tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6563185518649646032024-03-12T16:58:15.716-07:00Invisible FishCeliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-42799211802577186942010-12-26T19:44:00.000-08:002010-12-26T20:01:55.218-08:00He loves and she loves.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYndh4XrQhX97wNjNyfsFOvwvEfTGdMBdT9FTZOMn6a6-FMR5CX5iONUE7SwMAMrVS6oz2KfVIqRIyV9EAZ_4nCXvIPKFgxJvel2OyAhXjxkjRdZwW32ny2DblER1butFdabjCEDPvm7yV/s1600/fred-astaire.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYndh4XrQhX97wNjNyfsFOvwvEfTGdMBdT9FTZOMn6a6-FMR5CX5iONUE7SwMAMrVS6oz2KfVIqRIyV9EAZ_4nCXvIPKFgxJvel2OyAhXjxkjRdZwW32ny2DblER1butFdabjCEDPvm7yV/s320/fred-astaire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555207356978271042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9vLv8qyPO0RZ5Kw8S-UubRrWwemWiFyCIyxVeZJ9mPuLX33T7JohtCr5O7SDMT-m1LJOIBPKra0POhETmEeWCR7r5gSDCyTq6oz1vsLHimNcK8k7FCVnPT49BU1XmeQpY8vsYVhnYSwy7/s1600/il_570xN.178917648.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9vLv8qyPO0RZ5Kw8S-UubRrWwemWiFyCIyxVeZJ9mPuLX33T7JohtCr5O7SDMT-m1LJOIBPKra0POhETmEeWCR7r5gSDCyTq6oz1vsLHimNcK8k7FCVnPT49BU1XmeQpY8vsYVhnYSwy7/s320/il_570xN.178917648.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555207357138072882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7YKgqDAs8RUoHQLewkFUFtKbUDOP56syZVZApnSwANUaLRKPjkJptx_pM00mxfTmMe_KKaK-pjo4QIxWg6mJ_cV8a7U9bNhbFmVcolBsamo5AEuHgn_2mXH-CQOGt1cyFQLoXJ9QUVqfN/s1600/463ca525da892_23884n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7YKgqDAs8RUoHQLewkFUFtKbUDOP56syZVZApnSwANUaLRKPjkJptx_pM00mxfTmMe_KKaK-pjo4QIxWg6mJ_cV8a7U9bNhbFmVcolBsamo5AEuHgn_2mXH-CQOGt1cyFQLoXJ9QUVqfN/s320/463ca525da892_23884n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555207352003022898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQT7zKYXxzoJYD3wojW_nomQb7EpcIAernhxblOXlWhGSibMB3p7csLEja0HebdupS4tQ_tzzcH584jb3rfp1-FaJkW5s9W80pHgJO7QOij-6oCXDvoxH__JZygmEgClWVcrFouyqyio8a/s1600/funnyface.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQT7zKYXxzoJYD3wojW_nomQb7EpcIAernhxblOXlWhGSibMB3p7csLEja0HebdupS4tQ_tzzcH584jb3rfp1-FaJkW5s9W80pHgJO7QOij-6oCXDvoxH__JZygmEgClWVcrFouyqyio8a/s320/funnyface.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555207350805571378" /></a><br />Another movie inspired post. How predictable I am. After watching Holiday Inn (a christmas favorite) I was in the mood for some good old Fred Astaire, hence me spending the night watching Funny Face. It has everything I could ever want in a movie, some obscure plot revolving around fashion, old bookstores, Audrey Hepburn, Fred Astaire, the 1950's version of Anna Wintour, oh yeah Fred Astaire, singing, Edith Head. FRED ASTAIRE! You get my point. Anyway, I spent the entire movie drooling over Audrey Hepburn's "not fashion-y" outfit. It consisted of a black turtle neck, cigarette pants, and penny loafers, and at some point a simple camel trench. It was so un-frilly and wasn't swaddled in pink bows I surprised myself ( though the frilly and swaddled outfits in the movie were fantastic thanks Edith) I'm craving some of that penny loafer action thats going on.Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-69571623243246689932010-10-24T08:25:00.000-07:002010-10-24T09:00:08.898-07:00Autumn winds blow chilly and cold.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjziRQcTgFTAJEYRJyy48JdswLpsivds1TrjC9UxoHuZORXEZpFgFUt7JpBSRWKECiZ_Pd6UoRa5ySo0yZRjEQOXZrCb__Svq2ZG5oBHRGg6HChPLlIxrfMvNgBX3PGTlenBuOdsQRYO2GC/s1600/IMG_3243.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjziRQcTgFTAJEYRJyy48JdswLpsivds1TrjC9UxoHuZORXEZpFgFUt7JpBSRWKECiZ_Pd6UoRa5ySo0yZRjEQOXZrCb__Svq2ZG5oBHRGg6HChPLlIxrfMvNgBX3PGTlenBuOdsQRYO2GC/s320/IMG_3243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531642544107177570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRpe9hSd-NTfy94FDDBULzRWN2x4V0O5tJ1ZssMvdk1tbFDCDNzgfrprg5eZ2Dktwg0n70tq6e9DnWaytYAUSDXhoah3ear2QN8kIx2PiwuOaFm7LxvGBQlsjB-LuCsRKENA7NEWaTmAby/s1600/IMG_3240.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRpe9hSd-NTfy94FDDBULzRWN2x4V0O5tJ1ZssMvdk1tbFDCDNzgfrprg5eZ2Dktwg0n70tq6e9DnWaytYAUSDXhoah3ear2QN8kIx2PiwuOaFm7LxvGBQlsjB-LuCsRKENA7NEWaTmAby/s320/IMG_3240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531642547757159506" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkXg8kFmbSFsH3XZeQm9EycQKSEComqyKVn5X2tJG9Ajc4VItchc7yjqbGFdbP3RzKUcLzhEbKbaH7RvbcY28VNgx-UeKp2_l7gBWnV2_pYdkuEBu8TQJUlGOpR5QoByaIawyOdkPVQulZ/s1600/IMG_3231.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkXg8kFmbSFsH3XZeQm9EycQKSEComqyKVn5X2tJG9Ajc4VItchc7yjqbGFdbP3RzKUcLzhEbKbaH7RvbcY28VNgx-UeKp2_l7gBWnV2_pYdkuEBu8TQJUlGOpR5QoByaIawyOdkPVQulZ/s320/IMG_3231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531642538914088738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCXEYRzeHmM2duzZThmQEbTv29usbJ4wAvpvAxmZeJ3ePH-NbDqPwa3Uv5Zke7gkFx99Le1c3frqXrgQNSZbYbO1XE31X0TDVZ3c0xNdsJvS46PMYrRBXe7ds3dd6hWYOtuJz5MZEAr8Nj/s1600/IMG_3224.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCXEYRzeHmM2duzZThmQEbTv29usbJ4wAvpvAxmZeJ3ePH-NbDqPwa3Uv5Zke7gkFx99Le1c3frqXrgQNSZbYbO1XE31X0TDVZ3c0xNdsJvS46PMYrRBXe7ds3dd6hWYOtuJz5MZEAr8Nj/s320/IMG_3224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531642533704184178" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_eiSu3EzP7ihEqWU7hHlD0NvyyWTfrOSsIHa7HZWtvEMi9MvT6N8ftf1Q-PK_iXQVzcXbLWBuMz_ta5Q5yOUiQLhcgOl7w-mnK43p7FbHC5FS2CmmWcRvmILZwfgaPfGNaFH7l_m8Ba0j/s1600/IMG_3216.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_eiSu3EzP7ihEqWU7hHlD0NvyyWTfrOSsIHa7HZWtvEMi9MvT6N8ftf1Q-PK_iXQVzcXbLWBuMz_ta5Q5yOUiQLhcgOl7w-mnK43p7FbHC5FS2CmmWcRvmILZwfgaPfGNaFH7l_m8Ba0j/s320/IMG_3216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531642530376583490" /></a><br />My wonderful Uncle Max, my mother and I all jumbled into the car and went for a road trip out to Maine. We were visiting my equally wonderful Aunt,Uncle, and Grandmother. My mother also is thinking about realizing her life long dream of running a motel. (That was her life long dream? Nobody ever told me that....Anyway don't worry it's not going to happen. I hope.) Wearing: Vintage 50's dress, Vintage "casual skips," 70's sweater, Vintage fur and wool coat.Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-87117591092017060312010-07-30T20:25:00.000-07:002010-07-30T20:29:48.738-07:00Hang Loose!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFd2VncXqSRVDjZtMRS7zgNIRTQh4bymMSY57ZbyWAudH7DEqdcIWvp3aHfd9CtGwLh56Tn9-S6wcEYlo_Xy3uzRCPGe84F4Bv-DfZLCnyvuMraSMDzMRnyph5KoWWL8HyYgCjEmbnbTb/s1600/James_Dean.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFd2VncXqSRVDjZtMRS7zgNIRTQh4bymMSY57ZbyWAudH7DEqdcIWvp3aHfd9CtGwLh56Tn9-S6wcEYlo_Xy3uzRCPGe84F4Bv-DfZLCnyvuMraSMDzMRnyph5KoWWL8HyYgCjEmbnbTb/s320/James_Dean.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499907128030017074" /></a><br /> <br />Too lazy to post. This is most likely a better alternative anyway. Enjoy <3Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-91570072237863646182010-07-29T07:50:00.000-07:002010-07-29T07:59:01.388-07:00Hooray, Part One<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicdMDlgbmsh8WLpph14sLMf4stptm7dPVBazfgGnTe-lZlfUA8Qt-bQjYV-TLCFjwCeX1tQEBWy_Z-hmUbeelL0f-PEMeOYFM3R_RFgZpCpRCIJrIPxNAshLQlnk4dz2c0HKs1Bu1PGUeH/s1600/38770_1532195026834_1293525202_31471961_3488869_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicdMDlgbmsh8WLpph14sLMf4stptm7dPVBazfgGnTe-lZlfUA8Qt-bQjYV-TLCFjwCeX1tQEBWy_Z-hmUbeelL0f-PEMeOYFM3R_RFgZpCpRCIJrIPxNAshLQlnk4dz2c0HKs1Bu1PGUeH/s320/38770_1532195026834_1293525202_31471961_3488869_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499342464192939858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigmkzyRi6Q3pJtULhHJ1-ycAUgrJjMYYWLIggW5ZaljE0eQxXZN60Q4_xrlRk5s8FdMaLAGcV72pUhsfUZcwiJcDx_xF7_sSO5Ja-FWQ27L6siklNP7GnVjjwvKGvGRN4QuoXgmQdzi47i/s1600/MAINE+BEACH+006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigmkzyRi6Q3pJtULhHJ1-ycAUgrJjMYYWLIggW5ZaljE0eQxXZN60Q4_xrlRk5s8FdMaLAGcV72pUhsfUZcwiJcDx_xF7_sSO5Ja-FWQ27L6siklNP7GnVjjwvKGvGRN4QuoXgmQdzi47i/s320/MAINE+BEACH+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499341738208376946" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsdOwt5IN0rtz00VnmxSUbGiNBQNclnbK_GCaykhQ_47AhxQeTw-8fs35h7w53k_Rknr0pc9Ny7MXliiZ0mOnpIocfTSqbsNLMH1amU7MwJo3M0G4uhlqd36eqaEnuXjQAEBjRe8v9eARP/s1600/MAINE+BEACH+007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsdOwt5IN0rtz00VnmxSUbGiNBQNclnbK_GCaykhQ_47AhxQeTw-8fs35h7w53k_Rknr0pc9Ny7MXliiZ0mOnpIocfTSqbsNLMH1amU7MwJo3M0G4uhlqd36eqaEnuXjQAEBjRe8v9eARP/s320/MAINE+BEACH+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499341438854609602" /></a><br /><br />I do not have words for how much I love my bathing suit. Remember when I said I got a surprise from Good And Maggies? Well, this is it. I Just didn't want to post pictures before I got to wear it in the water.Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-75873547871510561752010-07-18T08:24:00.000-07:002010-07-18T09:24:13.202-07:00This is completely a coincidence. It has nothing to do with ehmm James Dean.. Erm nothing at all.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ldIfG_nsONb9CfW6WadJuUY2WG9HCewaDrhA-b80igf-kOlXjoJo2FBXdMyBLe3MZA6DXKNHv72ZCBafM8qg5IyZP-4uSBp6M5Z_as6Rgvvx7qUkb3leG5kbxx1SCvV0X0-T0MyTl2aY/s1600/adorable2+copy.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ldIfG_nsONb9CfW6WadJuUY2WG9HCewaDrhA-b80igf-kOlXjoJo2FBXdMyBLe3MZA6DXKNHv72ZCBafM8qg5IyZP-4uSBp6M5Z_as6Rgvvx7qUkb3leG5kbxx1SCvV0X0-T0MyTl2aY/s320/adorable2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495282155070467170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://www.hollywoodteenmovies.com/RebelPoster.jpg" /><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>One of my many obsessions is the 50's. (Thought I was going to say James Dean, right?) Being as interested in Men's fashion from the 50's as I am it was inevitable that I would stumble across Rebel Without A Cause. I had to watch it. It was calling me with its example of 50's teen fashion, and troubled youth of today plot, and JAMES DEAN. </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>This is my blog, So if I want to thoroughly embarrass myself I might as well do it here. Picture above is a story about power in the hands of the wrong people. I should not have access to photo-shop. Bad things happen-(like picture above). Also look at my flowing locks of gorgeous hair that should not be legal. </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The original still (before I destroyed it for my own purposes) was from East of Eden. Adapted from the Steinbeck novel. Which I also enjoyed. I liked that movie 'bout as much as Rebel Without a Cause, I liked James Dean's outfits more in Rebel though. Well, I think I have humiliated myself enough! (GO JAMES DEAN)----the end.</div>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-18076186070675470442010-07-18T07:45:00.000-07:002010-07-18T08:14:33.039-07:00Oh well, I love you gal and I want you Peggy Sue!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFAUvzX2I61Lwc8n1W_RsWAsHWDDNDFBZDOC_xw2C3k0JymUYUATZ3eu89hP6LszyyicM8om45txym1b7Cgua-c-0kulmzdEfDqyzxejLa3ykzCSvj_nbbtEj5ebwppMcf-6gxW4Y6HLYz/s1600/100_1248.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFAUvzX2I61Lwc8n1W_RsWAsHWDDNDFBZDOC_xw2C3k0JymUYUATZ3eu89hP6LszyyicM8om45txym1b7Cgua-c-0kulmzdEfDqyzxejLa3ykzCSvj_nbbtEj5ebwppMcf-6gxW4Y6HLYz/s320/100_1248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495258817316518354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZXY5fE75apHORS4Ss_5H_O7PZKSU_0DpiUEjg5poweBAnpiKGDaROeYYIKax03aBrS980d2RNKw_eTw1ggWq55UHnbn-dQ60UA8kI9IQPLjtRWF6j9T8AGQT_xmY_Yg_-ksRjVbq1DL4M/s1600/100_1247.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZXY5fE75apHORS4Ss_5H_O7PZKSU_0DpiUEjg5poweBAnpiKGDaROeYYIKax03aBrS980d2RNKw_eTw1ggWq55UHnbn-dQ60UA8kI9IQPLjtRWF6j9T8AGQT_xmY_Yg_-ksRjVbq1DL4M/s320/100_1247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495258810375174706" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfX8iqgoLPArCozO0BL_Pe9EhbgF4QC_841HP-OOYslJxMP1VSikrxsOGMOS8RL2ZQl5_j0FtEZhb9749vFpoftFH4DXP6_mpqSM8peauDexGIXnauJAzTDcnPQhK3EUajrMuQ6PSuK3PM/s1600/100_1244.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfX8iqgoLPArCozO0BL_Pe9EhbgF4QC_841HP-OOYslJxMP1VSikrxsOGMOS8RL2ZQl5_j0FtEZhb9749vFpoftFH4DXP6_mpqSM8peauDexGIXnauJAzTDcnPQhK3EUajrMuQ6PSuK3PM/s320/100_1244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495258504763838786" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZwXP2JRc4OGHYZqYLQbsCOJOD793g0CKx3JIQ7Bb2eXWyK_Md6uJHKzFiPRJao28Y3hw4bZCo_7zQq4jXzqYwZw9CJi1vvDX3uFyCa7To6hboVSCineEdunnBpwu03UndXCW5PiHPoMfj/s1600/100_1243.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZwXP2JRc4OGHYZqYLQbsCOJOD793g0CKx3JIQ7Bb2eXWyK_Md6uJHKzFiPRJao28Y3hw4bZCo_7zQq4jXzqYwZw9CJi1vvDX3uFyCa7To6hboVSCineEdunnBpwu03UndXCW5PiHPoMfj/s320/100_1243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495258342392220898" /></a>Road Trip! So, normally you wouldn't equate IT/nerdyness/step dad/ with vintage fashions. I love my step dad and since I do it means I have to relentlessly torture him and make fun of him. Ah, what a wonderful and kind stepdaughter I am, But my step dad graciously offered to take me to Connecticut (where some of my favorite haunts are.) Of course I leaped at the offer, Even though I did ponder what Chrissy-poo would do as I surveyed the frilly pink 50's evening dresses! We went to Good and Maggie's which I love.(Christophee drifted outdoors and walked around on the grass. One can only take so many lace covered tea dresses.)<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> The store owner remembers me and she is SO helpful and kind. Well I ended up spending only 30 bucks! (Conveniently what I just made from babysitting) I got a 50's-60's paisley dress, for 5 dollars!!!! (shown in picture above) 50's cat-eye glasses frames (also 5 dollars!). I love freaking people out with them. They get so confused when I stick my fingers through the place where the lenses would be! And finally a surprise~Shhh I can't tell you yet! My step dad thinks my glasses create a dual personality, and my alias he says should be Eunice. I disagree I think it should be Peggy Sue! Imagine if I was Eunice... Ethel and Cathy would make fun of me!</div>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-64960973791499006392010-07-03T16:34:00.000-07:002010-07-03T17:03:10.521-07:00Beach Blanket biiingggoooo- that's the name of the game!So, the classic <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">conundrum</span>... Bathing suits! They always seem to look so good but never off of the rack. It's the price or the fit or the style. Why can't we all exude elegance and sophistication and an overall air of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">SEXAYNESS</span> like the classic 50's girls. I'm going to sound old and grandmotherly (though my Grandma is awesome so this is more of an insult to her then to me..) but really these <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">bathingsuit</span> aren't skimpy or stringy or look like they are going to fall off. No, they cover a lot more and I personally think they are much more "sexy" than <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bathingsuits</span> of today. Sorry for the strange picture set up... ): I'm going to shop around and hopefully I'll have something to show for my bathing suit efforts! Wish me luck!<div><br /></div><div><img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://www.challengefashion.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/apron-style-swimsuit-of-the-1950s.jpg" /><img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://www.cemetarian.com/images/w027.jpg" /><img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqjVowAIUq9gmA1HKwyaYKVA1OtEXsqR85liOLwDIBrYqGb0mAjHxjXZlXqwS9h-RMmTkrEPazESR6jpsKbWx5B3tSBeduaEXJy6IodHU03c2JfNvmUM9K3TbRd-wZ_5aQX27K3Fa-sl8/s400/vintage-swimsuit.jpg" /><img width="500" trackelement="" alt="at the beach" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjlMTTRNblk3M3hHd3FGRzVfWmpmYWcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" onclick="" title="at the beach" height="500" /></div>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-26479629954469280492010-06-19T09:18:00.000-07:002010-06-19T09:30:45.939-07:00i love you a bushel and a peck<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaMCr64CcEHzyO9WxEDRgCkJk-m4d5YUNtIUc4lOX3WR3bnl8dyxmdjBZEmnTKmOqpLCv7_R2qugfQO0r2KTLogWEfDd7xWWw_VggO4mkNAoYpP3ACuNhSNjknHkL-RJ8utlXgxFDstC1k/s1600/31817_133289270021196_100000203701780_381975_1738536_s.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaMCr64CcEHzyO9WxEDRgCkJk-m4d5YUNtIUc4lOX3WR3bnl8dyxmdjBZEmnTKmOqpLCv7_R2qugfQO0r2KTLogWEfDd7xWWw_VggO4mkNAoYpP3ACuNhSNjknHkL-RJ8utlXgxFDstC1k/s320/31817_133289270021196_100000203701780_381975_1738536_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484522804689930802" border="0" /></a><br />t<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqSPT3GTZqiD7Wos90XzKPJsPOIPUxDKWfPTDH4WRhhCwPGHEUpYbYTy9otpCVGcMp8-vhxiFCqnY3qrALh3cp_53Alo6CtAUzgJmbWnbNYSrKcif2Fn12tfVMkIwRxOloJm7S8z-7NqXv/s1600/28726_1380590168063_1631205139_884861_7749040_s.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqSPT3GTZqiD7Wos90XzKPJsPOIPUxDKWfPTDH4WRhhCwPGHEUpYbYTy9otpCVGcMp8-vhxiFCqnY3qrALh3cp_53Alo6CtAUzgJmbWnbNYSrKcif2Fn12tfVMkIwRxOloJm7S8z-7NqXv/s320/28726_1380590168063_1631205139_884861_7749040_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484522789986706706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWCKjv2stfAzK2qz7BGG3cE3qX2IYhRgaqJemdvIjC4kefONSn6R1jUTohc5kOudH0GIGDdgVLQKFdhGR5jkVOcN7NTmNwejY84dvLUJ3lc4DyV48jlY2C5lkCocNk3KfoeWYBNjjIKXK/s1600/beach+005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWCKjv2stfAzK2qz7BGG3cE3qX2IYhRgaqJemdvIjC4kefONSn6R1jUTohc5kOudH0GIGDdgVLQKFdhGR5jkVOcN7NTmNwejY84dvLUJ3lc4DyV48jlY2C5lkCocNk3KfoeWYBNjjIKXK/s320/beach+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484522781817867666" border="0" /></a><br />I had the good fortune of being in our schools 8th grade production of Guys and Dolls. I was one of the hotbox girls. I can't really act nor sing and I'm most likely the worst dancer on the planet, but if there is one thing i'm good at it's clothes! I got to help design the hotbox girls "bushel and a peck" costumes. Unfortunately I don't have any pictures of those but I have some of my other costumes. I loved mine it was a gorgeous vintage print dress! Also I was to lazy to crop any of these pictures and it felt weird to crop out my fellow castmates so your just going to have to deal with the random pictures. <3Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-60423264869995398622010-06-19T09:11:00.000-07:002010-06-19T09:15:36.106-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfThiERNYKpOo0czN5eDDL8gEvqgx68GvKZHzJJGhUEQga_a79dJDAHfLhExDgL4r9L0EY88Zy7qQbkCmG6_L4rRjtK2ZJZPMv-4iNnwXfbIQl2DrBDILe3hbvEFWxBskj6uXy1me3fzXX/s1600/celiapatio.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfThiERNYKpOo0czN5eDDL8gEvqgx68GvKZHzJJGhUEQga_a79dJDAHfLhExDgL4r9L0EY88Zy7qQbkCmG6_L4rRjtK2ZJZPMv-4iNnwXfbIQl2DrBDILe3hbvEFWxBskj6uXy1me3fzXX/s320/celiapatio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484518705523047458" border="0" /></a>so yet another old image....<br />vintage powerrangers shirt<br />vintage leather belt<br />vintage leather skirt<br />vintage 50's bloomers<br />doc'sCeliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-39231226615242113982010-06-16T11:43:00.000-07:002010-06-16T11:52:48.843-07:00our love remains<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5gMFTDole3Q1xl5rTXOKh_sy_rpYTOStZu9maNZm6qfx-kP_vL3Dz7835Nl-1Ha19SzvWHMgT4jzkzFxRFlPsqD25qof1YulPKJOF5HHFws5y0AvCl3PaZawbt9cQenOAs-mh3M-S7AmZ/s1600/Last+day+of+school+015.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Mh3mVn1l8lMwvmDyoqUcXf0sFtwKxSPV4OdN0i1SfFGTuR_eDNjyNpZInMTCYc_Y71PEctRC9EOKNJl0LhMgad6ABTTWfYKRRpFP5OM1rRQAbxBPgNAd2wYQ-XWjQsXsFOh4ucOmK-Z3/s320/Last+day+of+school+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483445744818317378" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiprxAebt4CulPaj9Ss21IT88lLP29wV9fJlLPTZ3WSi6KIdSWunvJT5aq68oTwZOm8YbqOCNXfHt_1Lk_uCIhnKEuunXX-gHUAUyshcYrFR5EF6MW3zsmNAzURMKtSPcwpswXNZ7yQmrTA/s1600/Last+day+of+school+008.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiprxAebt4CulPaj9Ss21IT88lLP29wV9fJlLPTZ3WSi6KIdSWunvJT5aq68oTwZOm8YbqOCNXfHt_1Lk_uCIhnKEuunXX-gHUAUyshcYrFR5EF6MW3zsmNAzURMKtSPcwpswXNZ7yQmrTA/s320/Last+day+of+school+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483445742341380994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL1Z2ZmJAh_LvrrJMwk4U-XreBNd8TUVrMtBVOMMazcwtHIWwv98Icn7C0ZnL3dpYtDx5gm6KDejmdKv6i3OQr324e-wy9AYTsjy4wS0rcxL1mL5j0KQq3WOkkOCNCB3DT_McR26EghWOT/s1600/Last+day+of+school+018.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL1Z2ZmJAh_LvrrJMwk4U-XreBNd8TUVrMtBVOMMazcwtHIWwv98Icn7C0ZnL3dpYtDx5gm6KDejmdKv6i3OQr324e-wy9AYTsjy4wS0rcxL1mL5j0KQq3WOkkOCNCB3DT_McR26EghWOT/s320/Last+day+of+school+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483445732222215378" border="0" /></a><br />I'm graduating middle school today. Big deal. Honestly. Anyshroom this is the outfit I wore today to celebrate. These pictures are from me and my fellow graduates walking around the school hugging various objects and persons going I REMEMBER THIS EXIT SIGN AND OHHHHH I LOVED THIS STAIRWELL! We also accidently scared some small children off the playground. One of the brave ones that remained told me she liked my dress. It's good to be approved of by 2nd graders.<br /><br />1950's dress<br />vintage hat<br />vintage leather bagCeliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-86121956718904830492010-05-30T16:40:00.000-07:002010-05-30T16:55:24.361-07:00catching up<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmdMUQNOYVltaZmjMqVOEwybjMVYaqzI_49_qaV2MH6I2VQD8jLNiHwZwrUsmmTYs71ketAuQpGfNrgwNt1jnpfYnM24qWY9jg5ia5DIQlO2Jlqs6OG7F66yJ3Yb753EGF3rDu7RA3rG8F/s1600/beach+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmdMUQNOYVltaZmjMqVOEwybjMVYaqzI_49_qaV2MH6I2VQD8jLNiHwZwrUsmmTYs71ketAuQpGfNrgwNt1jnpfYnM24qWY9jg5ia5DIQlO2Jlqs6OG7F66yJ3Yb753EGF3rDu7RA3rG8F/s320/beach+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477214894079274802" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4IeYjX6QJzCr7LUstYELJ8Fki6nvWEshQ4-wdglHfzk0gqnZDd12Jio9-9IfAQokuCd9MkF4E0aCwx64jjeZcqyO8u5fwTnnSDoWihrAMr2YY9jnnJLChyGadS3CpJlWUrGPvj_Dos39/s1600/beach+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4IeYjX6QJzCr7LUstYELJ8Fki6nvWEshQ4-wdglHfzk0gqnZDd12Jio9-9IfAQokuCd9MkF4E0aCwx64jjeZcqyO8u5fwTnnSDoWihrAMr2YY9jnnJLChyGadS3CpJlWUrGPvj_Dos39/s320/beach+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477214883779256242" border="0" /></a><br />So old outfits...<br />vintage powerrangers sweatshirt<br />vintage lace skirt and lace dress<br />doc's<br /><br />vintage missoni for men jumper<br />vintage leather skirt<br />thrifted orange skirt<br />vintage 70's leather boots<br />costume necklaceCeliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-31254538867645543712010-05-23T15:14:00.001-07:002010-05-23T15:18:55.828-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyOcPgQ1mWObZ-a2Ce94VLzw3NMJ_G4pucZW2EqZVyi9pq6kMnZNd2e6b0maL4EamvapDNAbSP0ghNOonmDkPE65p_ffop13inn_fKIg1nnemIa4blKZ0nh361ekk40f10aboqS5oaCSD3/s1600/IMG_0713.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyOcPgQ1mWObZ-a2Ce94VLzw3NMJ_G4pucZW2EqZVyi9pq6kMnZNd2e6b0maL4EamvapDNAbSP0ghNOonmDkPE65p_ffop13inn_fKIg1nnemIa4blKZ0nh361ekk40f10aboqS5oaCSD3/s320/IMG_0713.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474593438934409362" /></a><br />This is a very old picture. I'm not going to make any <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">apologies</span> for my crappy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">blogness</span>. I just am a very awful person. (;<div>wearing:</div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Dolce</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Gabbana</span> leather shirt. </div><div>Vintage lace yellow dress.</div><div>Doc's</div><div>Handmade floral pin.</div>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-90740995986664881732010-04-14T17:35:00.000-07:002010-04-14T17:43:02.394-07:00I'm sorry!Okay, okay this goes beyond blog failure. I haven't posted in forever..... Sorry? Ugh I had a bigzillion excuses but lets just go with I lost my camera chord. I'm sure i'll find it soon. Anyway starting on a new leaf; i'm going to New York this weekend so that should provide ample Blog fodder! NOW IM GOING TO GO SHOP! FOR THE SAKE OF THIS BLOG OF COURSE. IT'S MY DUTY...(<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">heheee i said Duty...)</span>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-23466869260883038442010-02-16T10:40:00.000-08:002010-02-16T10:56:23.270-08:00you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4X7wI4NItX90AMD7V0uiMio9eqtfjhPM3_MLRG3iNth38BTnYAQu4EFZ-xm3VojkA74P7410krSQMfPTGxwtDRBniEj7bIlpfnjPfSqV4JLLv7iEKc0FBAHSI4phkTB0cxHsmqQYZAy9f/s1600-h/IMG_0674.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4X7wI4NItX90AMD7V0uiMio9eqtfjhPM3_MLRG3iNth38BTnYAQu4EFZ-xm3VojkA74P7410krSQMfPTGxwtDRBniEj7bIlpfnjPfSqV4JLLv7iEKc0FBAHSI4phkTB0cxHsmqQYZAy9f/s320/IMG_0674.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438916459923906706" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglkrCrFz09IKTZY35gdcAhV3NRDwMCgTsDzUm-YAX1cxhxicxg07A21xQBlfJLgBDynG4D3eYzoQB9boiixxWA-FjgOwFJ2NaIGCKEFMBrfIV8eEI1eRk8Rq0_vaQn7bod3pQ-_IBZiNL_/s1600-h/nudeheels2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglkrCrFz09IKTZY35gdcAhV3NRDwMCgTsDzUm-YAX1cxhxicxg07A21xQBlfJLgBDynG4D3eYzoQB9boiixxWA-FjgOwFJ2NaIGCKEFMBrfIV8eEI1eRk8Rq0_vaQn7bod3pQ-_IBZiNL_/s320/nudeheels2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438916452415584306" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiogYCLYqpw64raCgaNL1Bec8-D7guvBXble1C1zo9bRcuk7U8i27QqMyGRAzGPlaQKUmdJEGuhUjtV7zZwGy8WPAlG9KuAO5Aw6UOX7Pp9MGnj0yDw38JLPqZ4idqosJYJHBXffeOoiT9p/s1600-h/nude+heels.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiogYCLYqpw64raCgaNL1Bec8-D7guvBXble1C1zo9bRcuk7U8i27QqMyGRAzGPlaQKUmdJEGuhUjtV7zZwGy8WPAlG9KuAO5Aw6UOX7Pp9MGnj0yDw38JLPqZ4idqosJYJHBXffeOoiT9p/s320/nude+heels.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438916446890192226" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxoIpPTt3BMq0_Cma3lJ9omwGvX69N-d84cyabdUPAbJQVr5iJlXRL6aB40CLN3vyMfzf8RoE47azoFRb2y8GCxE0ckQ-O806c9n9dVLXB33VdSkRxyTohwvSxNEIAYIlICt2WloH6hsTJ/s1600-h/armyboots"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxoIpPTt3BMq0_Cma3lJ9omwGvX69N-d84cyabdUPAbJQVr5iJlXRL6aB40CLN3vyMfzf8RoE47azoFRb2y8GCxE0ckQ-O806c9n9dVLXB33VdSkRxyTohwvSxNEIAYIlICt2WloH6hsTJ/s320/armyboots" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438916435470340242" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYZmCU_1Jp7YstVmgGtSIJKplg5MWEoBj7h7VWEW0WfkR0t0NZixWmdUkObHnSmwVYP1vkaYZmE1Pt2WwcZntOGjU-MFiC41zGt0LqVj8a-0pBXx_KWEiAvEP5Oonj-2B7hgp5mQYHiqND/s1600-h/bow+ties.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYZmCU_1Jp7YstVmgGtSIJKplg5MWEoBj7h7VWEW0WfkR0t0NZixWmdUkObHnSmwVYP1vkaYZmE1Pt2WwcZntOGjU-MFiC41zGt0LqVj8a-0pBXx_KWEiAvEP5Oonj-2B7hgp5mQYHiqND/s320/bow+ties.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438916428659648770" /></a><br />Sorry, my formal apologies. I don't post as often as I should from now on I will post every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Besides that I went to Maine yesterday. I ventured far from my usual haunts (the goodwill around the corner) to another goodwill 120 miles away. I'm unimaginative in a weird way. I met up with some family and we traipsed to a couple of thrift stores. I guess the pictures explain the rest. <div>(incase you want further explanation)</div><div>army boots</div><div>vintage silk bowties</div><div>vintage nude heels</div><div>Posts of me wearing these in outfits to come soon.</div>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-33899944447527079512010-02-04T15:52:00.000-08:002010-02-05T12:01:47.866-08:00You are now entering the twilight zone.....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQepbOca5GkLAx9XkoPdCJrSNy2UxIlaWwXglFP8dMPQWfwtUGPsLpSbwrEukL5tikRLBKSS-HO1bzaTKD91wR_3TwBTyMASaRu7hbwthhLaFod5P7nZCK0C8m262LMAPTA5py9JuN5Qi/s1600-h/100_1021.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQepbOca5GkLAx9XkoPdCJrSNy2UxIlaWwXglFP8dMPQWfwtUGPsLpSbwrEukL5tikRLBKSS-HO1bzaTKD91wR_3TwBTyMASaRu7hbwthhLaFod5P7nZCK0C8m262LMAPTA5py9JuN5Qi/s320/100_1021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434541028383252754" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJiJsXuLkZeHruXmjvwtV9gMxmPakizWE2FFykIW7IZtbNtxiSVk5bSe9L0ujb-AvjQkU63ernEBNVqq1FWj48yUuwpPO5aCg2Kqwxs46a7cUPGkwZ-UoCG-3UV_paz-IIyh-nycCStNP/s1600-h/100_1020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJiJsXuLkZeHruXmjvwtV9gMxmPakizWE2FFykIW7IZtbNtxiSVk5bSe9L0ujb-AvjQkU63ernEBNVqq1FWj48yUuwpPO5aCg2Kqwxs46a7cUPGkwZ-UoCG-3UV_paz-IIyh-nycCStNP/s320/100_1020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434541025119536402" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrSBSw-2QBXsph5zkIcmQBR0YyyY_IYK41KSy9C0gdaWm-hRIFjm5kxlz_7ZvXjvx5Ci4kMgJf-YqRTZsfybPKXP8IOZzm8PCSkPUXTMMpFcaw8NTgq3fRLv-Cq5ZuC68V9VqVLdjt75bH/s1600-h/100_1019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrSBSw-2QBXsph5zkIcmQBR0YyyY_IYK41KSy9C0gdaWm-hRIFjm5kxlz_7ZvXjvx5Ci4kMgJf-YqRTZsfybPKXP8IOZzm8PCSkPUXTMMpFcaw8NTgq3fRLv-Cq5ZuC68V9VqVLdjt75bH/s320/100_1019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434541013051618866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9GkZwwSHTz7lFuRAC_7jCyqwga3yARkdvxtL7hYcRq6qNWDlm-A-a4BYL9yu0ba48lTtp7QcGEvzEc9sU8-eSy9ka_OmNntG1rCqsQpBr8_3KUmhe9fMolfBF0EARWpbikoLMpAhL84K-/s1600-h/100_1024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9GkZwwSHTz7lFuRAC_7jCyqwga3yARkdvxtL7hYcRq6qNWDlm-A-a4BYL9yu0ba48lTtp7QcGEvzEc9sU8-eSy9ka_OmNntG1rCqsQpBr8_3KUmhe9fMolfBF0EARWpbikoLMpAhL84K-/s320/100_1024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434541011444183586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHe-5shEbMEJMJhljfAZudhyphenhyphenQadh797WLH9eD22Sr4w0PqxdGRbTzdzlvFqHd4hJn_yHdwtQCU6bYQ5tIJamvnBh-l7GCXUPXf3mlFLyddkDF9R4woOkmwlM6HH4PUsN__7U15AHPCmnh-/s1600-h/100_1023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHe-5shEbMEJMJhljfAZudhyphenhyphenQadh797WLH9eD22Sr4w0PqxdGRbTzdzlvFqHd4hJn_yHdwtQCU6bYQ5tIJamvnBh-l7GCXUPXf3mlFLyddkDF9R4woOkmwlM6HH4PUsN__7U15AHPCmnh-/s320/100_1023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434541005087805762" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>My dad's birthday is coming up. So I decided to send him a surprise. I don't live with my dad I live with my mom and step-dad, so if i don't tell my dad about the surprise he would have no way to find out about it before it gets there. So the surprise is this fantastic pair of white 80's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">men's</span> shoes. They were perfect after I washed the grime off them (found in thrift store) <div>But I didn't want to stop it at just that! I took a fine point sharpie and doodled all over them. My father has a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">penchant</span> for the candy Peanut <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Chew's</span> so i drew the logo on them. Also if <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">I'm</span> already bragging I drew a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">purdy</span> dandy Twilight zone thingy on them! Also this is the outfit i wore yesterday.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Agnes</span> b leather vest</div><div>leggings</div><div>docs</div><div>really really old wool army/farm shirt. </div><div>dads hat</div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">bow tie</span></div><div>My uncle <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Micheal's</span> leather jacket. He got it in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">England</span> when he was young. I feel so happy that i was gifted it! I'm lucky!<br />P.S i don't know why the pictures say that they are from 2008.... Something messed up with the camera? or maybe iphoto?<br /></div>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-6741356703401701732010-01-31T09:12:00.000-08:002010-01-31T09:27:59.581-08:00Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end: then stop.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKlfXqFSp5G-MnwClsKPuhFtYHOYe5O2FML_Zu7it_IAbrIctY0aeO-Ir36lywHEL4wB_VB8bZuQjr9iPPEt6WJ97M5zHK-cgovPBvDjKT2v_Lhig_GW2clP1ZyWVTM_GgpOBZC1hDy6H/s1600-h/100_1006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKlfXqFSp5G-MnwClsKPuhFtYHOYe5O2FML_Zu7it_IAbrIctY0aeO-Ir36lywHEL4wB_VB8bZuQjr9iPPEt6WJ97M5zHK-cgovPBvDjKT2v_Lhig_GW2clP1ZyWVTM_GgpOBZC1hDy6H/s320/100_1006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432954287794526498" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LJHVKmIlIjFiRP2W2frw9olO5IEqO6b7u1Pu6f8ZPC8iXWp2qYbq9CgVphdABpROC01xmkp7P1p7GUd5vw3MTfqBWtQc5mOHAKNll2thdlkZL3VlRlFIQb-Yeb7sBrwXy2UnE7ePJDku/s1600-h/100_1002.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LJHVKmIlIjFiRP2W2frw9olO5IEqO6b7u1Pu6f8ZPC8iXWp2qYbq9CgVphdABpROC01xmkp7P1p7GUd5vw3MTfqBWtQc5mOHAKNll2thdlkZL3VlRlFIQb-Yeb7sBrwXy2UnE7ePJDku/s320/100_1002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432954279605163122" /></a><br />Some more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">fabulous</span> thrift store finds. A vintage 80's Betsey Johnson dress. (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">GAHHHHH! Amazingness</span>) Worn with a red belt, velvet shoes, and a vintage suede red bag with a zipper across the front. (I got the bag awhile ago and haven't found what to wear it with.) I paired the silk pastel pink pants (I mentioned them earlier on the blog) with a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">cummerbund</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bow tie</span> that i bought in a set together for 2.99, and a lace shirt. The first picture was for photography class. It was supposed to have a color theme hence the red.Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-79944691988225839782010-01-24T11:07:00.001-08:002010-01-24T11:32:15.561-08:00I've read this issue so much it's getting worn out. (ohhhh that wasn't funny ):)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5yALu0rVniint_Zi_Wwrh6MyB3UO40tpYPg8t7JZGtexf4xe-F-dVRFF_LPKHdTa3JebxApsVnnoWE33kXg9ncXjaKNRsK0ChM8tIvse5VMb8kbrZAAoB9aq7M8ULzh_tunLjM2cJ88Z-/s1600-h/100_0991.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5yALu0rVniint_Zi_Wwrh6MyB3UO40tpYPg8t7JZGtexf4xe-F-dVRFF_LPKHdTa3JebxApsVnnoWE33kXg9ncXjaKNRsK0ChM8tIvse5VMb8kbrZAAoB9aq7M8ULzh_tunLjM2cJ88Z-/s320/100_0991.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430385568912102594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65fpFmz7zCzJj2Od1Oi8DcKrefQRROmiDhpZ1_UdbbxfIeE3OYI10kHjvZHE2Wvtm_Nifi0U86z_XBxRqipf1T_hDCqth_Qox90-lpqonR1kI9Y2nvYXAKfyYJNiD60LnrQe6G9320vMo/s1600-h/100_0992.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65fpFmz7zCzJj2Od1Oi8DcKrefQRROmiDhpZ1_UdbbxfIeE3OYI10kHjvZHE2Wvtm_Nifi0U86z_XBxRqipf1T_hDCqth_Qox90-lpqonR1kI9Y2nvYXAKfyYJNiD60LnrQe6G9320vMo/s320/100_0992.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430385565758017314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4zHsbOh6ZAFUGk_Szcv-oIFm4eyrL1tgTQ5tYXkqQaUXKmShyphenhyphenAqNCKUGCB23gF5Rpi1KScxmhFLPS7GpqCjWJRJAOegOY9r-GOgzEABZ20hjBT_ylgn54DsqQ2SkJqpwJDTblyN_k-95C/s1600-h/100_0993.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4zHsbOh6ZAFUGk_Szcv-oIFm4eyrL1tgTQ5tYXkqQaUXKmShyphenhyphenAqNCKUGCB23gF5Rpi1KScxmhFLPS7GpqCjWJRJAOegOY9r-GOgzEABZ20hjBT_ylgn54DsqQ2SkJqpwJDTblyN_k-95C/s320/100_0993.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430385557068496834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKiAImMEnJCYUcuQECoLVoaZdmKCclLONK_pqJa6Ygts4rFA2mbv_MSKKSNIQLDlX1VA0tefkuCWyzW62I8pnq3-E4AGxB2Ez95RZmB8lZYudam1UuXHX3uI2pVXd7Qf-ITyDt6IGXHaqt/s1600-h/100_0994.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKiAImMEnJCYUcuQECoLVoaZdmKCclLONK_pqJa6Ygts4rFA2mbv_MSKKSNIQLDlX1VA0tefkuCWyzW62I8pnq3-E4AGxB2Ez95RZmB8lZYudam1UuXHX3uI2pVXd7Qf-ITyDt6IGXHaqt/s320/100_0994.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430385554690146626" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I got a subscription to this magazine for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Christmas</span> and boy oh boy was i a happy 13 year old camper! Worn is chock full of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">interesting</span> articles and intriguing outfits. I love the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">interview</span> with Johnathan <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Walford</span> and Kenn Norman. The fashion collectors talk about how they became <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">interested</span> in fashion and (gasp) their dislike of Chanel. Which personally disagree with but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">anywhoo</span>, my favorite article was Beauty As Duty which was about the second world war and how it affected fashion. I can't wait for the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">next</span> issue and I'll post about it when I get it! PROMISE!Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-67133071482302074252010-01-23T14:40:00.000-08:002010-01-23T16:22:02.654-08:00Well, what a surprise Goodwill again! But with an extra TWISTILYDIDDLY SUPRISE SONIA AND ALISA!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3JZeo6n5Vgb3-q_t2_JZZmZYJSstNNsx4Pd23jLBAKtXCqSk7WC-zsm0Lv29wphIK7FuW3BMssI9RbHfErH9Kf8qIa5nurVuX8Hg7PWUn4h__meE9P6__XnRYne_tDp2FLBohnAId2-nQ/s1600-h/100_0975.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3JZeo6n5Vgb3-q_t2_JZZmZYJSstNNsx4Pd23jLBAKtXCqSk7WC-zsm0Lv29wphIK7FuW3BMssI9RbHfErH9Kf8qIa5nurVuX8Hg7PWUn4h__meE9P6__XnRYne_tDp2FLBohnAId2-nQ/s320/100_0975.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430094696023968434" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnDIjgbj_ApwSkM_ww6Ut9IcfruGYGAMKu36NDjquSmaxwFhhJ4FB8ToWfBvbsRaCL-dRRsY1FzwdvpjuWya1UCUp_bkC18G8XUhfN9addxjqDBcCf6Rev1sME7eAZKxN1YekST0XxYd_-/s1600-h/100_0984.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnDIjgbj_ApwSkM_ww6Ut9IcfruGYGAMKu36NDjquSmaxwFhhJ4FB8ToWfBvbsRaCL-dRRsY1FzwdvpjuWya1UCUp_bkC18G8XUhfN9addxjqDBcCf6Rev1sME7eAZKxN1YekST0XxYd_-/s320/100_0984.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430094687679609090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1jQAromliSO-hRzIykf_l5tETcgo8iPJ5iFCrkT9AfudaQLZV26Me57JupGRjIcGqwG0NK2ugWoCbm57-kHgWtOZdyWCDIFGj4nJcrHE4RQzrrAq0zXrzHlR9RzWnNiJriwO2iHVEyyuo/s1600-h/100_0985.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1jQAromliSO-hRzIykf_l5tETcgo8iPJ5iFCrkT9AfudaQLZV26Me57JupGRjIcGqwG0NK2ugWoCbm57-kHgWtOZdyWCDIFGj4nJcrHE4RQzrrAq0zXrzHlR9RzWnNiJriwO2iHVEyyuo/s320/100_0985.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430094682573297298" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKcYHUYfcIZCzBiIbKwCATxW5Rk2vtvp4nxAZsPn99FAMJKj4pFUxuRBJ3-2vzJz7mRpHQdcPtSWn1XrxDejHjFoJF3m3l7rxEK-6cUaVIsxbq1cUmowjV5Kw5QApfdTLQ7VkTp9G2KH-d/s1600-h/100_0986.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 109px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKcYHUYfcIZCzBiIbKwCATxW5Rk2vtvp4nxAZsPn99FAMJKj4pFUxuRBJ3-2vzJz7mRpHQdcPtSWn1XrxDejHjFoJF3m3l7rxEK-6cUaVIsxbq1cUmowjV5Kw5QApfdTLQ7VkTp9G2KH-d/s320/100_0986.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430094678611371986" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiBmOkcQSJ6cSVUkg7UKpB-g8Y2reV8f-fvtj8ghJ4Cuv-MxfYzJaYqSlu5higlTpommBfyBXTUCxNdLSjJT9ijIPPUJNisbi6eJyP47hwkCEmSWRwAvINnuMXrJ52nO6Krv2_R1U6m8OX/s1600-h/100_0988.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiBmOkcQSJ6cSVUkg7UKpB-g8Y2reV8f-fvtj8ghJ4Cuv-MxfYzJaYqSlu5higlTpommBfyBXTUCxNdLSjJT9ijIPPUJNisbi6eJyP47hwkCEmSWRwAvINnuMXrJ52nO6Krv2_R1U6m8OX/s320/100_0988.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430094674159160226" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>"I have a plan!" was the first thing I said to my friends Sonia and Alisa (besides of course giving them hugs) And OH SONIA HOW I LOVE YOU responded with "does that include <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">thrifting</span>?" How right she was! We walked to Goodwill and had a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">fabulous</span> time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">thrifting</span>! Sonia found the greatest Leather Jacket; That's a perfect too big slouchy look, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Aw</span> she's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">sooo</span> amazingly pretty! and the most <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">niftydandyloo</span> thing is she's gonna stencil designs onto it with silver spray-paint. And Alisa (who is also a beauty just to let you know!) got tons of stuff! I got this really cool silver dress, and a brown and white striped vintage dress and finally these powder pink silk pants. I was going for the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">stella</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Mcartney</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ss</span>10 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">RTW</span> look! maybe? Included pics of my clothes and Sonia's jacket,but sadly i didn't get any usable pics of Alisa's clothes. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">WAMP</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">WAMP</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">WAHHHH</span>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-16698712245636731412010-01-20T17:03:00.000-08:002010-01-20T17:21:40.063-08:00H is for hooligans, hog warts and small crying children.... Wait that's not how it goes?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsAmaCITgnETbJSj22-aDsXgSzPhAfjsSfmnVU5UDYJBc6ppWAhJddRcC9D8hIh5n8sFZ9BwmWptt9RA52VWkiYV3wUaCVsBNqVfpl8O0Z4WOuNxNxUVVTkxFgubPjZLa_8Fk1qK5VePhS/s1600-h/100_0945.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsAmaCITgnETbJSj22-aDsXgSzPhAfjsSfmnVU5UDYJBc6ppWAhJddRcC9D8hIh5n8sFZ9BwmWptt9RA52VWkiYV3wUaCVsBNqVfpl8O0Z4WOuNxNxUVVTkxFgubPjZLa_8Fk1qK5VePhS/s320/100_0945.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428992867961686626" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQvYjvW5411Jtva9t74QDX2Ib3OzBmm_IzyA_u2RTU_Y4-e34gtTRsdaCE9Vxd8jAgiK-p0facI0Sw_p7kYodZ3XqBzb0UpjQqyFdUdhui_rSKYKFdNJSRWaZYKKXJcCPgFcbr_ijb7YY/s1600-h/100_0948.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQvYjvW5411Jtva9t74QDX2Ib3OzBmm_IzyA_u2RTU_Y4-e34gtTRsdaCE9Vxd8jAgiK-p0facI0Sw_p7kYodZ3XqBzb0UpjQqyFdUdhui_rSKYKFdNJSRWaZYKKXJcCPgFcbr_ijb7YY/s320/100_0948.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428992859417764402" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-17AWQ4lnb6NXbfpEjGX0fLEBhSRFJIlBVkEd1i5mib4lCeCWBbNsNwHuv96BAXsjumOR7VtL5lXbSe0BLlQn8wXGR6_HFIzAnbxJrrr8w0vv3C2kCW40DMSGVGzcPuxMoNbmaBO7oEfx/s1600-h/100_0951.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-17AWQ4lnb6NXbfpEjGX0fLEBhSRFJIlBVkEd1i5mib4lCeCWBbNsNwHuv96BAXsjumOR7VtL5lXbSe0BLlQn8wXGR6_HFIzAnbxJrrr8w0vv3C2kCW40DMSGVGzcPuxMoNbmaBO7oEfx/s320/100_0951.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428992853844128994" /></a>I went to Goodwill after school yesterday. I was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">uber</span> surprised at what I found! It was like diving into a rather musty smelling pile of gold! I took a pic of the outfit in the store and then today when I wore it to school. I always feel super duper diddly <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">fantastwic</span> when I can put together a whole outfit while thrift shopping. Like I could walk right out of the store and onto the street. Problem though is that when I do that I feel compelled to buy the whole thing. But still it only cost me 30 bucks for a skirt, shirt, sweater! Still, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">arg</span> 30 dollars is a lot for a 13 year old on a budget... ): People kept asking me what the H on the sweater was for. I have no clue though I assume it's a school? But my social studies teacher told me to just make it up. So I said hooligans, but then I though of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">inevitable</span> Harry Potter. The Hogwarts also starts with a H and so does <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">HufflePuff</span>? I have revealed myself secret Harry Potter nerd. Well, nerd no doubt but I don't really think it was a secret. On an ending note. I have a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">puzzling</span> conundrum? I was walking home from school today when a small child (5 or so) pointed at me then proceeded to cry. His mother picked him up (he was still pointing) and walked off. I'm confused? If you have any theories comment on them. Also I'm not kidding this happened. I'm slightly offended.Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-50903722746459044562010-01-16T14:06:00.000-08:002010-01-17T06:58:02.997-08:00foam,vintage and bubble tea. What?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6UWwCpGEo_4ZJ4tDL6GAF1g3La2XC9zKoejPW9AZQywnqngN1-oAbUnefGMijk3rvryDTSZd_qQEALJklYGygGKueXlsao1hyylg8a1XS0hj4DA9CY7gCVaqWnzq2ZqZI6Z8DUtIOxceQ/s1600-h/100_0809brighter.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6UWwCpGEo_4ZJ4tDL6GAF1g3La2XC9zKoejPW9AZQywnqngN1-oAbUnefGMijk3rvryDTSZd_qQEALJklYGygGKueXlsao1hyylg8a1XS0hj4DA9CY7gCVaqWnzq2ZqZI6Z8DUtIOxceQ/s320/100_0809brighter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427721377732654578" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIT0mtPXoX5JdPqQTA4SURGmug06ZpTolOtDHwtSK575ClSYrfyZswdN_TVIhvCBQepOe8i2wZt5zoKAVt_NTLL1A3tYKgn32GM3a4Wf9FHVhv20UKdJikjPE5ZgMgF1eIpkDAr2A4JRZq/s1600-h/100_0814.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIT0mtPXoX5JdPqQTA4SURGmug06ZpTolOtDHwtSK575ClSYrfyZswdN_TVIhvCBQepOe8i2wZt5zoKAVt_NTLL1A3tYKgn32GM3a4Wf9FHVhv20UKdJikjPE5ZgMgF1eIpkDAr2A4JRZq/s320/100_0814.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427469434782223538" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7e99D2DqxsUeZfTt76cygr-LmR6XrjZrjZpyn8D_-U7QrS3Y2m3UPGP4Im4GM2r5ezcbvAyWjG4lMKFlYlVdsUkGOcioigVzy-sR9wHw9GXMAJQnbZUq9ZFGgG1PJr_OHXmiWito3ZLK_/s1600-h/100_0812.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7e99D2DqxsUeZfTt76cygr-LmR6XrjZrjZpyn8D_-U7QrS3Y2m3UPGP4Im4GM2r5ezcbvAyWjG4lMKFlYlVdsUkGOcioigVzy-sR9wHw9GXMAJQnbZUq9ZFGgG1PJr_OHXmiWito3ZLK_/s320/100_0812.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427469429697549298" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#551A8B;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghGu3koxCGhdIZnjj0YO5oVqudi17sVdRu648CaAvM5yGoMnwSRon2L2cspQz3ESlFjfY7yzWgekdDs7kQ3J0ZBAJ1N_FYgQPGLvC4htjNm71W1ydenAqqbboIfXz9TdHijqlVsK7lPk8T/s1600-h/100_0808.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 162px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghGu3koxCGhdIZnjj0YO5oVqudi17sVdRu648CaAvM5yGoMnwSRon2L2cspQz3ESlFjfY7yzWgekdDs7kQ3J0ZBAJ1N_FYgQPGLvC4htjNm71W1ydenAqqbboIfXz9TdHijqlVsK7lPk8T/s320/100_0808.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427469424977468866" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMOMNUrrqxFIkB9GTZb-hRJEfUZgugnhkFc9zDDeqKlb2gPkcxBQtkL2UC32zuR5V1hVdvg-2HTGQUKIY9o9EhCMgah5ze5pOBUqUr_mHbJIpVXpGtd3TSPJohOiG_QP2zOVFfNB3U3g4x/s1600-h/100_0807.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMOMNUrrqxFIkB9GTZb-hRJEfUZgugnhkFc9zDDeqKlb2gPkcxBQtkL2UC32zuR5V1hVdvg-2HTGQUKIY9o9EhCMgah5ze5pOBUqUr_mHbJIpVXpGtd3TSPJohOiG_QP2zOVFfNB3U3g4x/s320/100_0807.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427469419692786962" /></a><br />Today I decided to take the long trek... (10 mins wow, I'm an active person) to my local Goodwill. Which happens to be the closest thing my area has to heaven. No fat baby thingys with wings nor is there clouds shaped like cotton candy or horribly tacky white gowns that everyone seems to be soooo in love with. Okay, sometimes there is the tacky dresses. But you can certainly find the occasional an amazing piece. Anyway, after I went there my mom (who's upholstering a chair) made me go to a store called Foam Rubber. I'm not kidding it was actually called Foam Rubber. And she got some foam for a cushion on her chair. You will not believe how many people need foam/rubber. The phone was ringing constantly and the store was crowded. God, it was so strange. Foam! THEY SELL BLOCKS OF FOAM FOR GODSAKE! I just don't understand the appeal of that, but whatever. I have included pictures of the Foam Rubber store because when you have been to the Twilight Zone and back you should share your experiences. Pictures of my local Goodwill because I Love That Place! Finally pictures of what I bought and what I wore today because this is a fashion blog... I wore: a vintage slip<div>3 belts I forget where I got them.... Some thrift store, My docs.,And a vintage hunting jacket from GOODWILL!</div>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-84436076264180512622010-01-15T18:37:00.000-08:002010-01-15T18:54:14.909-08:00Every time I look at this I want to go shopping.... or watch wizard of oz. Or go on a picnic?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjC13sYBCl31NRBTnjxHJhja7giFNdVMhAYQUB2FDhcEOWiJrxg-hOgFSgepG2vPEOHn50I5zyRSs7GSeNMtGS5apcYxptXEtWJkPCxkBTt_SPd6MgipcVVTrSf6nk9QRYBXv_RyUKA-tH/s1600-h/SDIM1554.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjC13sYBCl31NRBTnjxHJhja7giFNdVMhAYQUB2FDhcEOWiJrxg-hOgFSgepG2vPEOHn50I5zyRSs7GSeNMtGS5apcYxptXEtWJkPCxkBTt_SPd6MgipcVVTrSf6nk9QRYBXv_RyUKA-tH/s320/SDIM1554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427165369755030194" /></a><br /><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><img src="webkit-fake-url://433E6F6C-0D4F-4D6D-A8FD-9E7A0BADFCC9/christopher-kane-ss10-lfw-review-1.jpg" alt="christopher-kane-ss10-lfw-review-1.jpg" />Gah, this is love. Christopher Kane's SS10 collection. It's so so so adjectives fail me. My use of the english language is not adequate enough to express how I feel about these pieces. On another note, I'm taking a photography class at my school! Maybe my use of a self timer with become better. Normally when i go take pictures multiple things happen.</p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">1) I "almost" break my camera.... More then once.</p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">2)smash/blowup/destroy beyond recognition/ some sort of valuable where ever I happen to be taking pictures.</p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">3) ending up on the floor cursing and asking myself WHY? WHYYYYY?</p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">for my first assignment I am to take one Fashion shot and an artistic one. I think i'm going to use this door that my mother picked up god know where as a backdrop. P.S the door is really fantastic in real life. The picture does not do it justice.</p>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-58937629424143080842010-01-10T07:41:00.000-08:002010-01-10T07:58:14.082-08:00Urban Vintage.... HURRAH<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC9HM3zkQ31aZ5rnSUorNOBGnGKkO5cJfQo1oCBd6GWr68hBMxRIAA-47aHeWzhrYiRPZx6wv7dlkW7PiZ3brRcR0OXg9eP9toHpaeSSNOK7Qb3puJ01R-A1Fn2v4gfwfM9pkwS4wveTmq/s1600-h/IMG_0617_2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC9HM3zkQ31aZ5rnSUorNOBGnGKkO5cJfQo1oCBd6GWr68hBMxRIAA-47aHeWzhrYiRPZx6wv7dlkW7PiZ3brRcR0OXg9eP9toHpaeSSNOK7Qb3puJ01R-A1Fn2v4gfwfM9pkwS4wveTmq/s320/IMG_0617_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425137797412729234" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrEpwKWvF7frt4lexwFPwELai_goUPt9QQ5ckWVMkI131IiKj_PvYq3wCDKW8jrnOmIIPDvzUnwMulFrufpv808On_qASEUGBFsUig_DVUx71N5_U4-c437DFyxj4W6HJKeGTt0n_I3Sgw/s1600-h/IMG_0602_2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrEpwKWvF7frt4lexwFPwELai_goUPt9QQ5ckWVMkI131IiKj_PvYq3wCDKW8jrnOmIIPDvzUnwMulFrufpv808On_qASEUGBFsUig_DVUx71N5_U4-c437DFyxj4W6HJKeGTt0n_I3Sgw/s320/IMG_0602_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425137795245790018" /></a>Yesterday, I went with my mom around Boston and Brighton. We walked in a circle attempting to go to every thrift/vintage store in a couple mile radius. My legs were killing, me having just had a particularly strenuous gym class. That involved running endlessly from one side of the gym to the other. Over and over and over again. So walking that much took dedication and the shining ray of hope that is shopping. My efforts were paid off in the first store that I stepped my aching feet into..... Urban Vintage. Which consists of mostly new handmaid clothing. In the back though they do have a rack of vintage (where this came from)Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-41214036591514840742010-01-07T18:31:00.000-08:002010-01-07T18:39:13.777-08:00Oh, so dramatic. My intense stares are slightly creeping you out.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWw0nvu728GZrM9EU9kO_hE1unacP7PBuN_JbXIjIQHcrhAFQuRytEoi_8rnOT8oCzwYuUEZeX-f9Wajn5Lg9nVjldD3IC9DBxEKTGz-xLIIJ8O-fFFyu2mR7acs_3ja5Rs94TuydZv0Ij/s1600-h/IMG_0587.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWw0nvu728GZrM9EU9kO_hE1unacP7PBuN_JbXIjIQHcrhAFQuRytEoi_8rnOT8oCzwYuUEZeX-f9Wajn5Lg9nVjldD3IC9DBxEKTGz-xLIIJ8O-fFFyu2mR7acs_3ja5Rs94TuydZv0Ij/s320/IMG_0587.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424192177943252194" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUS4Gg9_RuEBhods9-dZExz8GcDWKm4LeqqvCsF2BvVxqEKItP8yyN1P5HrGapGb2Awf_B5kX2mml4EwB1LXhI2sqNc7hePXnAx6asegRIpmOPkNVadgS-5lAcJrgVPYHE6ZQ4HYAYZj5q/s1600-h/IMG_0586.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUS4Gg9_RuEBhods9-dZExz8GcDWKm4LeqqvCsF2BvVxqEKItP8yyN1P5HrGapGb2Awf_B5kX2mml4EwB1LXhI2sqNc7hePXnAx6asegRIpmOPkNVadgS-5lAcJrgVPYHE6ZQ4HYAYZj5q/s320/IMG_0586.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424192173047718818" /></a>I have no reason behind this post other then I personally enjoy these pictures. You can't really see the dress nor the shoes. Unpractical posting full steam ahead. The dress is a 50s silk dress, that i got in Good and Maggie's in connecticut. Of course i'm wearing my Docs!Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-53768118436613597332010-01-07T18:07:00.000-08:002010-01-07T18:31:30.901-08:00And she bestowed a gift of a post upon them....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnKYvR0km2S7Ho9c-ILK3j_CYxqRTE3eRGF3H2W06x2RxEHJquzUs2DROoUkMYUCKewWp1urD_r4tXpQO-RBgKWGslk5fDJCGZXRBBSsLLfzoHK5NTKJ0WZzrAe7NhrW1ZKKYHOHFQ3Esm/s1600-h/IMG_0583.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnKYvR0km2S7Ho9c-ILK3j_CYxqRTE3eRGF3H2W06x2RxEHJquzUs2DROoUkMYUCKewWp1urD_r4tXpQO-RBgKWGslk5fDJCGZXRBBSsLLfzoHK5NTKJ0WZzrAe7NhrW1ZKKYHOHFQ3Esm/s320/IMG_0583.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424190495035961074" /></a><br />I fufilled my promise. A GAZILLION grueling hours of homeyworkey later I'm finally posting. So I wore this out fit today to school. The guidence counsler asked me in a horrified voice "Are you wearing PANTS?" God, I almost had a heart attack. I thought she would call me on dress code. The terrifing consiquence is wearing these disgusting sweatshirt and sweatpants things. And possibly the big guns... umbro shorts from the 90s that give people hernias looking at. Luckily, she smiled and said (in response to my flustered t-these are p-pants.. and my attempts to run away) It's okay, I didn't mean to embarass you. I escaped... I thank my extra super duper lucky stars. <div><br /></div>Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-656318551864964603.post-48902035092876180282010-01-07T13:56:00.000-08:002010-01-07T14:09:10.130-08:00Don't forget about me!I will post tonight.... absolutely. definitely. most likely.maybe. if i have time. Arg, i blame this all on my teachers. Apparently they care about my future. Oh woe is me.... I have excuses though. Don't count me out yet. My most reliable excuse to get me out of any undesirable situation is 'little gnomes that live inside my backpack have invaded my brain. unfortunately i am unable to think, because of my lack of brain space. And the fact that they (little gnomes i mean) keep playing very loud 80's pop inside my head. It's excruciatingly painful.... So i can do whatever you need me to do when I<br />1)get back from the mental hospital<br />2)have evacuated the gnomes successfully<br />3)eaten a life time supply of Razzles. FIRST IT'S CANDY THEN IT'S GUM!Celiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486877143390399448noreply@blogger.com0