1602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333670916219997810" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgUBbyBmRJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/gpTgzBlIqe0/s400/IMG_1590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333670910486791314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgUEj_6vQEI/AAAAAAAAARI/TYp94K9DJ00/s400/IMG_1604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333674350189953090" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;vest: j crew; tank: j crew (i didn't mean to be so branded - i borrowed the tank from my mom) jeans: gap; shoes: the same ones i've been wearing, you know; necklace: mom; bracelet: gucci (gift from my grammi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was First Friday in Philadelphia. All of  the local galleries open their doors to show of their latest shows. Next week my friend is beginning an internship at &lt;a href="http://www.fuelcollection.com/"&gt;Fuel Gallery&lt;/a&gt; (home of Real World Philadelphia) so we stopped by there to check out the place. Then we headed up to the Pennsylvannia Academy of the Fine Arts to check out their &lt;a href="http://www.pafa.org/Museum/Exhibitions/Upcoming-Exhibitions/108th-Annual-Student-Exhibition/470/"&gt;student show&lt;/a&gt; and it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;! If you're in the greater Philadelphia area go check this show out. Their students are so talented. We ended the night buy having dinner at Continental which is one of my favorite Philly restaurants. The Lobster Mac&amp;amp; Cheese is my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3633349073902080493?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3633349073902080493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3633349073902080493&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3633349073902080493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3633349073902080493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-familiar.html' title='Look Familiar?'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SgUBcHYgDnI/AAAAAAAAARA/wit576DMlTI/s72-c/IMG_1602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6254495087263989827</id><published>2009-05-07T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:14:41.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>XOXO Gossip Girl</title><content type='html'>As a kid who's grown up (relatively) in the private school system (I attended public school until fifth grade) I feel a special connection with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;. Though my school is very little like the drama TV show, except for one party about 20 years ago where a bunch of kids broke into the school in order to continue a party - well, one thing lead to another and somehow a couch caught on fire, I still associate with the high pressure society and the modified preppy fashion.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, I've also grown to have a love hate relationship with little J. She's cute and generally likable now that her wild child phase is over, but I can't ignore the fact that she had a Mrs. Bradey mullet a few months ago. Right now though, me and Jennie/Taylor Momsen (the actress who plays Jennie) are more in the love zone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reasons I love Taylor:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's not afraid of fashion or makeup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://taylor-momsen.net/pictures/albums/userpics/10002/003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's in a band! And its not bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://taylor-momsen.net/pictures/albums/events/2009/may5-prlive/normal_002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She writes her own lyrics - and they're all about drinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mI2tA__gMtE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mI2tA__gMtE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's almost like Lindsay Lohan but with a career&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 399px;" src="http://taylor-momsen.net/pictures/albums/tvshows/gossipgirl/season2/posters/jenate-epi09/normal_001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's only 15 and acts like she's 21, but doesn't apologize for it like Miley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://taylor-momsen.net/pictures/albums/userpics/10006/normal_02.jpg" class="image" border="0" alt="Click to view full size image" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and she was Cindy Lou Who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://taylor-momsen.net/pictures/albums/movies/grinch/stills/normal_11.jpg" class="image" border="0" alt="Click to view full size image" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please excuse my shameless celebrity indulgence... normal posts coming soon, but I've had AP's and such so nothing too exciting has been going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6254495087263989827?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6254495087263989827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6254495087263989827&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6254495087263989827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6254495087263989827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/xoxo-gossip-girl.html' title='XOXO Gossip Girl'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-606637365405327567</id><published>2009-05-05T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:31:18.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><title type='text'>Blue Moon</title><content type='html'>As I'm sure everyone knows last night was the Met Costume Institute Gala. If I could do anything in my life it would be attend the Met Ball. Sadly, instead of a glass slipper I chose a normal slipper for Monday night. Overall I was disappointed by the fashion at the Met, while it might be the Prom of the fashion industry, too many of the dresses looked like the Prom dresses being worn all over this country by 17 and 18 year old girls (with 17 and 18 year old taste).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the looks that most stood out to mee as "Prom Approved" (and I don't mean that as a compliment):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/parties/050409_Costume_Institute_Gala/063m.jpg" alt=" " /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/parties/050409_Costume_Institute_Gala/045m.jpg" alt=" " /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Donatella Versace and Cindy Crawfor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/parties/050409_Costume_Institute_Gala/151m.jpg" alt=" " /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/parties/050409_Costume_Institute_Gala/128m.jpg" alt=" " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria Beckham and Lake Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so I love the female tuxedo, but I needed something to round out the grouping. Otherwise these dresses just didn't live up to my expectations. Even the dresses I consider less of a flop I wouldn't consider that exciting or groundbreaking. Very few looks stood out in my mind. Maybe people are being more self conscious because of the recession, but please, stop! This is neither the time nor the place - this is the Costume Institute Gala. Seriously people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-606637365405327567?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/606637365405327567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=606637365405327567&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/606637365405327567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/606637365405327567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/blue-moon.html' title='Blue Moon'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6437167126230882587</id><published>2009-05-04T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:10:37.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>M'appeler</title><content type='html'>Laziness combined with crap weather has caused me to kind of neglect my blog... I'll try to be more interesting in the future. For the mean time I just got a new phone which required a new ringtone (the normal ones just weren't cutting it). Now, I'm someone who picks really lame ringtones like lil' mama's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lip Gloss &lt;/span&gt;or Katy Perry's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hot 'n' Cold&lt;/span&gt; but I think this ringtone is an improvement:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0oWGD5yYS9g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0oWGD5yYS9g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Enjoy! Happy Mondays! More interesting post coming tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;oh, and I now have 11 followers - which is 11 more than I ever expected to have, so thank you so much guys! It really means a lot to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6437167126230882587?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6437167126230882587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6437167126230882587&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6437167126230882587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6437167126230882587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/05/mappeler.html' title='M&apos;appeler'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-5508300655866343989</id><published>2009-04-30T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:41:30.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Colors of the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sfp7vQHvCLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/fo6SiCTegos/s1600-h/IMG_1564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sfp7vQHvCLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/fo6SiCTegos/s400/IMG_1564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330709160657881266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: small;"&gt;dress: forever 21; belt: mom; shoes: mom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My friend thought I looked like Pocahontis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight was the big Senior Dinner. The class of '09 was invited to have a dinner to celebrate our last day of classes. That's right - today was my last day of high school classes (excusing AP's which continue up until the exam date). All of the seniors were allowed to break out of uniform (yes, I'm also done with uniform, which was fun while it lasted, but man, I'm glad to be rid of it) and wear a t shirt representing the college they'll be attending next fall. It was kind of sad looking at all my classmates and thinking they'll be so far away next year. Graduation is still a month+ away but the seniors go do internships and such to keep us from being completely overwhelmed by senioritis, which means that my High School career has ended.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-5508300655866343989?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5508300655866343989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=5508300655866343989&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5508300655866343989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5508300655866343989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/colors-of-wind.html' title='Colors of the Wind'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sfp7vQHvCLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/fo6SiCTegos/s72-c/IMG_1564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-215544684796879334</id><published>2009-04-28T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:06:20.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>A zebra can't change its stripes.</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to a cafe in town as a little send off to the Polish exchange students who have been staying with my friends for the past month. The little cafe served gelato which was so delicious and such a great way to end a hot day! Especially a day like yesterday! The senior class banded together and turned our parking lot into a beach! Including sand. We all sat around outside, broke out the swimsuits, tanned, ate hot dogs, water ice, listened to music (played over speakers!). It was amazing. Then to top it all off that night I applied for a job with at the Cafe. I even spoke to the owner who was so nice! Hopefully they'll offer me a job since I don't think the Macy's job worked out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SfdwXAcmg0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yyyZ5D789eY/s320/IMG_1496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329852224575537986" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;dress: H&amp;amp;M, vest: JCrew; bag: Argentina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a "dress down day," a day when the student body is allowed to break out of the monotony of polo's and khakis, button ups and kilts. The special occasion was "spring" so I decided to wear my striped yellow mini dress. Tonight I'm going to a film festival for student film makers. A few friends from school have a short movie in the festival so I'm eager to support them as well as see the other films.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SfdwsBFFO9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/g39KkxLG8kk/s320/IMG_1500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329852585522576338" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SfdwsflGzeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dm4M31Pfn8M/s320/IMG_1504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329852593709960674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SfdwskjdiyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GMdF2pepbLU/s320/IMG_1512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329852595045239586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;dress: H&amp;M; shoes: Cole Haan (stolen from mom...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. look at how much paler the back of my legs are than the front of my legs thanks to tanning at the parking lot "beach" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-215544684796879334?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/215544684796879334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=215544684796879334&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/215544684796879334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/215544684796879334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/zebra-cant-change-its-stripes.html' title='A zebra can&apos;t change its stripes.'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SfdwXAcmg0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yyyZ5D789eY/s72-c/IMG_1496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-158636526205204413</id><published>2009-04-26T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:43:59.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>A Cup of Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry for being a tad MIA recently. I haven't really worn real clothes considering I've had school and such, but that's all going to change soon! Next week is my LAST WEEK OF CLASSES! At my school seniors end classes early to begin a "senior project." This basically gives seniors an opportunity to do something they wouldn't otherwise be able to do, and it keeps us from slacking off too much. I'll be at school for two more weeks to finish up my AP classes, but I will no longer need to wear my little uniform. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SfS2aTD66UI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ol_8nToD2w0/s1600-h/IMG_1462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SfS2aTD66UI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ol_8nToD2w0/s320/IMG_1462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329084821995710786" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SfUNyjVsoNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KIuXmNT36CM/s320/IMG_1447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329180896193716434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;dress: target, belt: h&amp;amp;m, shoes: payless, lipstick: popster by mac hello kitty collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is one of the first Senior celebrations - a mother daughter tea. Sadly my mom can't make it because she is having a show in her studio where people can come and check out her art, but I'm going with as an adopted daughter to one of my friends mom's. I'd hate to miss out on celebrating my impending graduation with the rest of the girls in my grade. Plus I get to dress super preppy and girly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-158636526205204413?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/158636526205204413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=158636526205204413&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/158636526205204413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/158636526205204413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/cup-of-tea.html' title='A Cup of Tea'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SfS2aTD66UI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ol_8nToD2w0/s72-c/IMG_1462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1229977591969172128</id><published>2009-04-22T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:57:53.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books and other smart stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Fifty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 18px; font-family:Times;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;I am so happy to have been tagged for the first time by the lovely Chloe from &lt;a href="http://heartshapedmorning.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heart Shaped Morning&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you so much dear! I'm immensely flattered you thought of me at all. Also, this is my 50th post! Yay! I hope to continue posting more frequently in the future and maybe reach my next 50 more quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;answer the questions you have been tagged with, and then tag 3 people to answer 3 random questions of your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. What is your favorite mythological creature? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;Most definitely a unicorn. When I was little I was obsessed with them. My mother bought me tons of books with various styles of illustrations. This year in art history I was surprised to find out that the Unicorn is basically just a medieval phallic symbol. Isn't it interesting that only virgins can catch the long horned unicorn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://lib.store.yahoo.net/lib/carenginecare/Lady-and-the-unicorn-red-34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. If you could be any character from Alice in Wonderland who would you be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would most want to be alice. She might be naive to a fault, but she's beautiful and wild and curious. Last year I became mildly obsessed with Alice in Wonderland and began watching various movie interpretations on youtube. WOW! There are some wild films out there beyond the disney classic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/99/Alice_in_Wonderland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. If you could be any flying creature, how would you choose to fly? (ie.hummingbird, butterfly, cardinal, blue jay, pegasus, peter pan etc.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know if this is "flying" but I'd really like to be able to apparate like in Harry Potter.  Being able to just wish yourself somewhere would be amazing! I hope to always find time to travel and I know that sort of instant gratification of apparating would really be ideal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://www.hp-lexicon.org/images/chapters/hbp/c18-birthday-surprises.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*if you could do something, anything in the world, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have so many goals for myself: Do a job I love, always incorporate fashion in my life, continue to write, publish a novel, be a mom, ect. but if I had to choose one thing that I can't forsee myself doing that I'd love to do it would be to dance. I have a friend who is an AMAZING dancer and I was so jealous when I attended her recital. Sure, I'm probably not the worse on a dance floor during a party or something but to be able to really dance - in a company or something - that would be my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/images/h2/h2_29.100.42.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;*if you could live on any planet-which one would you pick? why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, I suppose the Earth? I've never really thought about this. Ever. I think it would be nice to visit the moon. That lower gravity seems amazing. To live, yes, I'd have to choose earth. There's just too much here I haven't explored or experienced to want to contain myself to somewhere else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://www.space-tourism.ws/images/zero-gravity.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. What book character would y&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;ou be if you could cho&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;ose any book at all? Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;My favorite book has always been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eloise&lt;/span&gt; by Kay Thompson. Most of my favorite book characters are tragic and isolated but Eloise is so independent, extroverted, rebellious, confident and creative. Many of my friends liken me to Eloise and I even tried to write a college essay about the effect she's had on me. Still, there are many differences between me and the privileged 6 year old who lives in the Plaza. For one, her mother knows CoCo Chanel. Mine does not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.designmom.com/uploaded_images/eloise-746445.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2.What movie made you want to turn your life upside down, get involved in some adventure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmm, I suppose this answer relates to my pervious answer. I think the best I can answer this question is by saying the movie I would most like to live out would be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Funny Face &lt;/span&gt;staring Audrey Hepburn, Fred Astaire, and Kay Thompson (author of Eloise). Who wouldn't adore being discovered by Photographer Fred Astaire and being jetted off to Paris to be a muse for a famous fashion house while holding court with the beatnik "extestentialists" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://www.takegreatpictures.com/content/images/funny_face_audrey_hepburn_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3.What is your collection obsession (books, sugar cubes in wrappings, scarves, cinema tickets)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makeup. I have a bit of a problem. While I wouldn't consider my collection ridiculous I definitely have more makeup than my friends. I like to keep up with the new MAC collections and I'm always experimenting with new colors and combinations. For prom I wore my first pair of false eyelashes! I couldn't have been more thrilled. I've also been very into lipstick recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://www.imageandstylenews.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/mac-cosmetics-sale.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. if you could have a little, secret room, all yours, what would you fill it with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd love to be able to say books, but to be honest I don't read as much as I like. If I had a secret room I would want it to have a secret entrance for one. Maybe behind a bookcase. I would probably fill it with junk, honestly, and snacks. My friend's mom has one of those printers boxes. I would want my secret room to look like a giant printers box. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/388690390_3d9413ea07.jpg?v=1174364866" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. what would you do there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess keep things, all my junk. Hopefully my house will be clean and more minimalist, so that room would be a place for all my secret nick-knacks. Right now I kind of have a secret room, its not a sercret, its just all mine. I was given the guest bedroom about 3 years ago when my parents realized we hadn't had a guest, ever. It's my space, where I can watch TV and nap in peace. Not that it's that hard to find peace in a house for 4+ filled with 2. In my secret room I would like to watch movies mostly, and look at things, and draw, and write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://kitsandmortar.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/hidden-door-open.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. who would be allowed to visit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Probably no one, I really enjoy my alone time. I really take advantage of weekends to detox from constant social activity of the week. Sure, I hang out with friends, but I also take time to be by myself and sleep and watch tv and movies. A secret room is the ideal place for all of these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;Now for my questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;1) Do you believe in ghosts and if you do have you ever seen one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;2) Would you rather be a city mouse or a country mouse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;3) What reality TV show would you most like to be on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;And I would like to tag the following 3 individuals: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://city-slick.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hemaly &lt;/a&gt;from City Slick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisychaindreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daisy Chain Dreams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://yellowfootprint.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alice&lt;/a&gt; from Alice's Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1229977591969172128?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1229977591969172128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1229977591969172128&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1229977591969172128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1229977591969172128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-it.html' title='Fifty'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-2033954015191412329</id><published>2009-04-20T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:34:04.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Teenagers need not apply.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Se0yqL29RfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/oirwC3KZx-Q/s1600-h/IMG_1393.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Se0yqL29RfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/oirwC3KZx-Q/s320/IMG_1393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326969634568357362" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Se0yqF7hUvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/fN7JNtg7tsE/s1600-h/IMG_1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Se0yqF7hUvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/fN7JNtg7tsE/s320/IMG_1391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326969632976884466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;jacket: Argentina; tank: J Crew; skirt: Gap; shoes: UO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had my first real job interview on Sunday! Like almost all teenagers (and about 9% of Americans) I am looking for new income opportunities. Ideally I could get a great summer job at some sort of chain retail location and then I'd be able to transfer to another location in Boston where I'll be attending college. The store where I interviewed Sunday magically fit that criteria! Must be the magic of &lt;a href="http://www.macys.com/"&gt;Macy's!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the interview went well, so hopefully they'll need some extra help over the summer. I've also tried to find jobs in other more local stores, but its not really the best time to be entering the work force. I tried my best to appear "work appropriate." This is something I'll have to become accustom to as I begin an internship at a magazine in Philadelphia next month as the last leg of my High School career. I would have liked to wear sandals with this outfit but I once heard they're not good in an office setting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-2033954015191412329?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2033954015191412329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=2033954015191412329&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2033954015191412329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2033954015191412329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/jacket-argentina-tank-j-crew-skir-gap.html' title='Teenagers need not apply.'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Se0yqL29RfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/oirwC3KZx-Q/s72-c/IMG_1393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6259752488203338292</id><published>2009-04-18T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T07:34:24.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Spring is nature's way of saying, "Let's party!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeqMIOdUDyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ReNJ-ym_LT4/s1600-h/IMG_1362_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeqMIOdUDyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ReNJ-ym_LT4/s400/IMG_1362_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326223582266920738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prom was last night and it was overall a great evening. It was held at the Union League, an old gentleman's club notorious for its formerly stringent membership qualifications. Luckily they now let minorities and women in, and through the front door too! My how times have changed. The architecture of the Union League has not changed though, making it a beautiful building with marble stairs, tall pillars, and a large beautiful ballroom.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DJ was bad, and somehow neglected to think that a high school dance, or more likely, high school teachers would prefer the "clean" versions of songs. He also didn't realize that no one cares what he thinks and he shouldn't talk, ever, just play music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite that it was so great to see all my friends and classmates dressed in their finest. Everyone was so friendly and happy to see each other. I love going to a small school because I really do know every single person in my grade and most of the people in the grade bellow mine. We all enjoyed seeing each other in something other than school clothes. Sadly, my school days are almost over and I can't help but feel nostalgic... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6259752488203338292?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6259752488203338292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6259752488203338292&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6259752488203338292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6259752488203338292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-is-natures-way-of-saying-lets.html' title='Spring is nature&apos;s way of saying, &quot;Let&apos;s party!&quot;'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeqMIOdUDyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ReNJ-ym_LT4/s72-c/IMG_1362_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8610618543500127017</id><published>2009-04-15T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:03:03.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>Be nice to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I gave blood today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and after I gave blood they gave me a sticker which said so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e158/paediatrics/fashion/26800_magdalena_frackowiak_06_aja_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 331px;" src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e158/paediatrics/fashion/26800_magdalena_frackowiak_06_aja_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e158/paediatrics/fashion/26800_magdalena_frackowiak_06_aja_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vogue China, 2009, courtesy of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/1938985.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;foto_decedant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I donated one pint of blood to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;American Red Cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; during my schools blood drive. Last year I couldn't donate because of a sad little cold, but this year I had a clean bill of health! If you can get out and donate blood do it! It's great and isn't that scary and doesn't hurt that much at all. One pint of blood can save 3 different people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8610618543500127017?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8610618543500127017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8610618543500127017&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8610618543500127017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8610618543500127017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-nice-to-me.html' title='Be nice to me...'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e158/paediatrics/fashion/th_26800_magdalena_frackowiak_06_aja_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-724836349293158890</id><published>2009-04-14T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:51:45.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>Control Freak</title><content type='html'>So, I'm incredibly stressed out. I have been for a while. Luckily, Prom is Friday, and once that is over much of my stress will be alleviated.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then I will be obsessing over my hair and makeup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2007/galleries/070907_scarjo1_400X400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;Scarlet Johanson is too beautiful - but the orange eyeshadow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Considering my &lt;a href="http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/hunt.html"&gt;vintage dress&lt;/a&gt; I thought a modified bee hive (as seen on ScarJo above) would be the ideal choice. Hopefully my hairdresser will have her own suggestions. I'm so lucky to have someone I trust to do my hair, she's been dong my hair ever since I was in middle school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to MAC to get my makeup done. I had my makeup done at MAC last year before prom and it was amazing! While I know they'll do a fabulous job and be able to get my skin looking flawless and my cheeks rosy and beautiful it's hard for me to give up all that control to someone I don't know. In the end I know it will be worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All of the stress of prom will be worth it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-724836349293158890?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/724836349293158890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=724836349293158890&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/724836349293158890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/724836349293158890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/control-freak.html' title='Control Freak'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3410477400391771138</id><published>2009-04-12T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:44:06.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>Life's a Drag (Queen)</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/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeJUd8QnDGI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-6mLHE0MM-Y/s1600-h/DSCN1502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeJUd8QnDGI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-6mLHE0MM-Y/s320/DSCN1502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323910582874082402" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeJUd8QnDGI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-6mLHE0MM-Y/s1600-h/DSCN1502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeJUd_ph9NI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4NgAse50Tgg/s320/DSCN1484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323910583783912658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;leotard: AA; belt: vintage; skirt: Aqua (Bloomingdales); tights:??; boots: UO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last night me and a few of my girl friends headed into Philadelphia for my very belated birthday party. In order to celebrate my big one-eight I thought it would be fun if we went to &lt;a href="http://www.gaybingo.com/philly.asp"&gt;Gay Bingo&lt;/a&gt;, a monthly event which raises money for the &lt;a href="http://www.aidsfundphilly.org/"&gt;AIDs Fund Philly&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a great night! Each round of bingo had a prize of $100, and while none of my friends won, we had a great time trying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, and did I mention the whole event was hosted by a handful of drag queens!? Yes. Plus each month has its own theme. This month was a time warp into the '80's. Don't you like the Madonna inspired look above?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall it was a great cause and great fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3173_64567011403_582316403_1706320_3390621_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3410477400391771138?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3410477400391771138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3410477400391771138&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3410477400391771138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3410477400391771138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/lifes-drag-queen.html' title='Life&apos;s a Drag (Queen)'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeJUd8QnDGI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-6mLHE0MM-Y/s72-c/DSCN1502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6238968085836212260</id><published>2009-04-10T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:39:03.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>"Butterfly Flutter by"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeAOgikwA1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/RfUjDB7Uhzs/s1600-h/IMG_1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeAOgikwA1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/RfUjDB7Uhzs/s320/IMG_1309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323270711751476050" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeAOMwGSB7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/KKuvua4S1To/s320/IMG_1308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323270371784394674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeAOg6Oj-bI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ybRx_4YoLuo/s320/IMG_1312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323270718100863410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeAOhLYfwPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0-8eFzruClM/s320/IMG_1331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323270722705932530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: italic; font-size:small;"&gt;I borrowed my moms leather peacoat when I got cold. it's so beautiful, i wish i could keep it forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've meant to post in the past few days, I really have, but between a the holidays, family dinners, and a small stomach bug I haven't quite made time to take pictures or upload them. Wednesday I had Passover dinner with my dad's family (and his gf, and his gf's mother, gf's daughter was absent though). Thursday I had dinner with my moms family. Neither family felt the desire to cook so I was forced to spend this holy day in restaurants with makeshift passover specials. Somehow I don't think that's how God intended for us to remember one of His greatest miracles. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday I did manage to get pictures. Please excuse my face, I haven't been in the most upbeat of moods. I did wear one of my favorite dresses - a French Connection butterfly print dress which I think has the perfect mix of youth and elegance. It's season versatile and so flattering. I also got a chance to wear my new 4" shoes which I picked up at DSW earlier this week. I was a little overdressed for the event (because seriously, classy families suck it up and have holidays at home, where they belong) but that didn't bother me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Expect another post on Sunday! My very belated birthday party is Saturday and it's sure to be a riot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Also, my last post was my first to receive 30 comments! All of your comments make me feel so happy and special and I'd just like to thank you all for your support. I never imagined anyone would read my blog, let alone over 30 people! Who knew. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6238968085836212260?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6238968085836212260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6238968085836212260&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6238968085836212260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6238968085836212260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/butterfly-flutter-by.html' title='&quot;Butterfly Flutter by&quot;'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SeAOgikwA1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/RfUjDB7Uhzs/s72-c/IMG_1309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-7529288226328749105</id><published>2009-04-05T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:14:21.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Sweet pea, apple of my eye...</title><content type='html'>Friday me and my friend &lt;a href="http://www.sophglaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sophi&lt;/a&gt; went to an &lt;a href="http://www.amoslee.com/"&gt;Amos Lee&lt;/a&gt; concert in Princeton, NJ. I wasn't really familiar with his music besides his one song which is featured in an &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DgjIk-_SQjA"&gt;AT&amp;amp;T commercial&lt;/a&gt;. The concert was great! He's an amazing singer songwriter with a great voice and beautiful lyrics.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sophi and I had fun dressing up for the concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 452px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2707/249/6/1463190102/n1463190102_30352026_2282603.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;tunic: forever 21; belt: ralph lauren; tights: gap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 452px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2707/249/6/1463190102/n1463190102_30352019_4025997.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Isn't her dress cute! She picked it up on a recent trip to italy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 452px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2707/249/6/1463190102/n1463190102_30352042_1136668.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-7529288226328749105?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/7529288226328749105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=7529288226328749105&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7529288226328749105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7529288226328749105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-pea-apple-of-my-eye.html' title='Sweet pea, apple of my eye...'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4688578508244383800</id><published>2009-03-30T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:42:18.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>So LUSH</title><content type='html'>Ah, so I've been so boring recently, which makes me not want to update my blog for fear of revealing my boring existence and embarrassing myself on all of internetopolis. So, I've been racking my brain for the past few days trying to come up with something interesting to share with you all and then I realized I neglected to mention my big trip to LUSH!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://images.northamerica.lush.com/zoom/new/00077.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: italic; font-size:small;"&gt;fresh farmacy cleanser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's one Lush Cosmetics Store in the whole of the greater Philadelphia Area, and well, its not in the greater area, its just in Philadelphia. While prom dress shopping me and Alaina stopped into LUSH. I had heard about the legendary store numerous times through various makeup vloggers on youtube. I was so overwhelmed by all of the beautiful soaps and scents. Eventually I decided on a face soap and face mask in hopes of combating my most recent stress induced acne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SdFf-GlyMWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nlaEBZHTQic/s320/Photo+181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319138155426885986" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;I'm a warrior...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have thoroughly tried out the products and could not be more thrilled! Almost all of the redness is gone from my face and the spots are slowly fading. The Fresh Farmacy soap is great cleansing soap filled with tea tree oil and other natural ingredients. The face mask - cosmetic warrior - is so fresh that it only lasts about 3 or 4 weeks. It also has a great cooling effect and leaves skin feeling soft and fresh. I also got a ton of sample moisturizers which are also lovely. I know this won't be my only trip to LUSH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-4688578508244383800?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4688578508244383800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=4688578508244383800&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4688578508244383800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4688578508244383800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-lush.html' title='So LUSH'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SdFf-GlyMWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nlaEBZHTQic/s72-c/Photo+181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1889140014069886996</id><published>2009-03-25T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:37:46.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Remember Los Alamos</title><content type='html'>Today was lovely. Me and my mom drove to a nearby pueblo and did a hike around this are where they had all these prehistoric native american caves. You could even climb up latters into some of the caves! The cliffs were so beautiful and it was very nice out, if only a little cold.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Scr2DIfDsUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0VLLehhyO9Q/s1600-h/IMG_1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Scr2DIfDsUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0VLLehhyO9Q/s1600-h/IMG_1269.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Scr2DIfDsUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0VLLehhyO9Q/s320/IMG_1269.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317332843742081346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Scr2C5g9PSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/I7QQ6MSNmyU/s1600-h/IMG_1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Scr2C5g9PSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/I7QQ6MSNmyU/s1600-h/IMG_1252.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Scr2C5g9PSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/I7QQ6MSNmyU/s320/IMG_1252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317332839723515170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then me and my mom drove to Los Alamos, famous for the manhattan project and atomic bomb (all morning I thought we were going to the Alamos in Texas, well, I didn't know it was in Texas, but you get the idea). While there went to sonic! I've never been, since they don't have them in PA, but it was so amazing! They bring the food right to your car! I got a Oreo Sonic blast - yum! We also went to a museum about the Manhattan Project. It was nice a nice, small science museum, filled with some history as well as a few games and what not, but I don't think it gave a very comprehensive history of the atom bomb. It was definitely much more geared towards kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Scr2DQkI-yI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/XA7kd6-xmlM/s320/IMG_1285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317332845910883106" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1889140014069886996?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1889140014069886996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1889140014069886996&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1889140014069886996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1889140014069886996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/remember-los-alamos.html' title='Remember Los Alamos'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Scr2DIfDsUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0VLLehhyO9Q/s72-c/IMG_1269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8881718174035347415</id><published>2009-03-24T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:39:47.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So, it's very difficult to update my blog from here in Santa Fe. I'm having a great time. Me and my mom are going to a lot of museums and galleries. I didn't pack well for the weather (it was like 30 F yesterday!) so my outfits aren't so cute, just utilitarian. But I wanted to let everyone know I'm having a great time, and I'm sorry for neglecting you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8881718174035347415?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8881718174035347415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8881718174035347415&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8881718174035347415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8881718174035347415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-614588354999735728</id><published>2009-03-21T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:31:13.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>Viva La Glam</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up at 4 in order to catch a 7:45 plane with my mom which brought us to Santa Fe, New Mexico. I'm so tiered and I think I have a little altitude sickness because I have a headache, and I never get headaches.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to explore and share all my great finds with you guys. In the mean time I'd like to share this video from MAC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_y7kigDJzhk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_y7kigDJzhk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a huge fashion and makeup junkie, as you can tell, and MAC is one of my favorite brands. I started using  MAC because of their quality and diversity of product, but the thing that makes me love the brand so much is their Viva Glam La campaign. Whenever anyone buys a MAC Viva La Glam campaign a donation is made to the MAC Aids fund. Buying one of the Viva La Glam lipsticks is such an easy way to give back! I bought one myself to wear to my school's semiformal last January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ScWw19rsX6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/tIfJSE4GMu4/s320/Hannah_SemiFormal_2009_0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315849376318119842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-614588354999735728?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/614588354999735728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=614588354999735728&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/614588354999735728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/614588354999735728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/viva-la-glam.html' title='Viva La Glam'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ScWw19rsX6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/tIfJSE4GMu4/s72-c/Hannah_SemiFormal_2009_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6258930192601378915</id><published>2009-03-20T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:52:13.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>The Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ScRKsQWRPeI/AAAAAAAAANo/_jpuJ_uwe_E/s1600-h/IMG_1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ScRKsQWRPeI/AAAAAAAAANo/_jpuJ_uwe_E/s320/IMG_1220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315455584367099362" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ScRLPbGCdII/AAAAAAAAANw/Jgo-v_Pz32o/s320/IMG_1221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315456188547232898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today me and my friend Alaina woke up at around 9:00; way earlier than any high school senior should wake up during spring break. See, we were on a mission, a prom related mission.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was surprised to discover that one of the fanciest boutiques in Philly had a loft devoted to vintage pieces. Me and Alaina both pulled a hand full of dresses hoping the vintage sizing would work out ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't have been more surprised by this long multicolored '60's gown. It fit perfectly and was everything I was looking for. I know no one at my school will be wearing anything remotely similar to prom next month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ScRJy2OU48I/AAAAAAAAANg/b8wyjOeciJU/s320/IMG_1217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315454598101918658" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6258930192601378915?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6258930192601378915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6258930192601378915&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6258930192601378915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6258930192601378915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/hunt.html' title='The Hunt'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ScRKsQWRPeI/AAAAAAAAANo/_jpuJ_uwe_E/s72-c/IMG_1220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3438480884746495015</id><published>2009-03-18T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:55:35.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>"If I could tell the story in words, I wouldn't need to lug around a camera"</title><content type='html'>My new camera finally came! My old camera suffered a tragic fall about three weeks ago, and well, it took me a little while to get my stuff together enough to pick out and order a new camera. Finally I decided to get the Canon Powershot SD1100IS in gold. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 146px;" src="http://images.bestbuy.com:80/BestBuy_US/images/products/8742/8742275_sb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is so much more beautiful in person! Seriously, it is very well designed. I love the gold with black accents which you can't fully appreciate online, and the silver is so shiny and lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to this new camera I was able to take some outfit pictures, and I am so impressed by how the camera picks up color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ScF6qHqsKJI/AAAAAAAAANI/chTRmoEOqkw/s320/IMG_1191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314663899305093266" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ScF65etaRNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/8WO0RinZC04/s320/IMG_1185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314664163188557010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;jacket: somewhere in Buenos Aires; tank &amp;amp; skirt: american eagle; shoes: gap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went prom dress shopping today. First my mom dropped me off at Sak's while she had a doctors appointment. I walk into the evening wear department and a woman in a black suit kindly asks what I'm looking for. "Prom" I say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She continues to smile "I'd love to help you but we don't really have anything under $900. I don't know your budget, but I didn't spend $900 on my prom." I agreed, because well, she was right. She then directed me towards sports wear. I tried to spend time shopping but it's a small Sak's and there wasn't really anything I wanted to try on. I then proceeded to try and kill 40 minutes while my mom was at her doctors appointment. Eventually I just stood outside Sak's, calling my friends, because everything there was too expensive to even pretend to be interested in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once my mom picked me up we went to lunch and then stopped into a few boutiques we though might have prom dresses. Nope. I tried on all of one dress in 3 hours. It was nice, but not my prom dress. Hopefully I'll have more luck Friday when I go into Philly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3438480884746495015?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3438480884746495015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3438480884746495015&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3438480884746495015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3438480884746495015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-new-camera-finally-came-my-old.html' title='&quot;If I could tell the story in words, I wouldn&apos;t need to lug around a camera&quot;'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/ScF6qHqsKJI/AAAAAAAAANI/chTRmoEOqkw/s72-c/IMG_1191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3698917812312074706</id><published>2009-03-16T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:50:37.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>So Mod</title><content type='html'>Friday was a total british invasion day for me. First, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Sir with Love&lt;/span&gt; was on TV which is one of my favorite movies. I love the way all the girls dress, with the teased hair and the mini skirts. It's straight out of the '60's! Then I watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skins&lt;/span&gt;, another guilty pleasure. For any american who doesn't watch it, well, I pity you. I once was among you, before I spent hours watching pirated episodes online. It's an amazing british drama, with great clothes, a great soundtrack, and yeah, plenty of drama.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of this inspired me to put together this mod outfit together Sunday when I met some friends in Philly for Dim Sum. I really like Dim Sum. I like the little carts. I like the little trays. I like the lazy suzy in the middle of the table. I also like the bakeries in china town where you can buy sweet buns for 60¢&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sb8KjdGp2UI/AAAAAAAAAMs/N2JmXkeNfOQ/s400/CIMG5136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313977689544710466" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:small;"&gt;dress: H&amp;M; belt: vintage; tights: nordstroms?; boots: urban outfitters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, also, I got a haircut. I like it ok... its kinda of awkward because i'm trying to faze out my bangs for the summer. I prefer my hair curly anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3698917812312074706?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3698917812312074706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3698917812312074706&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3698917812312074706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3698917812312074706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-mod.html' title='So Mod'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/Sb8KjdGp2UI/AAAAAAAAAMs/N2JmXkeNfOQ/s72-c/CIMG5136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3572312762466514513</id><published>2009-03-12T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:54:20.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><title type='text'>A Room with a View</title><content type='html'>I'm about 18 hours away from spring break, and man, am I in need of a vacation. I've been very overwhelmed lately by a lot of things, and can't wait to get away school for a little while.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the ultimate vacation would have to be a stay in the &lt;a href="http://www.hotelfox.dk/"&gt;Fox Hotel&lt;/a&gt; in Copenhagen, Denmark. Each room has been individually designed by a different artists. Not only would you be in an entirely different country, but each night you returned to your room it'd be like entering a new world. Heck, with rooms like these why would you leave to begin with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, did I mention that the hotel restaurant has sushi? Room service, please! But you can rent bikes! Ok. maybe I'll leave just once - if there's a bike involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.hotelfox.dk/images/rooms/214.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.hotelfox.dk/images/rooms/509.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.hotelfox.dk/images/rooms/407.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.hotelfox.dk/images/rooms/506.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have a prom date! *PHEW* That's one less thing to deal with now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3572312762466514513?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3572312762466514513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3572312762466514513&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3572312762466514513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3572312762466514513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/room-with-view.html' title='A Room with a View'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-339090687083405160</id><published>2009-03-09T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:48:45.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Night of our Lives</title><content type='html'>It's official, even though there aren't any flowers in bloom yet, and its still cold, but its prom season alright. Prom season, the period of time in which people only talk about prom. All I hears is"Who are you going with" "What are you wearing?" "Where is the after party?" and "Who's in our limo." Prom is a ton of effort for one night, and there's too much pressure to make it perfect.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I'm right in the middle of figuring out who I'm going with, and I know after that I'll have to deal with all the other big questions. But lets be honest, the most important part of prom is the dress. Most of my friends are relying on me to find them dresses, which can be fun and challenging. I'm enjoying playing Rachel Zoe and picking out dresses that suit their styles and personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wish I had all my own shit pulled together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my prom dress picks (for no one in particular):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the glamourous one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.saksfifthavenue.com/images/products/04/741/1258/0474112584084/0474112584084R__ASTL_300x400.jpg" name="MainImage0" width="300" height="400" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;nicole miller, www.saks.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the bohemian one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" align="center" id="mainView" src="http://ns1.revolveclothing.com/images/p/r/VOOM-WD74_V1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;voom, www.revolveclothing.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the bubbly one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" align="center" id="mainView" src="http://ns1.revolveclothing.com/images/p/r/NL-WD181_V1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;nanette lepore, www.revolveclothing.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the rebel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://g-images.amazon.com/images/G/01/Shopbop/pcs/media/images/products/dknys/dknys2021420879/dknys2021420879_prod_medium_v1_m56577569831439633._SX201_.jpg" id="LARGE_PICTURE" name="LARGE_PICTURE" alt="click for zoom" title="click for zoom" height="396" width="201" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;DKNY shopbop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the vintage one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://g-images.amazon.com/images/G/01/Shopbop/pcs/media/images/products/twelf/twelf2032412816/twelf2032412816_prod_medium_v1_m56577569831430796._SX201_.jpg" id="LARGE_PICTURE" name="LARGE_PICTURE" alt="click for zoom" title="click for zoom" height="396" width="201" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Twelfth St. by Cynthia Vincent, www.Shopbop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the sporty one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://g-images.amazon.com/images/G/01/Shopbop/pcs/media/images/products/thaye/thaye2013826074/thaye2013826074_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831449096._SX201_.jpg" id="LARGE_PICTURE" name="LARGE_PICTURE" alt="click for zoom" title="click for zoom" height="396" width="201" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thayer, www.shopbop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The girly one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://g-images.amazon.com/images/G/01/Shopbop/pcs/media/images/products/diavf/diavf2050624314/diavf2050624314_prod_medium_v1_m56577569831410154._SX201_.jpg" id="LARGE_PICTURE" name="LARGE_PICTURE" alt="click for zoom" title="click for zoom" height="396" width="201" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Diane Von Furstenberg, www.shopbop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the preppy one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="largeImage" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/Intermix/D19G126MFC_200?&amp;amp;$detail$" border="0" alt="Silk Chiffon Ruffle Mermaid Dress" class="detailsize" onerror="this.src='http://images.intermixonline.com/images/set_a/en_us/local/products/prodnotavail.jpg'" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Vera Wang Lavender, www.intermixonline.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me about your prom night, what you wore what you did, or if you're too young what is your dream prom like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-339090687083405160?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/339090687083405160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=339090687083405160&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/339090687083405160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/339090687083405160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/greatest-night-of-our-lives.html' title='The Greatest Night of our Lives'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4898360681687501854</id><published>2009-03-08T18:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:56:26.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>I went shopping saturday and didn't buy anything i could wear to school (minus shoes, belts, and makeup... but those don't count...). This is a big accomplishment for me because recently everything i've been buying has been in dress code. I have only been able to see things in black, red, grey, navy, and khaki, but now I have changed! I bought prints, and colors, and exciting things in preparation for my trip to Santa Fe in the upcoming months. Apparently its no warmer than it is here in PA, but that won't keep me from wearing cute dresses and skirts. I need to escape the monotony of school and winter.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 338px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/114/265777261_270d169e51.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If anyone lives in Santa Fe, or has ever been there, I'd appreciate some tips on where to go, what to eat, where to shop, ect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; My mom is probably going to move there once I leave for college, so as well as playing tourist we'll be house hunting a bit, but mostly we'll be playing tourist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-4898360681687501854?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4898360681687501854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=4898360681687501854&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4898360681687501854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4898360681687501854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-5781395336901378453</id><published>2009-03-06T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:26:38.685-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>La Vie Boheme</title><content type='html'>I'm going to a school musical tonight. This is like my third school function in the past month! I'm really embracing that senior thing, getting involved, making the most of things, ect. There are less than 30 school days left until Senior Project and the end of High School classes. Then it will only be a few months until college! Wow!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SbGeAFKYQiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RDb5eQ5shgQ/s400/Photo+174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310199159869424162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SbGd4FKNEWI/AAAAAAAAAME/tYq9N1t3pns/s400/Photo+173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310199022429737314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;sweater: my mommy knit it!; belt: ralph lauren; jeans: peoples liberation denim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so nice out today I wore shorts to school! I want to go into the city tomorrow and enjoy the warm weather while it lasts but I don't know if thats going to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks everyone for the lovely birthday wishes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-5781395336901378453?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5781395336901378453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=5781395336901378453&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5781395336901378453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5781395336901378453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-going-to-school-play-tonight.html' title='La Vie Boheme'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SbGeAFKYQiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RDb5eQ5shgQ/s72-c/Photo+174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3796176475637328825</id><published>2009-03-04T12:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:42:16.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>18.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Numbered List" border="0" class="gl_list_num" /&gt;Today has been such a lovely day. To begin with, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its my birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;(I'm finally legal! WOO!)&lt;/span&gt;, and furthermore, I had a field trip! Me and my Art History Class ventured to the Philadelphia Museum of Art. Each of us was assigned a gallery and were instructed to give a small presentation on the period represented by the works, and to explain some of the pieces themselves.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love art and had a great time looking at all the beautiful works. It is so different to see the things we studied in class in real life, rather than in pictures. I'm always surprised by how big things are. When I was at the Prado in Madrid I couldn't believe &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Las Meninas&lt;/span&gt; was so much larger than the print hanging in my spanish classroom.  My favorites at the Philly Art Museum would have to be the modern works. It was fun because I remembered going into those same galleries as a kid with my mom.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 218px;" src="http://www.philamuseum.org/images/cad/large/1998-74-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 216px;" src="http://www.philamuseum.org/images/cad/large/1952-61-96.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 224px;" src="http://www.philamuseum.org/images/cad/large/1955-1-27b-ov.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The Fountain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; Marcel Duchamp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Three Musicians,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; Pablo Ruiz y Picasso; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Portrait of a Man&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isn't the small portrait adorable! Someone would have their likeness painted and then give the image to their lover!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately we had to be in dress code, so no exciting outfit. I did wear a red sweater my mom knit me, but since my camera is dead I don't have pictures. I'm going to order a new camera this weekend though, with some of the birthday money I've received (thanks Grammi &amp;amp; Poppi).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a great day! One of the highlights would have to be being called crazy by Italian tourists (in Italian!) as I ran through the revolving door to leave the museum. My teacher kindly translated the insult for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another great point was all the food. I made cupcakes shaped like boobs - complete with gum drop nipples! You have to understand it's an Art History class full of 13 girls and no boys - we talk about boobs a lot, in an artistic context of course... My friend Sarah also made me brownies. Lunch in the museum cafeteria was delicious and I treated myself to a lemon square! Then my mom ordered Indian food for dinner in addition to baking me kugel. There's still Birthday cake waiting downstairs! I'm going to have to run a little longer than usual tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in honor of my 18 years of life I thought I'd share my favorite baby picture of myself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1819/226/109/1463190312/n1463190312_30262086_3927.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 488px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look at me, the little budding fashionista with the wayfarers and tribal print hat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3796176475637328825?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3796176475637328825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3796176475637328825&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3796176475637328825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3796176475637328825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/18.html' title='18.'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-7157841842610190741</id><published>2009-03-01T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:05:10.656-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Boys vs. Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SapWMN799MI/AAAAAAAAAL8/b4LaXDv7rFc/s1600-h/Photo+163.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SapWMN799MI/AAAAAAAAAL8/b4LaXDv7rFc/s400/Photo+163.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308149878709155010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SapWFK9oPeI/AAAAAAAAAL0/aMSeA-XvPVk/s1600-h/Photo+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SapWFK9oPeI/AAAAAAAAAL0/aMSeA-XvPVk/s400/Photo+150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308149757651729890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SapWFK9oPeI/AAAAAAAAAL0/aMSeA-XvPVk/s1600-h/Photo+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: italic; font-size:x-small;"&gt;awkward pictures! sorry crap lighting at 3am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: italic; font-size:x-small;"&gt;top: Anthropology; tank: AE; jeans: found denim; boots (not pictured): ugg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, I'm not great with guys. I'm ok, I can put sentences together in their presence, but I don't know. I'm not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that girl&lt;/span&gt;, you know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that girl. &lt;/span&gt;No matter how much I try I just can't come of as aloof and mysterious nor sweet and giggly. That's the thing, I try. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That girl &lt;/span&gt;doesn't try. She just is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night me and a few friends went to meet some guys, some friends of a friend or whatever, and I did my best to take my friends advice, "you know, dress casually. Wear tight jeans and like a tight t-shirt or whatever." The thing is, my style doesn't seem to be boy approved. This summer I put on a high waisted skirt and my friend Arthur proceeded to try and pull it down. He then decided it was too long once pulled down and told me just to change the skirt. I said no, I like the skirt just the way it was. But tonight I wanted to be boy approved, especially since this was my first impression. So, I picked out some tight jeans and a cute pink t shirt. It's not my favorite outfit but its comfy and I think the puff sleeves are a cute detail. I couldn't tell you whether this outfit was boy approved or not in the end, but I guess it did ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-7157841842610190741?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/7157841842610190741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=7157841842610190741&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7157841842610190741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7157841842610190741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/03/boys-and-girls.html' title='Boys vs. Girls'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SapWMN799MI/AAAAAAAAAL8/b4LaXDv7rFc/s72-c/Photo+163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-7568526742622630977</id><published>2009-02-28T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:36:09.501-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Oh the places you'll go...</title><content type='html'>It's very hard for me to take outfit pictures between my drab school uniform and my lack of camera, so instead I've decided to share some pics from last summer. After an opne mic night at my school where a bunch of my friends sang and played instruments we went to a hookah place to hang out and of course smoke hookah. Hookah always reminds me of the summer I spent in Israel, so I thought now would be a nice time to share some pictures.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SamJD2RZbNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/DbWH_Xu4rHU/s400/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307924335033937106" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SamJS47hXNI/AAAAAAAAAK0/_nlBUOeFzZc/s400/IMG_0247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307924593445526738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SamJwaNFMII/AAAAAAAAALE/VEEim7MRQJE/s400/IMG_0259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307925100593754242" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SamJfvezpaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SaLhLeiGsQ4/s400/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307924814247470498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SamKB9wxwlI/AAAAAAAAALM/8s8mIZquJEU/s400/IMG_0285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307925402196492882" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SamK7FhNT1I/AAAAAAAAALc/RSPlekSMoeA/s400/IMG_0242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307926383531216722" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was such an amazing experience. The entire country is beautiful and far more than one would expect. It is nothing like the news depicts it, and the most important thing I learnt that despite what one hears on the television, the entire Israel population does not feel one way about anything. I went to Isreal with a teen group which was great, and we were also joined by Israeli councilors and two Israeli teens. I was surprised to hear Israelis argue about everything from the Gay Pride parades in Tel Aviv and Jerusalem to the appropriate response to the Israel/Palestine conflict. I think the most important thing while traveling is to talk to people who actually live in these countries, and learn not only what the country is by means of museums and landmarks, but also its personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-7568526742622630977?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/7568526742622630977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=7568526742622630977&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7568526742622630977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7568526742622630977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-places-youll-go.html' title='Oh the places you&apos;ll go...'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SamJD2RZbNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/DbWH_Xu4rHU/s72-c/IMG_0234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-7254657547009525988</id><published>2009-02-25T15:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:31:34.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>American Girl</title><content type='html'>Today sucked. I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed, 40 minutes late, and had to get ready in about 10 minutes. I didn't have time to put makeup on, and my outfit was a mess. At times I find the monotony of a school uniform kind of depressing, but I mitigate that with my personal style. Today I just didn't have time to pick out an outfit and somehow ended up in a khaki kilt with a purple t shirt under a navy polo topped off with a long burgundy cardigan and my grey uggs. Not a great look.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the end of the day I felt a little better and it was almost warm out when I left school. I can't wait for summer, filled with cotton dresses, outdoor music festivals, and days by the pool. To fill in this fantasy I've been doing a lot of online browsing. While flipping through various sights spring lines I was surprised to see all the new clothes at &lt;a href="http://www.ae.com/web/index.jsp"&gt;American Eagle&lt;/a&gt;. They must have gotten a new fashion director or something because the clothes are surprisingly trendy and cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the pieces I'm impressed by:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ae.com/Images/laydowns/Large_265/0393_9131_612.jpg" border="0" width="265" name="laydown" alt="click for Larger View" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.ae.com/Images/laydowns/Large_265/0439_7527_974.jpg" border="0" width="265" name="laydown" alt="click for Larger View" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ae.com/Images/laydowns/Large_265/0393_9173_588.jpg" border="0" width="265" name="laydown" alt="click for Larger View" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.ae.com/Images/laydowns/Large_265/0313_1189_020.jpg" border="0" name="laydown" alt="click for Larger View" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ae.com/Images/laydowns/Large_265/2371_9279_100.jpg" border="0" name="laydown" alt="click for Larger View" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.ae.com/Images/laydowns/Large_265/1331_3337_301.jpg" border="0" name="laydown" alt="click for Larger View" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-7254657547009525988?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/7254657547009525988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=7254657547009525988&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7254657547009525988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/7254657547009525988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/american-girl.html' title='American Girl'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3987736961683276903</id><published>2009-02-23T19:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:29:44.894-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books and other smart stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>Free the Slaves</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank everyone so much for all taking time to look at my blog. All of your lovely comments make me so happy. I never expected to get over 20 comments on one post!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night while watching the Oscars I was so impressed by the few who took their victories as an opportunity to speak out about injustices, like Dustin Black who won for "Best Original Screen Play" with his screen play for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Milk&lt;/span&gt;, and took his 90 seconds of air time to speak on behalf of the gay community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following Black's example, I would like to speak out about something important to me, while I have all of your attention: modern slavery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 520px; height: 356px;" src="http://img.coxnewsweb.com/B/01/29/96/image_296291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;Sex slavery, domestic slavery, and agricultural slavery are the most previlent forms of slavery in the U.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I became aware of this issue a few years ago after hearing a lecture done by a former child slave. I was surprised to find out that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here are around 27 million people enslaved all around the world today&lt;/span&gt;. After becoming aware of this oppression I made it my mission to find a speaker to talk on this subject to my high school. Today Ron Soodalter, who's second book &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Slave Next Door&lt;/span&gt; spoke about the thousands of people enslaved in the United States today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had worked very hard to secure a speaker for my school, and was so thrilled when Ron's speech was everything and more than what I could have hoped for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you all take time to check out this website: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.fell4fashion.blogspot.com"&gt;Freetheslaves.net&lt;/a&gt;, and spend some time educating yourselves. This issue is so much more than any of us could even imagine, and the first step to ending the problem, is education.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;image courtesy of Palm Beach Post]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3987736961683276903?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3987736961683276903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3987736961683276903&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3987736961683276903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3987736961683276903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-slaves.html' title='Free the Slaves'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-3460302381020831810</id><published>2009-02-22T11:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:52:35.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>This is math I can do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGnNNO9BcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DcUPCC2KjpY/s1600-h/Photo+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGnNNO9BcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DcUPCC2KjpY/s400/Photo+146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305705681351673282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGnNNO9BcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DcUPCC2KjpY/s1600-h/Photo+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGnGoTUbYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dcGSyYfWEm8/s1600-h/Photo+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGnGoTUbYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dcGSyYfWEm8/s400/Photo+139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305705568358657410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGnGoTUbYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dcGSyYfWEm8/s1600-h/Photo+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGm8QoUOHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-g9Zc4ytS_E/s1600-h/Photo+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGm8QoUOHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-g9Zc4ytS_E/s400/Photo+138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305705390205581426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGm8QoUOHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-g9Zc4ytS_E/s1600-h/Photo+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;cardigan: BCBG; sweater: kensie girl; jeans: found denim; shoes: keds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Many of my friends are jealous that I have removed math from my schedule this year, and while I live in a relatively arithmetic free world now, I haven't quite removed geometry from my life. I've really been attracted to all the geometric prints this season. Today I wore a grey sweater featuring a square design. The sweater itself reminds me of my Grammi who has decorated her apartment in the most mod of fashion, featuring white sofas, grey walls, and red pillows. Thats why this sweater seemed so great for meeting her for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGnvAGKz-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/-52uwOXO25I/s400/Photo+147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305706261940719586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGnhbRXliI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CToW03ty8pU/s400/Photo+152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305706028717282850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also, I picked up these booties the other day while shopping in Philadelphia. Surprisingly they're Keds! They're super comfortable and they sort of remind me of Chloe booties. I've been wearing them with everything from mini skirts to skinny jeans, and just love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-3460302381020831810?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3460302381020831810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=3460302381020831810&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3460302381020831810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/3460302381020831810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-math-i-can-do.html' title='This is math I can do.'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaGnNNO9BcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DcUPCC2KjpY/s72-c/Photo+146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-2677451667575798251</id><published>2009-02-21T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:33:52.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>BMX BTW FTW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;titles are hard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzsw8k5SI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5xcYazECSpk/s1600-h/Photo+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzsw8k5SI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5xcYazECSpk/s400/Photo+135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305437942677038370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzo1f_LFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Al-2A-9WgV0/s1600-h/Photo+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzo1f_LFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Al-2A-9WgV0/s400/Photo+133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305437875179826258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzo1f_LFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Al-2A-9WgV0/s1600-h/Photo+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzX32NYoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lChq50gTU3o/s1600-h/Photo+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzX32NYoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lChq50gTU3o/s400/Photo+130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305437583752127106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzX32NYoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lChq50gTU3o/s1600-h/Photo+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzRQZJS_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/PtVzxNXLQt8/s1600-h/Photo+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzRQZJS_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/PtVzxNXLQt8/s400/Photo+127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305437470082026482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzRQZJS_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/PtVzxNXLQt8/s1600-h/Photo+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My dad surprised me yesterday with my birthday gift - a leather jacket! I had asked for one, and after showing him a few pictures, expected we'd go to the mall and I'd pick one out. I was really excited, because no one ever buys me gifts. For the longest time presents have been an opportunity for me to ask for something I wanted but wouldn't necessarily buy for myself, like boots, or a camera, or something kind of expensive. While I've liked everything I've received (I've picked it out of course) it doesn't exactly feel "gifty". Even my grandparents have resorted to giving me money - not the same as someone spending time, thinking of you, figuring you what you might like.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats why it was such a great surprise to get a jacket from my dad, a jacket I didn't pick out! The only issue is I can't tell whether or not I like it  because I like it or if I like it because it's a gift. I think I might ask for the receipt so that I can go to the store, check out all the other jackets, and make my mind up for myself. No, that isn't gifty anymore, but this is a big gift and I'd hate to have this expensive jacket that I stop liking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, thank you to &lt;a href="http://captivateme.wordpress.com/"&gt;captivate me&lt;/a&gt; for this lovely award. It means to much to me to get all of this support as a new blog. All of your comments are equally meaningful to me. Thank you so much for anyone who takes time to read my humble little blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-511" title="fabulous1" src="http://captivateme.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/fabulous1.jpg?w=149&amp;amp;h=185" alt="fabulous1" width="149" height="185" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-2677451667575798251?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2677451667575798251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=2677451667575798251&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2677451667575798251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2677451667575798251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/gift-that-keeps-on-giving.html' title='BMX BTW FTW'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SaCzsw8k5SI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5xcYazECSpk/s72-c/Photo+135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8426436505413069741</id><published>2009-02-19T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:32:54.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Seriously? Another Hello Kitty post?</title><content type='html'>Last one, I promise (well... I can't promise), but this was too good not to post about!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAC has asked tons of amazing designers to do Hello Kitty inspired peices which are being auctioned off on &lt;a href="http://stores.ebay.com/Auction-Cause/MAC-Hello-Kitty.html"&gt;ebay&lt;/a&gt; in order to raise money for the Museum of FIT. Charlotte Ronson, Elie Sabb, Hervé Léger, and Zac Posen are among the numerous designers involved in this project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of my favorite creations:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 500px;" src="http://i19.ebayimg.com/04/i/001/30/ef/b2a3_12.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.ebayimg.com/02/i/001/30/ef/f33a_12.JPG" name="eBayBig" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.ebayimg.com/04/i/001/30/ef/8364_12.JPG" name="eBayBig" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.ebayimg.com/07/i/001/30/ef/6745_12.JPG" name="eBayBig" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.ebayimg.com/02/i/001/30/ef/8845_12.JPG" name="eBayBig" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.ebayimg.com/08/i/001/30/ef/4197_12.JPG" name="eBayBig" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Zac Posen, Elie Sabb, Sang Beg, Manish  Aurora, Su-Chin Huang, Dress 33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie Perry wore this Hello Kitty ensemble by the Blonds at the Brit Awards. For only $570 this bedazzled bustier can be yours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 410px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.popcrunch.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/katybritawards.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8426436505413069741?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8426436505413069741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8426436505413069741&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8426436505413069741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8426436505413069741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/seriously-another-hello-kitty-post.html' title='Seriously? Another Hello Kitty post?'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6674196942839440708</id><published>2009-02-19T15:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:50:32.570-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>What's cooking, good looking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZ4abJBrTeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SZHT80kw0zc/s1600-h/Photo+99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZ4abJBrTeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SZHT80kw0zc/s320/Photo+99.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304706464670764514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry for the lack of posts recently. Sadly, my camera is unable to do anything but take blurry pictures which means mostly photobooth pictures which aren't that great.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today after school I made kugel for "Multi Cultural Night" at school. Everyone has been invited to make food from their cultures, and for $10 there's all you can eat plus a movie! All the money raised will go to the &lt;a href="http://www.cancer.org/docroot/home/index.asp"&gt;American Cancer Society.&lt;/a&gt; Such a great cause!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously I spent over 40 minutes creating Kugel - my favorite Jewish dish. It's my first try at making it and I hope it turns out alright. We didn't have enough sour cream so I added more cottage cheese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For anyone who doesn't know Kugel (and I feel really bad for you if you don't) it's a sweet noodle casserole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's the recipe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 lb noodles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cups milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 oz cottage cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 bar soft cream cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 pt. sour cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;graham cracker crumbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sugar/cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Cook noodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beat eggs separately, add 1 tsp vanilla to eggs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mix all other ingredients in with eegs and vanilla&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;combine noodles and mix&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;melt butter in casserole dish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pour mixture into pan - top with graham cracker crumbs, sugar, and cinnamon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cook for 1 1/2 hours in an oven pre-heated to 350˙F&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I hope you enjoy the recipe - and here's my housewife inspired attire, in honor of my recent domesticity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZ4GXZrf0eI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GAEYOZQkCzY/s400/Photo+111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304684410189107682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZ4HeQTIy8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/x3kpUIJ2Qog/s400/Photo+102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304685627441728450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: italic; font-size:x-small;"&gt;derss: target; belt: h&amp;amp;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6674196942839440708?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6674196942839440708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6674196942839440708&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6674196942839440708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6674196942839440708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-for-lack-of-posts-recently.html' title='What&apos;s cooking, good looking?'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZ4abJBrTeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SZHT80kw0zc/s72-c/Photo+99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1960983000948960079</id><published>2009-02-16T17:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:02:42.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><title type='text'>Movies I saw</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a great holiday weekend - I know I did. My best friend came to visit yesterday and we had a great time wandering around the city, going in and out of boutiques, eating in yummy restaurants, and catching up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also saw two movies this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coroline&lt;/span&gt; is another Tim Burton movie, and unlike &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Corpse Bride&lt;/span&gt; I felt this lived up to the hype. It was creepy, imaginative, and beautiful. Me and my mom saw it in 3-D and it really was amazing. As a child I was so fascinated by the 3-D muppet attraction in Disney that I went to see it twice, and well, the gimmick still hasn't been lost on me. Every scene looked like a picture, the creativity behind the whole movie was truly inspiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 475px; height: 300px;" src="http://images.ctv.ca/archives/CTVNews/img2/20090206/475_coraline_090206.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kinky Boots&lt;/span&gt; which is the funny and endearing story of a shoe company trying to stay afloat. This movie combined three of my favorite things: shoes, accents, and drag queens. This British import had great emotional balance, with both highs and lows, and had very well developed characters that you truly fell in love with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.4frontfilmservices.com/kinky%20boots%20lola%202.bmp" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I might not be the best film critic, but I like movies, and I really enjoyed both of these films.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1960983000948960079?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1960983000948960079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1960983000948960079&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1960983000948960079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1960983000948960079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/movies-i-saw.html' title='Movies I saw'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8163882775596852278</id><published>2009-02-14T15:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:54:47.271-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>My Valentine: Hello Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZewHiqEP8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/KiGh_FkJuf0/s1600-h/IMG_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZewHiqEP8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/KiGh_FkJuf0/s400/IMG_1120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302900729860865986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZdbjACzukI/AAAAAAAAAHI/QDqmTO61Z-o/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZdbjACzukI/AAAAAAAAAHI/QDqmTO61Z-o/s320/IMG_1139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302807743117376066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZdbbosx7_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/B9soyofPBH8/s320/IMG_1142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302807616591884274" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:x-small;"&gt;lipglass: (left) she loves candy, (right) sweet strawberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZdb-2Ma-UI/AAAAAAAAAHg/237nUjdJD00/s400/IMG_1145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302808221509679426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lip conditioner: popster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZdb35AacnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/fSp7QIXEir0/s400/IMG_1146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302808102005535346" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:x-small;"&gt;lipstick: most popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZdbvxxSRoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/p7yV2MDL8GY/s400/IMG_1144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302807962624083586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:x-small;"&gt;blush: tippy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Hello Kitty by MAC stuff arrived on Friday and I couldn't have been more excited! I've been talking about this collection FOREVER! I love the colors, they're not all exactly what I was expecting, but the surprises just allowed me to step out of my comfort zone, and try some new things, which I love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lipstick is a beautiful raspberry color, and the lip conditioner is a really cute hot pink. It's much more pigmented than i expected! The blush is a nice hot pink - the only draw back is that I have to apply it very lightly or else I look like a 13 year old, allowed to wear makeup for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could take better pictures but I put my camera on the stairs for a minute, and it slipped 3 stairs onto concrete and since the focus has been a mess. Initially the lens wouldn't open, but I took an exact-o knife to the zoom lens to help smooth out the bumps. Now it makes loud noises when it opens or zooms, and can't focus picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If anyone has any recommendations for a good point and shoot camera I'd really appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will miss you Cannon Power Shot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8163882775596852278?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8163882775596852278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8163882775596852278&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8163882775596852278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8163882775596852278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-valentine-hello-kitty.html' title='My Valentine: Hello Kitty'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZewHiqEP8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/KiGh_FkJuf0/s72-c/IMG_1120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-8651513177064914663</id><published>2009-02-13T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:09:24.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Prep School Rave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to a mixer with a few of my friends at another private school in the area. It was neon themed, which is a school approved way to say "Rave Themed." They gym was filled with black lights and strobe lights and about 500 kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZZOhdJGOMI/AAAAAAAAAGg/v_3IjTa2hww/s320/IMG_1125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302511947940772034" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZZOvrjfB1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/0Ttt7Oi04N0/s320/IMG_1128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302512192327714642" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZZOFXYgbgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-PqCbMk69aU/s400/IMG_1135_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302511465358454274" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZZRrtfCtZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Tggv58VpcMA/s400/IMG_1133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302515422661358994" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;shirt: american eagle; skirt: american apparel; belt: vintage; shoes: they're not free people but I bought them at the free people store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My bangs were such a mess, I've let them grown too long and I tried to cut them myself. I seriously need a real hair cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before the dance tried on so many outfits with my friend Alaina (who is also responsible for these pictures) trying to find something "neon" in my wardrobe. Eventually I decided on this white on white outfit which would glow under black light, and the pink belt was a great pop of color. The pink heart I drew on my face was done with Kryolan makeup, its a sort of stage makeup that is formulated to glow under UV light! It looked really cool under the black light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. Happy Valentines Day everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-8651513177064914663?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8651513177064914663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=8651513177064914663&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8651513177064914663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/8651513177064914663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/prep-school-rave.html' title='Prep School Rave'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZZOhdJGOMI/AAAAAAAAAGg/v_3IjTa2hww/s72-c/IMG_1125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-2431877547778300203</id><published>2009-02-12T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:59:24.356-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><title type='text'>Napoleon, Sanchez, and Mongiello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZUK28sm_AI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1joshuBmUyI/s200/f057a769dddf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302156075421072386" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZUKtJsOLgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NJsuQJY71mg/s1600-h/f585bd1db53a.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZUKw6KZKQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/e3-ebgT4Sos/s200/4ad83f2c11a4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302155971661474050" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZULEMS7a8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/fjWzoXrbKM8/s200/c42384a1294e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302156302946626498" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found these pictures, take for Numero Korea Magazine by Sofia Sanchez and Mauro Mongiello, while browsing through one of my favorite fashion related websites &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/?skip=40"&gt;FotoDecadent&lt;/a&gt;. They're amazing, and after spending more time on the sight I can't believe I had forgotten this website for so long. I was glad that I had re-explored my bookmarked websites the other day. The mix of Marie Antoinette and modern is eerie and beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photography is a skill I'm really jealous of, but after a few altercations with the arrogant bitch of a photo teacher at school, and an unsuccessful photo class at a local arts college, I have resigned myself to staying an ammeter. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-2431877547778300203?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2431877547778300203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=2431877547778300203&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2431877547778300203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2431877547778300203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/napoleon-sanchez-and-mongiello.html' title='Napoleon, Sanchez, and Mongiello'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZUK28sm_AI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1joshuBmUyI/s72-c/f057a769dddf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6673065280184164803</id><published>2009-02-10T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:35:53.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Bad Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZO1IR_ERZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zXRRoTqfh6E/s320/IMG_1114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301780340216710546" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZJLQzZCePI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DGa7hTAGRoQ/s320/IMG_1112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301382463413713138" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZJLpy6xDGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KEIdkfNpwuQ/s320/IMG_1115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301382892783471714" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;dress: free people; scarf (around waist): vintage; shoes: neiman marcus outlet; headband: urban outfitters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello Kitty is officially out today! It is on the website and also in some stores. Along with the collection MAC released this video. I love the surreal &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt; feel - seriously creepy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inspired by the video I put together my own &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt; look. I think I want to wear this to my birthday party next month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SInPXQCBQ7s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SInPXQCBQ7s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZJduCJ4FiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/0bDqEq8t3b0/s400/Photo+81.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301402756802156066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me and my kitty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;dress: free people; scarf (around waist): vintage; shoes: neiman marcus outlet; headband: urban outfitters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6673065280184164803?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6673065280184164803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6673065280184164803&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6673065280184164803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6673065280184164803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-kitty.html' title='Bad Kitty'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZO1IR_ERZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zXRRoTqfh6E/s72-c/IMG_1114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6703846747489487095</id><published>2009-02-09T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:59:34.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Sort of like Gossip Girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZC0Py6gPxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mjTJSgixUs0/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZC0Py6gPxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mjTJSgixUs0/s400/IMG_1090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300934944873266962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, in honor of Monday which is officially GOSSIP GIRL DAY in my book, this is a uniform related post -- because who doesn't love GG's prep school style?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am happily more than half way through my senior year! In a few months I will be rid of this uniform, but in the mean time I have tried to manipulate the color restrictions and polo requirements to produce semi fashionable, individual outfits. Don't get me wrong, I am in no way one of those people who needs clothing to define themselves, I'm still as much me in a plaid skirt and oxford as I am in any other outfit, but I do get sort of depressed, occasionally, by the monotony of grey, black, navy, white, khaki, and red required by my school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is an outfit I wear often to school, sometimes the polo is red or the socks are pink or the sweater is burgundy, but this is pretty much its original form. I wouldn't wear heels to school but the black mary-janes feel very school girl like to me. Maybe I would wear them in a TV show version of my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZC0ZcMHihI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kVqhJ5Znu0k/s400/IMG_1096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300935110571821586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZCxNRAfgRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TV5sR3UdsTo/s1600-h/IMG_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZCxNRAfgRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TV5sR3UdsTo/s400/IMG_1093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300931602876956946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:x-small;"&gt;sweater: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BCBG Outlet&lt;/span&gt;; polo: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;an old summer job&lt;/span&gt;; skirt: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;urban outfitters&lt;/span&gt;; socks: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;; shoes: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neiman Marcus Outlet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6703846747489487095?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6703846747489487095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6703846747489487095&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6703846747489487095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6703846747489487095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/prep-school.html' title='Sort of like Gossip Girl...'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SZC0Py6gPxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mjTJSgixUs0/s72-c/IMG_1090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-837321805954728366</id><published>2009-02-06T14:13:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:28:41.318-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>Feeling Feline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.temptalia.com/images/maccosmetics/media_hello002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.temptalia.com/images/maccosmetics/media_hello002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved Hello Kitty since sixth grade. I was a regular at the Sanrio store at the mall. Now that I'm grown I've transfered my obsession to makeup and can't take a trip to the mall without stopping into the MAC store to check out the latest collection.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first heard about the MAC and Hello Kitty collaboration last fall my head practically exploded. I've since spent hours looking up different blogs, in hopes of finding new pictures or new release date info.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day has finally come. I just pre ordered all my kitty cosmetics from &lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/C/6001822/0~2377897~2377898~6001822?mediumthumbnail=Y&amp;amp;origin=leftnav&amp;amp;pbo=6021857"&gt;Nordstroms&lt;/a&gt;. I ordered a modest amount, only 6 pieces from the collection, which isn't much for true MAC collectors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I highly recommend that anyone else interested in this collection pre-order!&lt;/span&gt; Mac has been known to sell out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will do an update when my new purchases arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;picture courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.temptalia.com/"&gt;Temptilia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-837321805954728366?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/837321805954728366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=837321805954728366&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/837321805954728366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/837321805954728366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-feline.html' title='Feeling Feline'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6752928045814329132</id><published>2009-02-05T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:00:54.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Rosie the Riveter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SYuG6YS8l0I/AAAAAAAAADw/i-VpkwkGDMo/s1600-h/IMG_1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SYuG6YS8l0I/AAAAAAAAADw/i-VpkwkGDMo/s400/IMG_1085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299477724043974466" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SYuGyKVv_5I/AAAAAAAAADo/x5cXWSUHwYQ/s400/IMG_1088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299477582858682258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;jumpsuit &amp;amp; belt: vintage (moms closet); shoes: payless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love jumpsuits, onesies, rompers, whatever you want to call them, I like it. I was lucky enough to find an army green jumpsuit in my moms closet one afternoon, and have worshipped it ever since. My friend likes to tell me I look like a paratrooper while wearing it, and to be honest, I feel ready for anything while wearing it. It really reminds me of the women who began working in factories during WWII when men were overseas fighting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The only downside is my friends don't seem to understand my love for this particular jumpsuit. It seemed appropriate for an open art studio session at school, but less appropriate when me and a bunch of friends went to the movies afterwards. Sadly, 17 year old boys really don't understand my fashion choice. Sad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 390px;" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/15871692_40_b?$detailmain$" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 396px;" src="http://g-images.amazon.com/images/G/01/Shopbop/pcs/media/images/products/venac/venac2005612894/venac2005612894_prod_medium_v1_m56577569831335334._SX201_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:x-small;"&gt;urban outfitters; shopbop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, please check out my friends &lt;a href="http://nailpolish12.wordpress.com/"&gt;nail polish blog.&lt;/a&gt; My nails are featured modeling "Shanghai Shimmer."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6752928045814329132?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6752928045814329132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6752928045814329132&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6752928045814329132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6752928045814329132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/rosie-riveter.html' title='Rosie the Riveter'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SYuG6YS8l0I/AAAAAAAAADw/i-VpkwkGDMo/s72-c/IMG_1085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-777458843041891058</id><published>2009-02-03T15:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:34:23.130-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Prints and Pants: Flea Market Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sunday a few friends and I hit up the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Punk Rock Flea Market&lt;/span&gt; in Philly. It was an Emo-fest filled with original artwork, home made jewelry,  vintage clothing, and drug paraphernalia. While it was hard to navigate the small space (which is usually a concert venue) there were some great finds once you shoveled through the crap and junk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also bought a velvet blazer at a boutique in Old City but I'll show that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SYofOoefdXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/s-8UuzYCsJ0/s320/IMG_1062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299082247798748530" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love the skirts wallpaper print, and the metallic fabric makes it so fun. I can't wait to dress it up and down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SYofcEdLl3I/AAAAAAAAADA/v6OwpeI9T98/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299082478647744370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited about these jeans. They're perfect &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;distressed levi's that I can't wait to turn into cut off shorts. They'll be great for summer music festiv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;als and weekends down the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SYof1zbdKYI/AAAAAAAAADI/0RWfcvUeCMI/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299082920753703298" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure how I feel about this dress. It was only $6 so I'm not feeling a major commitment. I don't know how if the fit is the best, and the fabric feels so synthetic, but besides that it has a really interesting back. I think accesories could really help this and make it great for graduation parties or dinner in the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SYogw4IWGVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/cb3FgaUWDrI/s320/IMG_1065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299083935628007762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SYohdtDHtiI/AAAAAAAAADY/gRrhGwCrG5o/s320/IMG_1066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299084705747416610" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really thrilled with this orignal woodblock print. I can't wait to get it framed and hang it in my bedroom. I can hear the trains at night in my bedroom, and I take the train a lot, whether visiting friends in another town, another state, or just gong into Philadelphia for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-777458843041891058?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/777458843041891058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=777458843041891058&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/777458843041891058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/777458843041891058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-me-and-few-friends-hit-up-punk.html' title='Prints and Pants: Flea Market Update'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SYofOoefdXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/s-8UuzYCsJ0/s72-c/IMG_1062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-6206421276304433395</id><published>2009-01-31T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:25:11.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>I failed my drivers test, again. 15 minutes after leaving the testing sight it clicked in my mind. I had gotten the whole thing mixed up and had tried to line my car up with the back cones instead of the front ones. I think the big lesson learned from this is that I'm not good under pressure.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I won't become a surgeon, no big loss. Third times a charm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-6206421276304433395?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6206421276304433395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=6206421276304433395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6206421276304433395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/6206421276304433395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-failed-my-drivers-test-again.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-419846505961847585</id><published>2009-01-25T20:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:26:07.650-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books and other smart stuff'/><title type='text'>Jews&amp;Tattoos</title><content type='html'>I beleive I am a Bokonist, which upsets me, not because I've spent the last 17 years of my life as a Jew, but because it means I subscribe to a religion made up by Kurt Vonnegut in order to make fun of religions, and this makes me feel as if my spirituality is a joke.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have no read &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cat's Cradle, &lt;/span&gt;and to be honest, neither have I besides the first 50 pages so far, then I will explain Bokonism for you how I understand it: it is a religion based on the acceptance of the untrue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The quote found in the begining of the book reads as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Live by the foma* that make you brave and kind and he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;althy and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*harmless untruths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And honestly, this is how I view religion and Judaism. It makes me happy, I can't rationalize it, I don't beleive it half the time, and yet, part of me knows or wants to know, there is something greater out there, so I give into this "harmless untruth." I don't know if there is God or not, I like to think there is, but if not (which is probobly more likely) then it's just, harmless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 201px;" src="http://www.occultofpersonality.com/wp-content/uploads/hamsa2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This realization makes me further realize I really want a tattoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always loved the Hamsa, a symbol of the hand of God which is meant to ward off evil. I think they're beautiful and I would love to have one permanently on my body, as a reminder that these harmless untruths or truths or whatever are ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-419846505961847585?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/419846505961847585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=419846505961847585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/419846505961847585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/419846505961847585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/jews.html' title='Jews&amp;Tattoos'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-945479223779672825</id><published>2009-01-24T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:09:23.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Conformity and Uniformity</title><content type='html'>I find myself in a fashion rut. As I grow older I find myself more and more open to more "out there" clothes. I've always loved fashion, ever since I sat in the audience of the Philadelphia Ballet and admired the sparkling costumes, but I've rarely had the courage to try out my own fantastical costume.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently the Academy has transitioned from a dress code to a loose uniform in hopes of elevating their obnoxious prep school status. This change may seem oppressive to some, but it has allowed me too escape many of the pressures in high school. I have slowly been riding myself of all Hollister and Abercrombie since the switch two years ago, and more and more daring fashion choices have been making their way into my closet. This might be a sign of maturing, but it also might be a respo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nse to the freedom of two wardrobes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My school's uniform is fairly relaxed, it allows students to pick out their own skirts and pants as well as sweaters and sweatshirts, as long as they are within school approved colors - grey, black, navy, khaki, and red - and a polo from lands end, with the school logo embroidered above the heart. I have matched high waisted skirts and long cardigans with over the knee socks and penny loafers in order to mix up my school look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://www.piperlime.com/Asset_Archive/PLWeb/Assets/Product/609/609912/category/pl609912-04viv01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.sockdreams.com/_shop/image_upload/product_variety_6261.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 390px;" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/15255151_62_d?$detailmain$" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 390px;" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/15544968_01_b?$detailmain$" border="0" alt="" /&gt;(shoes: www.piperlime.com sweater &amp;amp; skirt: www.urbanoutfitters.com, socks: www.sockdreams.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inexplicably, my school uniform has been influencing my weekend wardrobe. Whenever I'm out shopping I find myself drawn to colors like grey, black, and navy blue: school colors. Just as I began branching out I find myself sinking into another slump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-945479223779672825?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/945479223779672825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=945479223779672825&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/945479223779672825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/945479223779672825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/conformity-and-uniformity.html' title='Conformity and Uniformity'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-1188258932322231884</id><published>2009-01-20T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:35:11.832-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books and other smart stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>First Term President, Second Semester Senior</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day as a "second semester senior." The S.S.S. is a rare breed, a high school student who has found themselves in the last half of their last year of high school. The S.S.S. possesses all the ideals and charisma of youth much every other high school student, as well as immaturity, but these traits, which are usually kept in check by the rigor of schoolwork and the threat of college admissions, are suddenly released as first semester grades are recorded.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a certain code of rules that applies to the Second Semester Senior, and the Second Semester Senior alone:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The S.S.S. does not do homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The S.S.S. attends class at their own discretion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The S.S.S. does not study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The S.S.S. does not stress out about C's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The S.S.S. does not mind showing up to school late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The S.S.S. understands that class time can be used for valuable socializing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The S.S.S. enjoys spending time with their friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The S.S.S. treats teachers as equals, not superiors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The S.S.S. enjoys a good party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The S.S.S. likes to talk about their college, a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, the life of the Second Semester Senior is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I would like to think the world revolves around me, and that Obama's swearing into office coincided with the beginning of my second semester as a sign that I truly have hope for the upcoming months, I know that no matter what Obama would become president. Although that might sound depressing, it is truly empowering. I am so thrilled to have a president like Barack Obama in charge of my country as I transition into my adult life. No matter what I have going on in my life, Obama will still be in control, making the big decisions. I have so much hope and faith for this president, its unbelievable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a S.S.S. I had the luxury of leaving school in order to attend the inauguration, this was not a libety the school gave, but one the S.S.S. assumes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A group of friends and I drove into town to view the inauguration on the TV inside the café which we frequent after school. Café Tea, as it is called, is a lovely little space that offers a variety of exotic loose leaf teas. In a previous life the café was a dance studio where I took ballet after school, and now its where me and a bunch of people hang out after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the students of the Academy filtered into Café Tea the owner, Sharon, welcomed us. "You're just in time." And so we sat, mesmerized by  Barack Obama. In the next four years Obama will work to prove himself as a worthy president of the United States of America, and me and my fellow classmates will transition from Second Semester Seniors, to college freshmen and beyond. We will also hope to prove ourselves, to discover all that we become, and hopefully achieve great things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been a very good day, a day of hope, and possibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-1188258932322231884?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1188258932322231884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=1188258932322231884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1188258932322231884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/1188258932322231884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-term-president-second-semester.html' title='First Term President, Second Semester Senior'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4530263241648581472</id><published>2009-01-15T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:10:43.278-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>A Year to Remember</title><content type='html'>I feel as if I have grown a lot in the past year. 17 feels entirely different than 16, but at the same time, I have the overwhelming feeling that I'm in exactly the same place as I was a year ago.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My school's winter dance is this saturday, and I'm attending with the same date as I attended last year. He's a friend, but will never be anything more (despite what he might want). Also, I was surprised to be instant messaged by the guy I was dating last winter, the guy I wanted to go to the winter semiformal with last year, the guy who it just didn't work out with for some reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I've become much more confident, self assured, and independent in the past year, this deja vu makes me feel like I haven't grown at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How have you changed in the past year? How have you stayed the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-4530263241648581472?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4530263241648581472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=4530263241648581472&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4530263241648581472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4530263241648581472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-to-remember.html' title='A Year to Remember'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4627082684275557737</id><published>2009-01-13T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:10:09.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Valediction and Urination</title><content type='html'>My brother Jake moved out yesterday. He had been living at home since he graduated college last spring, but there really wasn't any work for him around here, especially after the election (he was a political science major) so he's decided to move to Albany where he worked as a Senior and where his friends live.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While me and my mom are ok with Jake leaving us, Gus, the cat, is not as thrilled. Despite being and incredibly dumb cat Gus is able to sense when people are leaving. While Jake was leaving Gus decided to stage his own protest in the form of peeing on some of Jakes stuff. It's his own little way of saying, "fuck you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not the first time Gus has objected in such a manner. While I was packing up a bag to go to my dads apartment for the weekend Gus urinated on a pile of tote bags I keep in the corner of my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's disgusting, but at least I know he cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Jake was leaving for the first time for summer camp I had my own sort of demonstration. Though I was only about 5 years old I was reserved enough to know not to pee on peoples things. Instead I taped all of my stuffed animals to the floor so they would not leave me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I'm excited for Jake to finally begin his "adult life" it's hard to think that he will never live here again. The house I live in now is the only house I've ever lived in. Last winter my father moved out, and now my brother is leaving. In August I will be going to college and shortly after my mom will move to Santa Fe. Each of us is beginning a new life, but unlike most, we won't have any safety net to return to. In a way I will be sort of "homeless."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-4627082684275557737?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4627082684275557737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=4627082684275557737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4627082684275557737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4627082684275557737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/valediction-and-urination.html' title='Valediction and Urination'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4835630471104353671</id><published>2009-01-11T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T11:41:54.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>I am supposed to be studying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.beyondsight.com/2.8_sports_glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://www.beyondsight.com/2.8_sports_glasses.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is both my grandfather and my brother's birthdays today. They are here at my dads apartment watching the football game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandfather is going blind so he wears these binocular glasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-4835630471104353671?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4835630471104353671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=4835630471104353671&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4835630471104353671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4835630471104353671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-supposed-to-be-studying.html' title='I am supposed to be studying.'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-796114350890343933</id><published>2009-01-10T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:05:25.926-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy stuff'/><title type='text'>Down the Rabbit Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a little doodle I did this afternoon. I'm really fond of it and might turn it into something more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SWlhnz-KHHI/AAAAAAAAABo/wPcd1ccT2Zo/s1600-h/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SWlhnz-KHHI/AAAAAAAAABo/wPcd1ccT2Zo/s400/IMG_0892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289866573917068402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-796114350890343933?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/796114350890343933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=796114350890343933&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/796114350890343933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/796114350890343933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/down-rabbit-hole.html' title='Down the Rabbit Hole'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SWlhnz-KHHI/AAAAAAAAABo/wPcd1ccT2Zo/s72-c/IMG_0892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-9012571076410255439</id><published>2009-01-10T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T10:39:02.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Hats, Health, Hard Cash and other things that don't begin with H</title><content type='html'>Midterms are coming up next week, which means I've been delaying studying as long as possible. AP Art history is completely overwhelming, and while I like the idea of the class, the class itself is incredibly difficult and even tedious at times.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also been sick all week. I've felt horrible: very tiered, weak, and irritable. I've been trying to cut out meat where I can, but as someone who occasionally suffers from low blood sugar this might not be something I can actually do. We learned about the effects of meat on the environment, so I thought that I would do my part and just not eat it where I could, but I really do need the protein.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also feeling very stressed out about money. While my housing and meals at home are paid for, my parents give me a certain amount of money to cover everything else in a sort of annual allowance. I just bought two very expensive things: a winter coat and a dress for my school's semiformal. I also went outlet shopping with my mom and bought some shoes and bras. While coat and bras were necessities the dress and shoes were not, and I feel bad spending so much money on things I don't necessarily need. I did get some money for Chanukah, but I still feel guilty spending so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom doesn't have any money anymore, as a working artist, and a divorcee, so I feel especially bad spending money when she can't. I love everything I bought and I'll wear it all multiple times, I just feel guilty. After I pay for the alterations for the dress I'm not going to buy anything else until I need spring clothing, and after i turn 18 in March I'm going to get a job so that I don't feel as badly for splurging on myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, on a semi related note, my dad gave me a hat (which means it was free!). I really like it but I'm not sure where I can wear it. I think it looks good, but it's not necessarily a style thats fashionable at the moment, not that that matters, but still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SWlc81JOAPI/AAAAAAAAABY/-wGtAMZFh3c/s200/IMG_0844.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289861437451010290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I guess this is sort of my first fashion post? So, expect more and better posts in the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-9012571076410255439?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/9012571076410255439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=9012571076410255439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/9012571076410255439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/9012571076410255439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/hats-health-hard-cash-and-other-things.html' title='Hats, Health, Hard Cash and other things that don&apos;t begin with H'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SWlc81JOAPI/AAAAAAAAABY/-wGtAMZFh3c/s72-c/IMG_0844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-4524382523176472484</id><published>2009-01-08T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:46:18.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>In short, I failed my driving test today.  After failing the permit exam 3 times, and taking a year+ to actually schedule my driving test it can be established that driving is not a priority to me. I'm actually not a bad driver, it's just not something I enjoy, at times I even find it stressful. My brother likes to blame my parents, and their divorce, and he likes to blame me, because I like to quite things that I have to work at to become good at. I don't blame anyone. I just try to explain to people that I never need to drive.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need to drive because I plan to live in a city for the rest of my life. I'm going to Boston University where I will not be able to have a car, and after that I will either stay in Boston or move to New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need to drive because my friends drive me anywhere I need to go. When we make plans, "Do you need a ride?" is asked right after "Where are we going" and "What time?" It's become a given in the year and a half that I will need a ride because I will never drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite those two reasons I've listed above people still like to ask me, "Why don't you drive?" or "When do you plan on driving?" It's like there's something abnormal about me. There is nothing wrong with me for not driving. Honesty, I think there is something wrong with everyone else? What kind of over privileged world do we live in where every teenager drives? I hate to pull out the "children in africa" argument, but seriously, in most parts of the world, or America, lots of people don't drive or get cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't understand what kind of response people want when they ask me about my driving. "Oh, I don't drive because I'm blind in my right eye and am legally not allowed." "I don't drive because my right foot is gimp and cannot control the petals." "I don't drive because I'm against it and will promptly begin to walk or ride my bike everywhere I go."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't drive because I don't, and now I don't drive because I failed the test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On a completely separate note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thinking of doing fashion and makeup posts so if anyone is interested in that I'd love a comment of support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually... you have no reason to support that because none of you have seen how I dress, so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coming Soon (Maybe): A Fashion Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-4524382523176472484?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4524382523176472484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=4524382523176472484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4524382523176472484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/4524382523176472484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/failure.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-781309544515696459</id><published>2009-01-07T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:11:16.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i wrote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>Love and Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d113/hannahk304/IMG_2189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d113/hannahk304/IMG_2189.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is one of my favorite things I've written.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Portrait of my Cat as my Husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Gus and I were to get married, we would shit in a box and drink out of the toilet. We would never have to wear clothes. We wouldn’t be cold though, because we could always turn the heat up. We would sit by the vents all day, licking ourselves clean. We would be very clean. If I was married to Gus I would never have to cook. Our people would bring us food. We would eat lots of chicken flavored Iams. If I was married to Gus we would never go outside. We’d have no need to go outside. We would chase flies around the living room. Sometimes we would chase imaginary flies. Gus and I would sleep like spoons in my bed. Gus and I do that anyway, but if we were married, it would be ok. Gus and I would not have any children though. Gus is neutered. If I was married to Gus we would spend a lot of time with his brother, Z. I would not let Z sit on my lap though. If I was a married women, that would be improper. Gus and I would not need money. We would not need to buy anything, so we would not need to work. We would not do anything really. Sometimes people would visit us, and we would sit on their laps and hope they would pet us. We would sit on people especially when they didn’t want us to. Gus and I would be very happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-781309544515696459?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/781309544515696459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=781309544515696459&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/781309544515696459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/781309544515696459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-and-marriage.html' title='Love and Marriage'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-5800497290537158406</id><published>2009-01-06T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:47:14.878-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books and other smart stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>The Awakening</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be rewriting a paper for my english class. I got a C on the original, so now I have to redo it. I had two weeks of winter break, plus the months after I got the paper, but now I'm doing it, the night before. I stayed home all day today because I had a fever, but now it's almost 12:00 and I'm still trying to put it off by writing this blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst part is that the paper is on a book that pretty much is my life. It's so weird to read a book and be like "I know these people, this is my life." I felt this way when I read &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Catcher in the Rye&lt;/span&gt;, my brother is so much like Holden, and now I feel this way about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Awakening&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The protagonist in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Awakening&lt;/span&gt; is the wife to some guy with a high paying job. They summer in the right places, they have the right children, and Edna, the protagonists, attends to all her social duties. The thing is, she's not happy. She thought this stuff would make her happy, but it hasn't. She realizes she doesn't want to be a trophy wife, she wants to be an individual and an artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This, in short, is my mother. My parents are currently going through a divorce. My dad is a successful real estate attorney and my mother has been a stay at home mom. She's sacrificed a lot for me and my brother, especially because my brother had a lot of issues growing up (think Holden Caulfeild). At 50 she's realized that it's not worth it anymore. Her financial security isn't worth the country club conformity, even if that's what she thought she wanted. In the fall, when I start at Boston University, my mom will move to Santa Fe where she can pursue her art and finally be the independent person she's always wanted to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I want to write my essay about. I don't want to write textual evidence because I have real evidence. I can say that social pressures fuck you up because I see it, ever day. And yes, I see my mothers almost naive attempts to explain herself as an individual, an artist, and I cringe whenever she drunkenly tells me, "never to depend on a man" but I know its true, to a degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Mrs. Graffam, my life is my fucking analytical essay, and yeah, maybe I deserve a C, because honestly, it's kind of shitty at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To anyone who reads this, a question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have you ever read a book, seen a movie, or watched a show that you really connected to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-5800497290537158406?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5800497290537158406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=5800497290537158406&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5800497290537158406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/5800497290537158406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/awakening.html' title='The Awakening'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502015768382607588.post-2952991387002218041</id><published>2009-01-05T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:48:11.717-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i wrote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true story'/><title type='text'>To Mia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I worked at a pre-school two summers ago. I was a junior counselor in a bunk of 3 year olds. It's funny, people always think toddlers are so different then us, but I saw the same mean girl dynamics, the same kids in need, that I see every day in High School. One of the little girls I worked with inspired this letter.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d113/hannahk304/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0928.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d113/hannahk304/IMG_0928.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Mia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even at three years old I can't help but think you have everything figured out. Maybe it's something subtle, like you're big blue eyes  or small pout that contribute to this perception of you, but I know it's your more obvious characteristic that gives you this air of maturity; you're muteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the six weeks I knew you I never heard you utter one word. At such a young age you were able to figure out that talk is cheap, no one will listen to you anyway, especially when you can't read yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Still, I can't help but hypothesize that your inability to talk comes from a different places, not your intelligence, but somewhere else that I just don't understand. I remember the first day of camp when you failed to ask a counselor to take you to the bathroom. Your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gap Kids&lt;/span&gt; shorts were soaked through with urine and there was a puddle on the floor. I want you to know that even though you might not have anything to say now you can't keep on pissing yourself for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe at three you don't have anything t0 say, but one day, hopefully, you will. I hope you are able to overcome whatever keeps you from speaking. My only advice to you is once you do find your voice, use it. Too many people are speaking, with nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502015768382607588-2952991387002218041?l=innarniascloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2952991387002218041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502015768382607588&amp;postID=2952991387002218041&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2952991387002218041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502015768382607588/posts/default/2952991387002218041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innarniascloset.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-mia.html' title='To Mia'/><author><name>H @ Narnia's Closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032468076864572397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YCw-2Aq0O8U/SjxTm6xVitI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aM1kKiH43J8/S220/IMG_1126-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
