<?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-5044428101657884466</id><updated>2011-12-18T13:49:32.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT TO BE A BITCH BUT....</title><subtitle type='html'>completely random rantings on all things both stupid and fantastic</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-6373778547055317540</id><published>2011-12-18T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T13:49:32.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Service Tumblr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uuXrZ1pFr_g/Tu5fjTRknqI/AAAAAAAAAk8/iqCnpawk3QM/s1600/selfserviceblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687588439489552034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uuXrZ1pFr_g/Tu5fjTRknqI/AAAAAAAAAk8/iqCnpawk3QM/s400/selfserviceblog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simple and Beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-6373778547055317540?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/6373778547055317540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/12/self-service-tumblr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6373778547055317540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6373778547055317540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/12/self-service-tumblr.html' title='Self Service Tumblr'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uuXrZ1pFr_g/Tu5fjTRknqI/AAAAAAAAAk8/iqCnpawk3QM/s72-c/selfserviceblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-1849428794976262752</id><published>2011-12-12T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:50:45.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Castle Gardena - Amazing Homes Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gfqvJOjuxJU/TucDkU-etBI/AAAAAAAAAkw/K9ZrW8jK8KA/s1600/arss_alpine_02_v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685516977219482642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gfqvJOjuxJU/TucDkU-etBI/AAAAAAAAAkw/K9ZrW8jK8KA/s400/arss_alpine_02_v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;from W Magazine photographed by Simon Watson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An Incredible photograph. Enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-1849428794976262752?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/1849428794976262752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/12/castle-gardena-amazing-homes-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1849428794976262752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1849428794976262752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/12/castle-gardena-amazing-homes-part-ii.html' title='Castle Gardena - Amazing Homes Part II'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gfqvJOjuxJU/TucDkU-etBI/AAAAAAAAAkw/K9ZrW8jK8KA/s72-c/arss_alpine_02_v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7688216454207777791</id><published>2011-12-12T23:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:36:32.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duchess of Alba - Amazing Homes Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rNiAVNDqVSk/Tub_fFCPxqI/AAAAAAAAAkk/zfEY1lmSMAg/s1600/arss_spain_02_v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685512488994457250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rNiAVNDqVSk/Tub_fFCPxqI/AAAAAAAAAkk/zfEY1lmSMAg/s400/arss_spain_02_v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from W Magazine photographed by Simon Watson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It looks like Hogwarts x Coraline. I'd pay to walk down this hallway. MAGICAL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-7688216454207777791?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7688216454207777791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/12/duchess-of-alba-amazing-homes-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7688216454207777791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7688216454207777791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/12/duchess-of-alba-amazing-homes-part-i.html' title='Duchess of Alba - Amazing Homes Part I'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rNiAVNDqVSk/Tub_fFCPxqI/AAAAAAAAAkk/zfEY1lmSMAg/s72-c/arss_spain_02_v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5404902557099700013</id><published>2011-11-21T00:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:06:33.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Shifters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLYwC48nn5I/TsoGLdq02CI/AAAAAAAAAjc/OzjmBwBqcbY/s1600/natsumeyuujinchoujy8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLYwC48nn5I/TsoGLdq02CI/AAAAAAAAAjc/OzjmBwBqcbY/s400/natsumeyuujinchoujy8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677357074266511394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes when I am feeling less than perfectly happy, I have to retrieve those feelings by turning to a secret shifter, which is a folder of random things that makes me instantly happy.  This retarded cat from Natsume's Book of Friends brings me such joy! How the simple things in life can do this is incredible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Keith for introducing me to this anime! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-5404902557099700013?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5404902557099700013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/11/secret-shifters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5404902557099700013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5404902557099700013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/11/secret-shifters.html' title='Secret Shifters'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLYwC48nn5I/TsoGLdq02CI/AAAAAAAAAjc/OzjmBwBqcbY/s72-c/natsumeyuujinchoujy8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-848111930862437494</id><published>2011-10-16T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T06:52:05.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic Ramblings Inspired by Breakfast With The Love of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; background-color: rgb(174, 202, 221); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1-love-quotes.com/quote/981575" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; text-decoration: none; "&gt;"When I say, "I love you," it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I've seen your kindness and your strength. I've seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You're a hell of a woman."&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; background-color: rgb(174, 202, 221); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; background-color: rgb(174, 202, 221); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I copy and pasted this and for whatever reason, can't get rid of the baby blue highlighter, but, more the more important issue at hand is, how great is this quote? It's by Joss Whedon, is that the guy who wrote Buffy the Vampire Slayer?! Wow, it's both deep and contemporary.  As sarcastic as that sounds, it is 100% truth.  How amazing would it be for someone to say this to you? Girls, aspire to be with no one else but the man who feels this way.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/5044428101657884466-848111930862437494?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/848111930862437494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-i-say-i-love-you-its-not-because-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/848111930862437494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/848111930862437494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-i-say-i-love-you-its-not-because-i.html' title='Romantic Ramblings Inspired by Breakfast With The Love of My Life'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7351437970777676107</id><published>2011-09-13T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T06:09:06.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History + Nostalgic References</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMTAU7XXLoU/Tm9VuzxX5AI/AAAAAAAAAik/uFL7MtoioHs/s1600/90s_fashion_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMTAU7XXLoU/Tm9VuzxX5AI/AAAAAAAAAik/uFL7MtoioHs/s400/90s_fashion_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651830320032900098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking at photos online of various bloggers etc...and we've (when I say we, I mean most of the fashion set age group from their teens to mid/late twenties) is referencing 90s/grunge right now.  The pictures are cute and all because it's an era that's already passed that we know is visually pleasing...but does anyone ever think how this will skew the historical referencing years down the line? Obviously it'll never be as authentic as the real 90s but will we want to remember the 2010s as the year that look like the 90s? It's kind of weird isn't it? Perhaps this is why we are all so fucking bored.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, while trying to find a picture for this posting, I came across a Sex and the City reference from I think 1st or 2nd season and actually, they look incredible!! This is the 90s I'm thinking of. Vogue 90s, Jil Sander.  Even Miranda looks cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-7351437970777676107?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7351437970777676107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/09/history-nostalgic-references.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7351437970777676107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7351437970777676107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/09/history-nostalgic-references.html' title='History + Nostalgic References'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMTAU7XXLoU/Tm9VuzxX5AI/AAAAAAAAAik/uFL7MtoioHs/s72-c/90s_fashion_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-6924119324404121883</id><published>2011-09-06T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:15:54.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed with this song!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Gb7u8pOfB6A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know if it'll make it to the final edit of the runway soundtrack but it's a good hint to how I'm feeling for the ending of the collection.  It's kind of romantic in a high school prom kind of way.  All I know is that she's so cool and everyone is totally in love with her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-6924119324404121883?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/6924119324404121883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/09/obsessed-with-this-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6924119324404121883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6924119324404121883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/09/obsessed-with-this-song.html' title='Obsessed with this song!!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Gb7u8pOfB6A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-2744468341936133585</id><published>2011-03-06T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T17:28:38.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christopher Kane x Mary Katrantzou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32Kyi2BkfbI/TXQwSmHgQNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DXnqc8gBKGA/s1600/colettewindow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32Kyi2BkfbI/TXQwSmHgQNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DXnqc8gBKGA/s400/colettewindow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581138934246686930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colette window display : Paris&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/5044428101657884466-2744468341936133585?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/2744468341936133585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/03/christopher-kane-x-mary-katrantzou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2744468341936133585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2744468341936133585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/03/christopher-kane-x-mary-katrantzou.html' title='Christopher Kane x Mary Katrantzou'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32Kyi2BkfbI/TXQwSmHgQNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DXnqc8gBKGA/s72-c/colettewindow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7679576971437740383</id><published>2011-02-26T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T15:50:54.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jil Sander AW 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kd2YqWyJ6dU/TWmRpOS_p1I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uFGWP6KC0FE/s1600/jilsanderf11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kd2YqWyJ6dU/TWmRpOS_p1I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uFGWP6KC0FE/s400/jilsanderf11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578149750873499474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WANT #1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-7679576971437740383?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7679576971437740383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/02/jil-sander-aw-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7679576971437740383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7679576971437740383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/02/jil-sander-aw-2011.html' title='Jil Sander AW 2011'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kd2YqWyJ6dU/TWmRpOS_p1I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uFGWP6KC0FE/s72-c/jilsanderf11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-6960954475663729202</id><published>2011-02-22T15:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T15:28:03.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe There Are More Important Things Than Being Really Really Ridiculously Good Looking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tjfn9MtlmJo/TWREbvsxkfI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Klgn-CZyiXY/s1600/3150-abbey-lee-kershaw-by-hanneli-mustaparta-762x521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tjfn9MtlmJo/TWREbvsxkfI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Klgn-CZyiXY/s400/3150-abbey-lee-kershaw-by-hanneli-mustaparta-762x521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576657482042937842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember in Zoolander when this conversation occured?&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Maybe we should be doing something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;more meaningful with our lives.  Like helping people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uh Derek, what people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know. People who need help.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Models help people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They make them feel good about themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; They also show them how to dress cool and wear their hair in interesting ways."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I agree. I definitely want to wear my hair like Abbey Lee Kershaw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Thanks for helping me Abbey!!&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&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/5044428101657884466-6960954475663729202?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/6960954475663729202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/02/maybe-there-are-more-important-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6960954475663729202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6960954475663729202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/02/maybe-there-are-more-important-things.html' title='Maybe There Are More Important Things Than Being Really Really Ridiculously Good Looking'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tjfn9MtlmJo/TWREbvsxkfI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Klgn-CZyiXY/s72-c/3150-abbey-lee-kershaw-by-hanneli-mustaparta-762x521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5600936555652503351</id><published>2011-02-11T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T17:46:03.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Men Are Better Designers Than Women"...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k42I-aeE1Uo/TVXkCSKeIoI/AAAAAAAAAhA/LrTXVvLjBdo/s1600/1christian-dior-1957-by-loomis-dean-getty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k42I-aeE1Uo/TVXkCSKeIoI/AAAAAAAAAhA/LrTXVvLjBdo/s400/1christian-dior-1957-by-loomis-dean-getty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572610841827484290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christian Dior &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During my final year at St. Martin's, Peter Louis Crown, the owner of House of Lachasse, came in to give a lecture on tailoring and design.  He told fascinating stories about old customers and English heritage, how he came to own the House of Lachasse, but the one thing he said that stood out most to me was "MEN ARE BETTER DESIGNERS THAN WOMEN." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His explanation was that men don't design for themselves, therefore, they are not restricted by anything and create more beautiful things.  At first I was offended, but when a fellow woman in the industry agreed with him, I became curious.  Afterall, good design is in the eye of the beholder.  BUT having always been a fan of elaborate french embroidery and cutting myself, I have to admit that the designers I have always loved are indeed male.  Dior, Balenciaga, Lacroix...all the most amazing houses have been headed by men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I could re-write my thesis, it would be a study on this debate.  It would be so interesting.  Perhaps I will continue to post comparisons on this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-5600936555652503351?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5600936555652503351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/02/men-are-better-designers-than-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5600936555652503351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5600936555652503351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/02/men-are-better-designers-than-women.html' title='&quot;Men Are Better Designers Than Women&quot;...?'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k42I-aeE1Uo/TVXkCSKeIoI/AAAAAAAAAhA/LrTXVvLjBdo/s72-c/1christian-dior-1957-by-loomis-dean-getty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3381400100496194938</id><published>2011-01-27T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T14:29:32.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prada, You are so Brilliant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TUHxcFkenTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vnziXMOcOT4/s1600/pra_det_ss11_036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TUHxcFkenTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vnziXMOcOT4/s400/pra_det_ss11_036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566996079240453426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prada Espadrille platform sneakers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The perfect blend of comedy and style&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-3381400100496194938?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3381400100496194938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/01/prada-you-are-so-brilliant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3381400100496194938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3381400100496194938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2011/01/prada-you-are-so-brilliant.html' title='Prada, You are so Brilliant!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TUHxcFkenTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vnziXMOcOT4/s72-c/pra_det_ss11_036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-248032192117117664</id><published>2010-12-18T21:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:09:22.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypothetical Christmas Gift List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TQ2ScVASrmI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HiDTBcxEBY0/s1600/comme-des-garcons-junya-watanabe-man-fishtail-parka-0-540x359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552254930990050914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TQ2ScVASrmI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HiDTBcxEBY0/s400/comme-des-garcons-junya-watanabe-man-fishtail-parka-0-540x359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item #1: Junya Watanabe Man M-51 Parka for MY MAN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love that the love of my life is stylish but in the most masculine and understated way.  God I love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-248032192117117664?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/248032192117117664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/12/hypothetical-christmas-gift-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/248032192117117664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/248032192117117664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/12/hypothetical-christmas-gift-list.html' title='Hypothetical Christmas Gift List'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TQ2ScVASrmI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HiDTBcxEBY0/s72-c/comme-des-garcons-junya-watanabe-man-fishtail-parka-0-540x359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7348488852468680735</id><published>2010-10-12T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T18:18:24.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Hill Nurses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TLUH3NpgD4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/pqiqOsruZQc/s1600/Silent_Hill_Nurse9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527332762805079938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TLUH3NpgD4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/pqiqOsruZQc/s400/Silent_Hill_Nurse9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aside from the unenviable Bloody Spider Veins on their legs, the nurses from silent hill are so unbelievably hot! It makes me understand why girls want fake boobs or wonderbras. How amazing would it be if Victoria Secret used these nurses for a Halloween ad campaign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally stay away from horror imagery but thanks to my boyfriend and his obsession with it, I now find myself dreaming of being chased by zombies etc. The Silent Hill nurses are one of the "nicer" inspirations I've gotten from him. Now I am obsessed with finding latex white nurse costumes for Halloween.  &lt;em&gt;Thanks Hunny!&lt;/em&gt; (I'm being sarcastic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-7348488852468680735?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7348488852468680735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/10/silent-hill-nurses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7348488852468680735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7348488852468680735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/10/silent-hill-nurses.html' title='Silent Hill Nurses'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TLUH3NpgD4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/pqiqOsruZQc/s72-c/Silent_Hill_Nurse9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7185433299521662176</id><published>2010-10-11T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:48:06.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Metal Magazine - Print Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TLPz2v5nDZI/AAAAAAAAAe0/V3kO3cM8wh0/s1600/heavymetalmagazine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527029289610317202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TLPz2v5nDZI/AAAAAAAAAe0/V3kO3cM8wh0/s400/heavymetalmagazine.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found this 3 pack of 1980's Heavy Metal Magazine at Half Price Books today.&lt;br /&gt;The girl on the cover is the inspiration for Debbie Harry's Album Cover.  The content is a bit gory for my taste but the cover art of the magazine is wonderful. &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/5044428101657884466-7185433299521662176?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7185433299521662176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/10/heavy-metal-magazine-print-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7185433299521662176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7185433299521662176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/10/heavy-metal-magazine-print-inspiration.html' title='Heavy Metal Magazine - Print Inspiration'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TLPz2v5nDZI/AAAAAAAAAe0/V3kO3cM8wh0/s72-c/heavymetalmagazine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7533668660655692217</id><published>2010-08-29T01:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:55:21.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Denim Bum Flap - Edited Out from the 'Joan' Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/THogJ3nhInI/AAAAAAAAAek/Af7khXzA6DY/s1600/barneysdenimcontest+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510752447961834098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/THogJ3nhInI/AAAAAAAAAek/Af7khXzA6DY/s400/barneysdenimcontest+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so excited to put this in the collection for 'Joan' but it made more sense to just keep everything in wool.  But I love it all the same and will find more uses for them. (I say them because I made a couple bum flaps. So excited to wear them!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-7533668660655692217?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7533668660655692217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/denim-bum-flap-edited-out-from-joan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7533668660655692217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7533668660655692217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/denim-bum-flap-edited-out-from-joan.html' title='Denim Bum Flap - Edited Out from the &apos;Joan&apos; Collection'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/THogJ3nhInI/AAAAAAAAAek/Af7khXzA6DY/s72-c/barneysdenimcontest+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-4248055727681564395</id><published>2010-08-29T01:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:50:27.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F/W 2010 - Wishlist Item 1 - Versace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/THoezbYSWMI/AAAAAAAAAec/l0zA2iR_yDw/s1600/versacefw2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510750962913007810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/THoezbYSWMI/AAAAAAAAAec/l0zA2iR_yDw/s400/versacefw2010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via style.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I never thought I'd see the day when a Versace dress would be at the top of my wishlist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Does anyone else ever wish they could just wear floor length dresses that drag for casual errands? I'd love to wear it to pick my boyfriend up from the airport, except in white!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-4248055727681564395?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/4248055727681564395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/fw-2010-wishlist-item-1-versace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4248055727681564395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4248055727681564395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/fw-2010-wishlist-item-1-versace.html' title='F/W 2010 - Wishlist Item 1 - Versace'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/THoezbYSWMI/AAAAAAAAAec/l0zA2iR_yDw/s72-c/versacefw2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-4649523164715829681</id><published>2010-08-26T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:52:58.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Videos are the New Books On Tape</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/49wqOKOE7JI/hqdefault.jpg)" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/49wqOKOE7JI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/49wqOKOE7JI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not meant to be a good thing. I personally hate books on tape. It takes away my right to imagine and formulate my own opinion or story behind the picture. As much as I love Miu Miu...and assorted other brands who have decided to jump on this band wagon, does anyone else find it obnoxious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like in America's Next Top Model when Tyra says you need to be a spokes person. NO, YOU DON'T. Models are not meant to talk. They are meant to look good and you only really need to use a photograph to capture a great moment in time. Videos spoil the romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I compare it to books on tape because I don't need some deep voiced british man, even if it is Ian Mckellan, to narrate Harry Potter for me. Really, I'd rather just imagine the voices myself because no matter how awesome Ian Mckellan is (Side note: Ian Mckellan doesn't actually do the Harry Potter Books on Tape, I am just giving this as an example cause it's some British guy who's doing the reading (&lt;em&gt;look a parenthesis within a parenthesis! I have actually made another assumption. I may have listened to Harry Potter books on tape for a minute and don't actually remember whether or not the reader was British),&lt;/em&gt; he is not Hermione Granger,nor Professor McGonagall, MAYBE he's Professor Dumbledore, but that's it. No one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt the fashion vids are going to stop anytime soon, as books on tape are still very popular, but just because ipads/iphones are in everyone's hand doesn't mean you have to make fashion videos for them. You can just do a really awesome slide show? LOL. Ok now I sound like a dinosaur who hates technology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-4649523164715829681?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/4649523164715829681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/fashion-videos-are-new-books-on-tape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4649523164715829681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4649523164715829681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/fashion-videos-are-new-books-on-tape.html' title='Fashion Videos are the New Books On Tape'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5115047022397244864</id><published>2010-08-15T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T02:25:37.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sri Lankan Police Women</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/_04FeH2zn7HE/TGeyUbsGCXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/TZqI7eUKo5w/s1600/SRI_LANKA--350x500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TGeyUbsGCXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/TZqI7eUKo5w/s400/SRI_LANKA--350x500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505565133583550834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;via page six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Militarize me baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-5115047022397244864?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5115047022397244864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/sri-lankan-police-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5115047022397244864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5115047022397244864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/sri-lankan-police-women.html' title='Sri Lankan Police Women'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TGeyUbsGCXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/TZqI7eUKo5w/s72-c/SRI_LANKA--350x500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-154538355327700356</id><published>2010-08-12T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:21:25.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No. No. No. No. NO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TGTVcH2TERI/AAAAAAAAAeE/eW9VSkEXiyI/s1600/halle-berry-vogue-september-2010-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504759323673432338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TGTVcH2TERI/AAAAAAAAAeE/eW9VSkEXiyI/s400/halle-berry-vogue-september-2010-cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; American Vogue September Issue 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE COVER IS AWFUL. It looks like a jewelry commercial. Halle Berry stick to your boy cuts.  You with a bob is awkward.  I try to be positive about things you know, I get it, American Vogue looks different from all the other ones because they feature celebrities on the cover and not models.  It's a shame because generally the other shoots inside are ten thousand times better than the cover.  If you insist on continuing with this celebrity stuff, can we use someone other than Mario Testino? Because maybe then, the covers will stop looking so heinous.&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/5044428101657884466-154538355327700356?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/154538355327700356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-no-no-no-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/154538355327700356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/154538355327700356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-no-no-no-no.html' title='No. No. No. No. NO!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TGTVcH2TERI/AAAAAAAAAeE/eW9VSkEXiyI/s72-c/halle-berry-vogue-september-2010-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7188262766953988160</id><published>2010-08-05T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T01:33:17.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Always Find Things Online Too Late?</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/_04FeH2zn7HE/TFpv7F_wunI/AAAAAAAAAd8/FGQ9L9nVfE8/s1600/Chanel-Flower-Stackable-Rings_22397_front_large_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TFpv7F_wunI/AAAAAAAAAd8/FGQ9L9nVfE8/s400/Chanel-Flower-Stackable-Rings_22397_front_large_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501832955799059058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chanel stackable flower rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When did these come out? And Will I ever find them again? They're perfect for spring!!&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/5044428101657884466-7188262766953988160?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7188262766953988160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-do-i-always-find-things-online-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7188262766953988160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7188262766953988160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-do-i-always-find-things-online-too.html' title='Why Do I Always Find Things Online Too Late?'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TFpv7F_wunI/AAAAAAAAAd8/FGQ9L9nVfE8/s72-c/Chanel-Flower-Stackable-Rings_22397_front_large_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-8428734508090802355</id><published>2010-08-02T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:51:15.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Imagine What Tammy Kane's Wardobe Looks like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TFd1MnrV1KI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Zr4wia-T2eQ/s1600/chrisandtammy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500994329525998754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TFd1MnrV1KI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Zr4wia-T2eQ/s400/chrisandtammy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tammy and Christopher Kane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has it occured to anyone else that Tammy Kane quite possibly has every Christopher Kane outfit ever or at the very least every piece she wants?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-8428734508090802355?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/8428734508090802355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-you-imagine-what-tammy-kanes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8428734508090802355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8428734508090802355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-you-imagine-what-tammy-kanes.html' title='Can You Imagine What Tammy Kane&apos;s Wardobe Looks like?'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TFd1MnrV1KI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Zr4wia-T2eQ/s72-c/chrisandtammy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-4975651757879800097</id><published>2010-07-28T00:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T00:16:07.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'The Spacer' - copyright</title><content type='html'>I hereby claim the copyright on a new term I've coined: 'The Spacer'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spacer is the guy that gives you courage to break up with the guy you've been in a long term relationship with that you have long fallen out of love with.  He is never 'The One' but generally sticks around long enough for you to make sure you don't get back with your ex out of boredom and gives you space to be single before actually dating the next potential long term or the love of your life.  He can also help you realize the things you don't want in a man so you can identify what you DO want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I am not saying this is courageous but it works for those girls who cannot be alone and needs someone to cushion the break-up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-4975651757879800097?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/4975651757879800097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/07/spacer-copyright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4975651757879800097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4975651757879800097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/07/spacer-copyright.html' title='&apos;The Spacer&apos; - copyright'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-351142811978467459</id><published>2010-07-21T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T18:52:00.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Janet Jackson's Belly Chain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TEeLomOKHDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9mp6OPyYIug/s1600/bellychainjanet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496515399799938098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TEeLomOKHDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9mp6OPyYIug/s400/bellychainjanet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Janet Jackson - "Again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The 90s has been back for a while but where are all the belly chains? I know there are body chains but the belly chains are more subtle and in the case of the Janet Jackson video it's just damn sexy.  Let me translate, this photo is a still from the scene where she's laying on the bed in a cropped white halter top and partially unbuttons high-waisted jeans; her gorgeous boyfriend is rubbing her awesomely toned abs and slowly slides his hand down, then he slowly drags out this belly chain. IT'S SO HOT.  I don't know if Janet's abs will ever look that way again, but I'm going to try because it's the only way I can ever be justified to sport a belly chain!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-351142811978467459?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/351142811978467459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/07/janet-jacksons-belly-chain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/351142811978467459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/351142811978467459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/07/janet-jacksons-belly-chain.html' title='Janet Jackson&apos;s Belly Chain'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TEeLomOKHDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9mp6OPyYIug/s72-c/bellychainjanet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-6383148094742362045</id><published>2010-06-30T17:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:43:05.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 25th by Pun + Nicki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi_nH_epI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ftnMQ6avLqI/s1600/36861_403304692583_552027583_4489402_7636905_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488730153343220370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi_nH_epI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ftnMQ6avLqI/s400/36861_403304692583_552027583_4489402_7636905_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi-3pOHXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/6-Z_lS8VEYc/s1600/36861_403304727583_552027583_4489409_5789268_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488730140597689714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi-3pOHXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/6-Z_lS8VEYc/s400/36861_403304727583_552027583_4489409_5789268_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi-r4QBeI/AAAAAAAAAc0/9yBp2UINGS4/s1600/37300_402519582967_501547967_4429310_3571804_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488730137439503842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi-r4QBeI/AAAAAAAAAc0/9yBp2UINGS4/s400/37300_402519582967_501547967_4429310_3571804_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi-QOpbUI/AAAAAAAAAcs/OtjDwUZMuh8/s1600/37300_402519652967_501547967_4429324_789553_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488730130017250626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi-QOpbUI/AAAAAAAAAcs/OtjDwUZMuh8/s400/37300_402519652967_501547967_4429324_789553_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi98RSjOI/AAAAAAAAAck/BCB2dG6dqAI/s1600/36861_403304787583_552027583_4489421_2836061_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488730124659625186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi98RSjOI/AAAAAAAAAck/BCB2dG6dqAI/s400/36861_403304787583_552027583_4489421_2836061_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richmond Park With the Loves of My Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;June 25, 210&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All photos by Pun and Nicki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5044428101657884466-6383148094742362045?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/6383148094742362045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-25th-by-pun-nicky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6383148094742362045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6383148094742362045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-25th-by-pun-nicky.html' title='June 25th by Pun + Nicki'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvi_nH_epI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ftnMQ6avLqI/s72-c/36861_403304692583_552027583_4489402_7636905_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7217131450579985447</id><published>2010-06-30T16:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:33:05.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Favorites Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhETImcuI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Q2xExtxLsLc/s1600/chanel071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488728034853155554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhETImcuI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Q2xExtxLsLc/s400/chanel071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhEJBZ3QI/AAAAAAAAAcU/m5uoqFUwjSk/s1600/chanel073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488728032138616066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhEJBZ3QI/AAAAAAAAAcU/m5uoqFUwjSk/s400/chanel073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhDt_6ckI/AAAAAAAAAcM/jr64Sld61mU/s1600/chanel075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488728024884605506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhDt_6ckI/AAAAAAAAAcM/jr64Sld61mU/s400/chanel075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhDa3k1CI/AAAAAAAAAcE/A7kRxWp2EK0/s1600/chanel076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488728019749360674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhDa3k1CI/AAAAAAAAAcE/A7kRxWp2EK0/s400/chanel076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhDE0TSPI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9-4q0IYPF9o/s1600/chanel078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488728013830047986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhDE0TSPI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9-4q0IYPF9o/s400/chanel078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chanel S/S 07 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The whole of the Chanel 2007 Spring collection is still completely fabulous to me and encompasses everything I would like to wear this summer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, I don't care about the fact that it is no longer 2007, It was one of the best years of my life; and if you don't know, that Christopher Reeves' film "Somewhere in Time" basically stated that to time travel, you must clothe and surround yourself with everything of that period to trick your mind into changing dimensions. Now that school's over, I wouldn't mind returning to first year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it was Lulu De La Falaise who said something like 'Life is more fun when you wear beautiful clothes.' I'd like to add to it by saying it can also be more romantic because meeting the man of your dreams in a really really girly dress, no matter how cool and cyborg-like I want to be sometimes, has it's place, particularly in the summer. I love sitting outside my favorite coffee shop with an iced tea, this can really only be bettered by being in a baby-pink Chanel mini dress with the love of my life sitting next to me. I can't wait to get back to California for holiday. HOLLA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5044428101657884466-7217131450579985447?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7217131450579985447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-favorites-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7217131450579985447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7217131450579985447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-favorites-part-ii.html' title='Summer Favorites Part II'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCvhETImcuI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Q2xExtxLsLc/s72-c/chanel071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-9135368018975999591</id><published>2010-06-22T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:52:48.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kay Nielsen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCFapZHotPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YPc4k4yJd9c/s1600/12dancingprincesses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485765488278025458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCFapZHotPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YPc4k4yJd9c/s400/12dancingprincesses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Artist: Kay Nielsen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12 Dancing Princesses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without a doubt, one of my favorite illustrations of all time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-9135368018975999591?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/9135368018975999591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/kay-nielsen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/9135368018975999591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/9135368018975999591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/kay-nielsen.html' title='Kay Nielsen'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TCFapZHotPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YPc4k4yJd9c/s72-c/12dancingprincesses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5350007699937679444</id><published>2010-06-18T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T14:38:56.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Favorites Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBvnVmaaoyI/AAAAAAAAAbk/3pubuwsZe0I/s1600/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBvnVmaaoyI/AAAAAAAAAbk/3pubuwsZe0I/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484231329528324898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dries Van Noten Tribal Wrap Skirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5044428101657884466-5350007699937679444?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5350007699937679444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-favorites-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5350007699937679444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5350007699937679444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-favorites-part-i.html' title='Summer Favorites Part I'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBvnVmaaoyI/AAAAAAAAAbk/3pubuwsZe0I/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5955091244830269483</id><published>2010-06-14T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T11:41:22.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a Gold Digger, I'm just Old-Fashioned!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBZ3lczHCII/AAAAAAAAAbc/uStTaJxxlvc/s1600/golddigger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482701081639585922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBZ3lczHCII/AAAAAAAAAbc/uStTaJxxlvc/s400/golddigger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an epiphany the other day and I would like to copyright this thought because it's so damn brilliant. My ex-bf used to always call me materialistic and a gold digger. I would rebuttal with, 'If I was a gold digger why would I be with YOU? You're poor as hell.' Which leads to this very important distinction between a gold digger and a girl who's just old-fashioned (ie. a man should take care of his woman): a gold digger would never date a man who's poor; an old-fashioned girl will date a poor man in the hopes that he'll love her enough to make more than enough to make sure they have the life that they always wanted together...and that's a good thing because it means you have faith in their intellect and their abilities for the future.&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-5955091244830269483?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5955091244830269483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-gold-digger-im-just-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5955091244830269483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5955091244830269483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-gold-digger-im-just-old.html' title='I&apos;m not a Gold Digger, I&apos;m just Old-Fashioned!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBZ3lczHCII/AAAAAAAAAbc/uStTaJxxlvc/s72-c/golddigger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-8338512743749204599</id><published>2010-06-09T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T15:52:09.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Joan' CSM BA Collection 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK5FluKII/AAAAAAAAAbU/kfcGR-7D2CM/s1600/Joan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480892722379106434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK5FluKII/AAAAAAAAAbU/kfcGR-7D2CM/s400/Joan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK4dTRC4I/AAAAAAAAAbM/EOaDwYODfh8/s1600/joan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480892711564282754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK4dTRC4I/AAAAAAAAAbM/EOaDwYODfh8/s400/joan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK3_gSRmI/AAAAAAAAAbE/_sU5w9ADurE/s1600/joan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480892703565825634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK3_gSRmI/AAAAAAAAAbE/_sU5w9ADurE/s400/joan3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK3a7RrUI/AAAAAAAAAa8/bPjYJWUdiEs/s1600/joan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480892693746920770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK3a7RrUI/AAAAAAAAAa8/bPjYJWUdiEs/s400/joan4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK2xOdz-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/UH4gcipLEj4/s1600/joan5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480892682553118690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK2xOdz-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/UH4gcipLEj4/s400/joan5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photographed: Christian Alegria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Art directed: Veronica So&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garments: Heidi Leung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hair: Yoshi Takamiyazki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make-up: Kaori Mitsuyasu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5044428101657884466-8338512743749204599?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/8338512743749204599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/joan-csm-ba-collection-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8338512743749204599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8338512743749204599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/06/joan-csm-ba-collection-2010.html' title='&apos;Joan&apos; CSM BA Collection 2010'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/TBAK5FluKII/AAAAAAAAAbU/kfcGR-7D2CM/s72-c/Joan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7887210238362502467</id><published>2010-04-21T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:47:27.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>90s Pop Video Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XN-Qq2umKZo&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&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/XN-Qq2umKZo&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paula Abdul's "Cold Hearted Snake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll forever be one of the most memorable videos of my childhood and a partial inspiration to my graduation collection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-7887210238362502467?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7887210238362502467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/04/90s-pop-video-mania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7887210238362502467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7887210238362502467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/04/90s-pop-video-mania.html' title='90s Pop Video Mania'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5257919589581547938</id><published>2010-04-21T22:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:43:51.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fquGNHiEG-4&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&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/fquGNHiEG-4&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I had yellow fever (although technically I can't because I am an asian girl already), it would without a doubt be because of Janet Jackson's "If."  Whoever did casting should be applauded for having excellent taste in picking cute asian girls because let's be honest, some people's taste in asian women is, as Bridgette Jones has said, "varnagrotesque!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-5257919589581547938?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5257919589581547938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/04/yellow-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5257919589581547938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5257919589581547938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/04/yellow-fever.html' title='Yellow Fever'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7630172584257744818</id><published>2010-03-26T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T19:40:20.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prada by Miuccia Prada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S61vMkDZtEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NIDOqFMp5Bk/s1600/wishlist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453136985442595906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S61vMkDZtEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NIDOqFMp5Bk/s400/wishlist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S61vMSJ0DsI/AAAAAAAAAY8/G5hbPb3Gq08/s1600/41EM%252BkhvTlL__SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453136980637650626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S61vMSJ0DsI/AAAAAAAAAY8/G5hbPb3Gq08/s400/41EM%252BkhvTlL__SS400_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S61v6_g1V4I/AAAAAAAAAZM/1T6pr73m1iA/s1600/51jmoxNqQTL__SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453137783087781762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S61v6_g1V4I/AAAAAAAAAZM/1T6pr73m1iA/s400/51jmoxNqQTL__SS400_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My latest wishlist item: the Prada Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5044428101657884466-7630172584257744818?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7630172584257744818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/03/prada-by-miuccia-prada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7630172584257744818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7630172584257744818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/03/prada-by-miuccia-prada.html' title='Prada by Miuccia Prada'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S61vMkDZtEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NIDOqFMp5Bk/s72-c/wishlist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-8739650812130341407</id><published>2010-03-17T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T16:37:36.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S6FmThaKYoI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ycBN7DizC2o/s1600-h/edward_cullen_twilight-12469.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S6FmS6UtlwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/9d7iC7hkZ-Q/s1600-h/jay-z-400a060107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449749499174819586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S6FmS6UtlwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/9d7iC7hkZ-Q/s400/jay-z-400a060107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to think sexy was about a look until my friend Teddy said, 'Let me give you an example of what sexy is.  Look at Jay-Z, he is the ugliest mother****er I've ever seen but he's sexy! He knows how to treat a woman and is confidant in himself.  That's why Beyonce is crazy about him.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well said, Teddy, well said!  For a guy to be sexy doesn't necessarily mean he has to be the most handsome guy in the world (Although from first hand experience, it's possible to be both handsome and sexy).  Knowing how to make a girl feel like a princess, doing things that are rare these days like always picking her up from her home and dropping her off, stocking her fridge with yogurt you know she likes, knowing you are wanted and not letting yourself be a doormat while still giving her what she wants...that's sexy! Live and learn boys! That's how you become a man!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-8739650812130341407?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/8739650812130341407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/03/sexy-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8739650812130341407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8739650812130341407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/03/sexy-is.html' title='Sexy Is...'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S6FmS6UtlwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/9d7iC7hkZ-Q/s72-c/jay-z-400a060107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-4229663766024311297</id><published>2010-02-27T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T02:31:10.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Charlotte aka. FIRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S4jz3OZSu_I/AAAAAAAAAXs/uXqhw1tiKhA/s1600-h/pretty_woman_roberts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442868279759780850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S4jz3OZSu_I/AAAAAAAAAXs/uXqhw1tiKhA/s400/pretty_woman_roberts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us 'working girls' got to stick together innit?! LOL. Hey, whatever, 90s hooker is totally in right now. I don't mind being rescued by Richard Gere in a Lotus Espree (sp?) Seriously though, do hookers look this cute? Viv and Ki p look more like little street gang bitches to me.  They're adorable!!&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/5044428101657884466-4229663766024311297?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/4229663766024311297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-charlotte-aka-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4229663766024311297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4229663766024311297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-charlotte-aka-fire.html' title='For Charlotte aka. FIRE'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S4jz3OZSu_I/AAAAAAAAAXs/uXqhw1tiKhA/s72-c/pretty_woman_roberts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-607909563616380786</id><published>2010-02-25T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T13:55:18.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the Best Quotes from Wayne's World + My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S4bwaivV_aI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Xe5wzZvkkig/s1600-h/miumiu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442301538516467106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S4bwaivV_aI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Xe5wzZvkkig/s400/miumiu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miu Miu S/S 09&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She Will Be Mine, Oh Yes, She Will Be Mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-607909563616380786?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/607909563616380786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-of-best-quotes-from-waynes-world-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/607909563616380786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/607909563616380786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-of-best-quotes-from-waynes-world-my.html' title='One of the Best Quotes from Wayne&apos;s World + My Life'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S4bwaivV_aI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Xe5wzZvkkig/s72-c/miumiu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5360599017966147802</id><published>2010-02-05T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T17:29:50.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What To Drool Over at The Prada Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S2zDOsosUOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LTwW-bsMwR0/s1600-h/shoes7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434933507596767458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S2zDOsosUOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LTwW-bsMwR0/s400/shoes7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S2zDOfoq8wI/AAAAAAAAAW8/SZ67-EggDQg/s1600-h/shoes6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434933504107016962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S2zDOfoq8wI/AAAAAAAAAW8/SZ67-EggDQg/s400/shoes6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S2zDOMnnY5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/_oFoJBBwxd0/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434933499002315666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S2zDOMnnY5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/_oFoJBBwxd0/s400/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S2zDNyKbijI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mv5GGEw7wF0/s1600-h/shoes14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434933491900582450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S2zDNyKbijI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mv5GGEw7wF0/s400/shoes14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prada S/S 10 Clear Heels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to man handle a pair and leave my finger prints all over it so that the next woman who touches it knows who it belongs to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5044428101657884466-5360599017966147802?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5360599017966147802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-to-drool-over-at-prada-store.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5360599017966147802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5360599017966147802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-to-drool-over-at-prada-store.html' title='What To Drool Over at The Prada Store'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S2zDOsosUOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LTwW-bsMwR0/s72-c/shoes7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3086938586718022220</id><published>2010-01-22T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:28:23.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Believe in Love: Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S1oFYvwdB5I/AAAAAAAAAV4/IQg1gUOiQAQ/s1600-h/racheljon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429658223443249042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S1oFYvwdB5I/AAAAAAAAAV4/IQg1gUOiQAQ/s400/racheljon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachel Feinstein and John Currin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was reading the latest issue of Elle UK and came across an article about artist and Marc Jacobs muse Rachel Feinstein and how she met her husband of 15 years John Currin. It was one of the most romantic stories I'd ever read and I am absolutely loving the fact that they're still going strong after all that time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They met during one of Rachel's exhibitions where she dressed up as Sleeping Beauty and lived in a gingerbread house that was on view at a gallery. John Currin was already pretty famous at the time for his paintings of nude women and one of his friends went to see the exhibition and told him the girl in the gingerbread house looked just like the women in his paintings. He went to see it for himself and when 'sleeping beauty' woke from her slumber, she saw him and decided to walk up to him and kiss him. Two weeks later, he took her to Paris and asked her to marry him (She said no, and he made her wait another 2 years before he proposed again). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been thinking a lot about love. I think it's pretty obvious how important it is to me; so much so that I wanted to start a new blog called 'I Believe In Love', where I'd just put stories and pictures of anything and everything that inspired and helped others believe in the power and reality of it. For now, I will keep it on my own blog. Hope you start believing too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-3086938586718022220?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3086938586718022220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-believe-in-love-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3086938586718022220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3086938586718022220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-believe-in-love-part-i.html' title='I Believe in Love: Part I'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/S1oFYvwdB5I/AAAAAAAAAV4/IQg1gUOiQAQ/s72-c/racheljon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-1103004242116814622</id><published>2009-12-21T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:27:36.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect House Outfit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sy8-IJ-PT5I/AAAAAAAAAVw/DGKJj8d1Ra0/s1600-h/pictures+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417617186586840978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sy8-IJ-PT5I/AAAAAAAAAVw/DGKJj8d1Ra0/s400/pictures+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lately I have been repeatedly asked the same question over and over. 'Where do you work?' or 'Where are you going?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No where! I don't have a job. I wear what I wear on a daily basis!  At home, I would love to look like this.  It's similar to the other Linda evangelista picture I posted. Could be from the same shoot. The toweled up hair, full make-up, at home but still looking fantastic!!  Reminds me of &lt;em&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/em&gt; when Carrie wanted to be "Lovah-ready".  There's something so romantic about always looking your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-1103004242116814622?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/1103004242116814622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/12/perfect-house-outfit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1103004242116814622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1103004242116814622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/12/perfect-house-outfit.html' title='The Perfect House Outfit'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sy8-IJ-PT5I/AAAAAAAAAVw/DGKJj8d1Ra0/s72-c/pictures+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7470063279242582756</id><published>2009-12-19T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T03:24:07.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Romance That Let's You Breathe!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Syy3bzf9wXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/taJquFlK4Iw/s1600-h/inspiration2+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416906140128493938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Syy3bzf9wXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/taJquFlK4Iw/s400/inspiration2+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This wall is at the Anthropology store on Regent St. in London. I can't wait to have one of my very own! Fresh oxygen and gorgeous foliage. It's almost as good as finding a flowery meadow in California except it's vertical and in your home!! Yay!&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/5044428101657884466-7470063279242582756?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7470063279242582756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/12/healthy-romance-that-lets-you-breathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7470063279242582756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7470063279242582756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/12/healthy-romance-that-lets-you-breathe.html' title='Healthy Romance That Let&apos;s You Breathe!!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Syy3bzf9wXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/taJquFlK4Iw/s72-c/inspiration2+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3399258148328503590</id><published>2009-12-19T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T03:18:52.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Letters of Great Men Vol. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Syy1EvO7oyI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9j-MGTS6PzM/s1600-h/Love_Letters_of_Great_Men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416903544823063330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Syy1EvO7oyI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9j-MGTS6PzM/s400/Love_Letters_of_Great_Men.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Napoleon to Josephine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil. Sweet incomparable Josephine, what a strange effect you have on my heart! Are you angry? Do I see you looking sad? Are you worried? ... My soul aches with sorrow, and there can be no rest for your lover; but is there still more in store for me when, yielding to the profound feelings which overwhelm me, I draw from your lips, from your heart a love which consumes me with fire? Ah! it was last night that I fully realized how false an image of you your portrait gives!You are leaving at noon; I shall see you in three hours. Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Bonaparte &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/5044428101657884466-3399258148328503590?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3399258148328503590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-letters-of-great-men-vol-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3399258148328503590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3399258148328503590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-letters-of-great-men-vol-1.html' title='Love Letters of Great Men Vol. 1'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Syy1EvO7oyI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9j-MGTS6PzM/s72-c/Love_Letters_of_Great_Men.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7341687393072610553</id><published>2009-12-07T07:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T07:34:08.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Come True</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sx0gGe8gC4I/AAAAAAAAAVY/112-jXNCxK0/s1600-h/schiapirelli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412517622927330178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sx0gGe8gC4I/AAAAAAAAAVY/112-jXNCxK0/s400/schiapirelli.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What would I like to be in another life, if that could happen?&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/5044428101657884466-7341687393072610553?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7341687393072610553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/12/dream-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7341687393072610553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7341687393072610553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/12/dream-come-true.html' title='Dream Come True'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sx0gGe8gC4I/AAAAAAAAAVY/112-jXNCxK0/s72-c/schiapirelli.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7882756419769678242</id><published>2009-11-21T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T11:38:00.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Weitz I'm Going to Kill You!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SwhAAFO2zII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/1tiebDxVOW8/s1600/3327189235_a30e70e904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406641722806946946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SwhAAFO2zII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/1tiebDxVOW8/s400/3327189235_a30e70e904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe he took over directing the New Moon Saga. I'm not sure what Summit was thinking!! The Golden Compass, Chris Wietz's, Weitz's, whatever, 'LIKE I GIVE A SHIT,' last movie, was a total FAIL.  Why did they let him take over the Twilight Saga?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm sure most of the people who love Twilight have already seen New Moon. I'm not really here to spoil anything for anyone I'm mostly just ranting on how crappy a job he did.  I'm not going to lie, Twilight is cheesy, but Katherine Hardwick still did it successfully.  Chris Weitz directed the film from the point of view of a guy who laughs at the books and thinks oh God, how gay is this? This is proven by the fact that there's a preview of the 4th film (sort of), where Alice talks about how she's seen the vision of Bella as a vampire in the future...do you know how this was depicted?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edward is running in a forest, and from the right side of the shot, Bella comes running out of a bunch of trees in a floaty chiffon empire waist dress and flushed cheeks and joins him.  OK. Floaty Chiffon dress with flushed cheeks = vampire? SHUT UP!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can we fire him now? Should we start a petition to get him kicked off as director? Why did anyone think this was a good idea? It's a chick book. Why would you get some douche bag to take over this?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5044428101657884466-7882756419769678242?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7882756419769678242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/11/chris-weitz-im-going-to-kill-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7882756419769678242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7882756419769678242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/11/chris-weitz-im-going-to-kill-you.html' title='Chris Weitz I&apos;m Going to Kill You!!!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SwhAAFO2zII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/1tiebDxVOW8/s72-c/3327189235_a30e70e904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-6657771766633084894</id><published>2009-09-28T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T01:15:08.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY FOR ME! BECAUSE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SsHAs6dI3UI/AAAAAAAAAU4/k4v9EckzuAQ/s1600-h/bluebells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386798507150073154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SsHAs6dI3UI/AAAAAAAAAU4/k4v9EckzuAQ/s400/bluebells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. This is my 101th post! I've actually not gotten so incredibly bored that I've abandoned this website altogether. A few years ago, this website would have been neon pink and built with one of those aol geocity, computer illiterate website builders. The letters would have been turquoise LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I have had a disgusting couple of days because of my crazy neighbor. I am now accomplished and very important woman after filing civil harrassment order against her, restricting her crazy saggy titted (sorry for the profanity but she deserves every bit of it) racist S.O.B ass from ever coming near me and my family again. BITCH. A thousand curses to you. I would love to curse her worse than any roman has ever cursed another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Am making some sort of progress on summer project and have decided to reprogram unconscious brain to focus and still have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I am a believer in hope and the fact that I am a magical being, not of this human world and have been placed here on a celestial mission which I am partially sure has to do with creating beauty (good clothing, accessories, etc..etc...) which in turn generates happiness in its consumer which she/he passes on and so on and so on. I feel like a saint, no blasphemy intended. hehe. I just feel good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I am obsessed with Arcade Fire right now. "Wake Up" is my life!!! It makes me want to run through some flower infested woods!!! I'm such a free spirit LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-6657771766633084894?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/6657771766633084894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay-for-me-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6657771766633084894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6657771766633084894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay-for-me-because.html' title='YAY FOR ME! BECAUSE...'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SsHAs6dI3UI/AAAAAAAAAU4/k4v9EckzuAQ/s72-c/bluebells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-456112497543750411</id><published>2009-09-18T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:43:06.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Happens Sucks</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you don't realize how much you hate a movie until you sit down and write the review for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Happens&lt;br /&gt;PG-13 (maybe G? Who the fuck cares, they only kiss once in the entire film)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love happens or does it? If it were up to Jennifer Aniston and Aaron Eckhart to demonstrate this, it appears that it doesn’t. The film centers on the life of Burke Ryans (Aaron Eckhart), a self-help author whose expertise is overcoming the death of a loved one.  Unbeknownst to his fans is the fact that though he is able to teach them how to deal with their sadness, he is unable to deal with his own.  His knight in shining armor comes in the form of Eloise (Jennifer Aniston) whose presence forces him to come to terms with what he’s spent his life avoiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The trailer for the film basically explains the entire synopsis but the attitude of the film isn’t nearly as light-hearted as it would appear to be.  Love Happens is a depressing and poorly written film disguised as a romantic comedy.  Every moment of happiness is immediately foiled by the random surge of depression that just oozes from Burke Ryans.  Sure he has a great smile and is fantastic at being charming; perhaps his character is suppose to be that way but it surely isn’t pleasant to watch.  He mostly just comes off awkward when he’s not his public persona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even worse is the character of Eloise, pronounced E-loo-ise, whose quirkiness and free-spirited attitude is reflected in her physical surroundings but is absolutely unbelievable coming from Jennifer Aniston.  Of all the annoying ways the writers have tried to make her interesting, the most annoying is the fact that she uses a lavender marker to write obscure words behind paintings at the hotel she provides floral arrangements for.  Why she does this is never explained, it’s just written in to force an initial attraction to an otherwise boring woman.  Why Jennifer Aniston was chosen to play the part of a “free-spirit” is a complete mystery.  She is rigid and uptight despite the fact that she drives a live-action version of the mystery machine” from Scooby-Doo and does unpredictable things for Burke on their dates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;At this point, both the characters are boring, so maybe, just maybe they have a connection through their boringness.  Unfortunately, even that is missing.  Both Aniston and Eckhart get upstaged not only by their co-stars, Martin Sheen, Judy Greer, and Dan Fogler, they are also upstaged by a parrot.  Yes, a parrot.  It is the only part of the film where anything remotely happy happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Happens is actually only ten percent about the relationship between Burke and Eloise.  Its mostly just about Burke and his internal struggle with awkwardness and not being able to handle his own issues.  There is no love in love happens.  Watch this film if you love extremely slow movies with a predictable plot, boring characters, and non-stop backdrops of hotel rooms, it’ll be the only love that happens in the screening room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-456112497543750411?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/456112497543750411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-happens-sucks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/456112497543750411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/456112497543750411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-happens-sucks.html' title='Love Happens Sucks'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-9052906181206926210</id><published>2009-09-15T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:09:27.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I can't help but wonder"</title><content type='html'>Two of the designers from Louis Vuitton came to do a project with us early in the year. One of my research images included this picture of a Middle American bunny and I won't go into detail on what the rest of the research was about but basically I ended up with the idea for a woven sheer wire mesh with the LV monogram woven in, surrounded by a peeling colorful decaying leather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBtnbY_W7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/erfJuhXLAFo/s1600-h/owcjimenezredrabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381922078842641330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBtnbY_W7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/erfJuhXLAFo/s400/owcjimenezredrabbit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. research photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBvl_NJRuI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZX_OSfNcTSI/s1600-h/mylvprint2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381924253120153314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBvl_NJRuI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZX_OSfNcTSI/s400/mylvprint2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. my fabric sample illustration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBxHEO95iI/AAAAAAAAAUw/JcbfBkwpQDw/s1600-h/mylvbag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381925920917284386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBxHEO95iI/AAAAAAAAAUw/JcbfBkwpQDw/s400/mylvbag.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Sample Louis Vuitton Bag Sketch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBtoPdB5XI/AAAAAAAAAUg/YrZMq1QdRRk/s1600-h/rabbitstolen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381922092818228594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBtoPdB5XI/AAAAAAAAAUg/YrZMq1QdRRk/s400/rabbitstolen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4. Love Magazine Issue 2, Louis Vuitton Bunny Ears, woven tulle Louis Vuitton Monogram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, its really cute and a job well done and maybe they didn't do it consciously but the fact that the designers came and did a project with us, and this came out afterwards kind of makes me wonder.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-9052906181206926210?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/9052906181206926210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/9052906181206926210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/9052906181206926210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf.html' title='&quot;I can&apos;t help but wonder&quot;'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBtnbY_W7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/erfJuhXLAFo/s72-c/owcjimenezredrabbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3323658173528686879</id><published>2009-09-15T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:40:44.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Says You Don't Need Calculus In Day to Day Life?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBp1oy9k4I/AAAAAAAAAUA/aiVNOIA2O3U/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381917924912894850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBp1oy9k4I/AAAAAAAAAUA/aiVNOIA2O3U/s400/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v494/heidileung/?action=view&amp;amp;current=check.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope some nerd who took calculus at school but ended up with a shitty bank job where he/she does nothing but count bills or do simple arithmetic all day gets the task of solving this equation. LOL. What is this guy's name? It looks like it says Pony Mr. Well Pony Mr, I think I'm in love with you. You're brilliant. If you were my boyfriend, I'd make you write me equations to solve for fun and to earn my affection!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-3323658173528686879?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3323658173528686879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-says-you-dont-need-calculus-in-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3323658173528686879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3323658173528686879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-says-you-dont-need-calculus-in-day.html' title='Who Says You Don&apos;t Need Calculus In Day to Day Life?!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SrBp1oy9k4I/AAAAAAAAAUA/aiVNOIA2O3U/s72-c/check.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-6794454023238631943</id><published>2009-09-07T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:18:30.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Better Way to Demonstrate Family Bonds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqVFXlY5-qI/AAAAAAAAATo/J7E1HZ7V4cA/s1600-h/mkashley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378781601439808162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqVFXlY5-qI/AAAAAAAAATo/J7E1HZ7V4cA/s400/mkashley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than to wear matching accessories....particularly animal ears. These are extra good cause they look like someone drew them into the photo. Olsen Twins, I salute you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqXoVuJWMLI/AAAAAAAAATw/Eu4MfTccuGw/s1600-h/bunnies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378960789826056370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqXoVuJWMLI/AAAAAAAAATw/Eu4MfTccuGw/s400/bunnies.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bunny Sisters from a past life, pre-Olsen! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-6794454023238631943?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/6794454023238631943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-no-better-way-to-demonstrate.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6794454023238631943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6794454023238631943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-no-better-way-to-demonstrate.html' title='There&apos;s No Better Way to Demonstrate Family Bonds'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqVFXlY5-qI/AAAAAAAAATo/J7E1HZ7V4cA/s72-c/mkashley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-1192388259948344955</id><published>2009-09-06T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:23:20.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Versace A/W 1991</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqN_JEerDTI/AAAAAAAAATg/IThvvGz-nRA/s1600-h/versace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378282173808446770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqN_JEerDTI/AAAAAAAAATg/IThvvGz-nRA/s400/versace.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I totally want to be the baddest bitch on the block. LOL. B to the 3rd power!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-1192388259948344955?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/1192388259948344955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/versace-aw-1991.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1192388259948344955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1192388259948344955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/versace-aw-1991.html' title='Versace A/W 1991'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqN_JEerDTI/AAAAAAAAATg/IThvvGz-nRA/s72-c/versace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-8639013243648819831</id><published>2009-09-06T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:17:31.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prada A/W 1991</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqN93jqdFzI/AAAAAAAAATY/UJGldjuCGT0/s1600-h/prada.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378280773430089522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqN93jqdFzI/AAAAAAAAATY/UJGldjuCGT0/s400/prada.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mathilda (The Professional) grown up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-8639013243648819831?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/8639013243648819831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/prada-aw-1991.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8639013243648819831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8639013243648819831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/prada-aw-1991.html' title='Prada A/W 1991'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqN93jqdFzI/AAAAAAAAATY/UJGldjuCGT0/s72-c/prada.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3844121465536804957</id><published>2009-09-05T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:04:21.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want to do right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqINVVXK7tI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zT9eAOncpK0/s1600-h/Tartan_pg046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377875565196537554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqINVVXK7tI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zT9eAOncpK0/s400/Tartan_pg046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Romance some tartan in a beautiful room with a giant bed looking fabulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-3844121465536804957?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3844121465536804957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-i-want-to-do-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3844121465536804957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3844121465536804957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-i-want-to-do-right-now.html' title='All I want to do right now'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqINVVXK7tI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zT9eAOncpK0/s72-c/Tartan_pg046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-8147853305474974179</id><published>2009-09-04T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:02:05.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Element of Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqIL-lEuLxI/AAAAAAAAATI/y13CAJ56y4s/s1600-h/jilss09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377874074765504274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqIL-lEuLxI/AAAAAAAAATI/y13CAJ56y4s/s400/jilss09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jil Sander S/S 09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suzy Menkes mentioned that the problem with browsing fashion shows on the internet is that sometimes all the details are in the back and websites like style.com don't show you that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-8147853305474974179?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/8147853305474974179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-you-dont-get-to-see-on-stylecom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8147853305474974179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8147853305474974179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-you-dont-get-to-see-on-stylecom.html' title='The Element of Surprise'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SqIL-lEuLxI/AAAAAAAAATI/y13CAJ56y4s/s72-c/jilss09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-2424882455465180558</id><published>2009-09-01T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:38:27.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Neighbor Is Getting Cursed Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sp3yAdIko_I/AAAAAAAAATA/vQAg-FV38Cg/s1600-h/crazybitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376719619784745970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sp3yAdIko_I/AAAAAAAAATA/vQAg-FV38Cg/s400/crazybitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crazy bitch who lives next door flipped out today because she was cranky and feeling sick, probably because she's dying, and our dogs were supposedly barking and disturbing her rest. Well mom and I were out walking for exercise; we must maintain our slim and youthful physiques, and she ran over to furiously ring the doorbell that we weren't there to answer. My sister happens to come home at the time when this happens and she runs up to my sister and starts ramming her body into my sister's shoulder and screaming that my sister hit her. LOL. Then she proceeds to call the cops and say, "OMG she hit me! She's wearing high heels and blue jeans!!" Then she says, "You better watch out for your dogs!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I flipped out. I was ready to fuck a bitch up. We've already put a curse in place.  Its just like that show "Bewitched," with the crazy retired neighbor who has nothing better to do all day than to freak out and spy on people.  Yes, we are witches.  Too bad its modern day so she can't have us burned. Besides, as per Harry Potter, real witches can't really be burned anyway.  We mostly just work our cute magic and get away with everything. HEHE!&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/5044428101657884466-2424882455465180558?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/2424882455465180558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-neighbor-is-getting-cursed-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2424882455465180558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2424882455465180558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-neighbor-is-getting-cursed-tonight.html' title='My Neighbor Is Getting Cursed Tonight'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sp3yAdIko_I/AAAAAAAAATA/vQAg-FV38Cg/s72-c/crazybitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3418917757744019746</id><published>2009-08-29T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:20:46.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Live Lacroix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SpmNNCQdRVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/aFaiMke6AXw/s1600-h/cn00021032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375482885327111506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SpmNNCQdRVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/aFaiMke6AXw/s400/cn00021032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Peter Lindberg shot for Vogue of the Lacroix shirt is "so hot right now!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So sad to say, my ready to wear version looks like shit when compared to the couture version.&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/5044428101657884466-3418917757744019746?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3418917757744019746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-live-lacroix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3418917757744019746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3418917757744019746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-live-lacroix.html' title='Long Live Lacroix'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SpmNNCQdRVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/aFaiMke6AXw/s72-c/cn00021032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3913862438393890050</id><published>2009-08-26T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:02:56.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing is caring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SpYFDMDSm8I/AAAAAAAAASo/aFJ_RIm3j6U/s1600-h/grace7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374488757646040002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SpYFDMDSm8I/AAAAAAAAASo/aFJ_RIm3j6U/s400/grace7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SpYFC0WrWRI/AAAAAAAAASg/Lsnr8lVY54k/s1600-h/goudeLOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374488751284902162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SpYFC0WrWRI/AAAAAAAAASg/Lsnr8lVY54k/s400/goudeLOL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this while looking for Jean Paul Goude photos. He's brilliant! If you're going to copy something, do it right. That's all I'm sayin'.&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/5044428101657884466-3913862438393890050?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3913862438393890050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/sharing-is-caring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3913862438393890050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3913862438393890050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/sharing-is-caring.html' title='Sharing is caring'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SpYFDMDSm8I/AAAAAAAAASo/aFJ_RIm3j6U/s72-c/grace7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-6286401527226973529</id><published>2009-08-17T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:41:04.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch! Poor Anna Wintour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sol5ldxLwJI/AAAAAAAAASY/NCYEE5wNW-U/s1600-h/027_anna_wintour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370957715169067154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sol5ldxLwJI/AAAAAAAAASY/NCYEE5wNW-U/s400/027_anna_wintour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This NYPost article is really harsh. I've seen September Issue, she's not really that horrible. Maybe she has that disease where you can't control yourself and just blab out whatever you're thinking....sometimes she does it with her face instead of her words...LOL. You get the point.  Give her a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/08172009/entertainment/fashion/hazy_shade_of_wintour_185036.htm?page=0"&gt;http://www.nypost.com/seven/08172009/entertainment/fashion/hazy_shade_of_wintour_185036.htm?page=0&lt;/a&gt;&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/5044428101657884466-6286401527226973529?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/6286401527226973529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/ouch-poor-anna-wintour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6286401527226973529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6286401527226973529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/ouch-poor-anna-wintour.html' title='Ouch! Poor Anna Wintour'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sol5ldxLwJI/AAAAAAAAASY/NCYEE5wNW-U/s72-c/027_anna_wintour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5043942745843875008</id><published>2009-08-08T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T03:18:47.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Blog......</title><content type='html'>LOOKS LIKE HALLOWEEN!!! I wonder if I've suppressed my desire for it (since the celebration of it in London is not as huge) by manifesting it visually in cyberspace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-5043942745843875008?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5043942745843875008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5043942745843875008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5043942745843875008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-blog.html' title='This Blog......'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-2169916493358853813</id><published>2009-08-07T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:23:19.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Karma for Me!!</title><content type='html'>I am a true Gryffindor.  This is a proven fact now that I have done this deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today upon arriving home, I look on the floor to see a house centipede.  I will not attempt to post a picture of him as they are frightening to look upon and would ruin the beauty flow of this blog.  Anyway, I found a cup and put it over him and basically left him for dead knowing my mother would destroy him in the morning.  Then something happened to me.  As I went back to my room, I felt an undeniable guilt....I judged him for his ugliness and not for his actual harm factor.  So I decided I would do a good deed and set him free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think oh whatever, people do this all the time but I don't think you understand. Getting in that close proximity to a live centipede is horrifying.  Still, I did it....I was able to set him free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel fantastic!!! Then I got a letter from tarot.com about how the full moon is affecting karmic order. Coincidence? I think not.  I am righteous and brave. Gryffindor to the infinity power. PURE WIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-2169916493358853813?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/2169916493358853813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-karma-for-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2169916493358853813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2169916493358853813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-karma-for-me.html' title='Good Karma for Me!!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5476882792266711964</id><published>2009-08-04T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:37:37.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Coddington</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnknyFtVJjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/d4MKAbf3vEk/s1600-h/grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366364172467906098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnknyFtVJjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/d4MKAbf3vEk/s400/grace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wishlist gift: Grace Coddington Thirty Years of Fashion at Vogue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnknxwNP61I/AAAAAAAAASI/BoOCNaotsGU/s1600-h/fashion-graphics-2_1087273a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366364166696201042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnknxwNP61I/AAAAAAAAASI/BoOCNaotsGU/s400/fashion-graphics-2_1087273a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A page from her book Catwalk Cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnknxZ-stKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6xNKXHOtBBs/s1600-h/gracecod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366364160729592994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnknxZ-stKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6xNKXHOtBBs/s400/gracecod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vogue Age Issue Shoot Inspired by Herself. AMAZING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnknxgFP45I/AAAAAAAAASA/NFHSVjWk0r4/s1600-h/gracecod2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366364162367677330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnknxgFP45I/AAAAAAAAASA/NFHSVjWk0r4/s400/gracecod2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She seems to be one of the funniest and most talented women I've ever seen! Perhaps she's the new Diana Vreeland. A little bit nutty, and instead of an insane fondness for red, its for persian cats. I love that she has a book called "Catwalk Cats." Its too cute!!&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/5044428101657884466-5476882792266711964?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5476882792266711964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/grace-coddington.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5476882792266711964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5476882792266711964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/grace-coddington.html' title='Grace Coddington'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnknyFtVJjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/d4MKAbf3vEk/s72-c/grace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7086615815937717265</id><published>2009-08-01T02:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:33:58.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Newest Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnQLEan5NlI/AAAAAAAAARw/S5h-gDoTxJY/s1600-h/370575722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364925226599134802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnQLEan5NlI/AAAAAAAAARw/S5h-gDoTxJY/s400/370575722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What is it about clans that make everything so much more awesome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnQLEKpMclI/AAAAAAAAARo/YdHiAFnhH7w/s1600-h/370575712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364925222309622354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnQLEKpMclI/AAAAAAAAARo/YdHiAFnhH7w/s400/370575712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so happy to be close to a predator that my face turned into a pacman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnQLDyaUC_I/AAAAAAAAARg/cfCA9HUtZ0E/s1600-h/3757412904_299644eef6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364925215804754930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnQLDyaUC_I/AAAAAAAAARg/cfCA9HUtZ0E/s400/3757412904_299644eef6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even like kids but WOW, good picture. Its epic. Should be on a birthday card. Today, you are a man, now stop being a little bitch and hang out with some predators. YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THERE ARE NO WORDS TO EXPLAIN HOW COMPLETELY OUT OF MY FUCKING MIND I AM FOR PREDATORS. &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/5044428101657884466-7086615815937717265?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7086615815937717265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-newest-obsession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7086615815937717265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7086615815937717265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-newest-obsession.html' title='My Newest Obsession'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SnQLEan5NlI/AAAAAAAAARw/S5h-gDoTxJY/s72-c/370575722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5997519590754721999</id><published>2009-07-28T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T01:44:24.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RALPH LAUREN&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sm65k4LprcI/AAAAAAAAARY/zo5pK2rZEVs/s1600-h/hoar01_lauren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363428249452522946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sm65k4LprcI/AAAAAAAAARY/zo5pK2rZEVs/s400/hoar01_lauren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sm65kdNcK9I/AAAAAAAAARQ/HhWT-ZiHLro/s1600-h/hosl07_lauren_thumb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363428242212269010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sm65kdNcK9I/AAAAAAAAARQ/HhWT-ZiHLro/s400/hosl07_lauren_thumb1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sm65kA_G5DI/AAAAAAAAARI/vjvAKEFQMVc/s1600-h/ralphlauren.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363428234635961394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sm65kA_G5DI/AAAAAAAAARI/vjvAKEFQMVc/s400/ralphlauren.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is dedicated to Tomas Neville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5044428101657884466-5997519590754721999?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5997519590754721999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5997519590754721999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5997519590754721999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-life.html' title='The Good Life'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sm65k4LprcI/AAAAAAAAARY/zo5pK2rZEVs/s72-c/hoar01_lauren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5298774215654975619</id><published>2009-07-16T03:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T03:18:28.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Narcissa Malfoy = Daphne Guinness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sl79gD9kZvI/AAAAAAAAARA/TaLnpxf4pCs/s1600-h/narcisa-principemestizo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358999333878654706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sl79gD9kZvI/AAAAAAAAARA/TaLnpxf4pCs/s400/narcisa-principemestizo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sl79f3wQkxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/krWHhHiSYKE/s1600-h/DaphneGuinness2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358999330601603858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sl79f3wQkxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/krWHhHiSYKE/s400/DaphneGuinness2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish they would have just used Daphne instead, but perhaps she can't act. She is so amazing to look at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Harry Potter movie was a little bit crap actually. It lacked a lot of emotions...I didn't even cry when (SPOILER ALERT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dumbledore died!! That's ridiculous!! I'll be writing a review of it for my local paper and will post the link when I'm done if anyone cares to read my completely nerdy, Harry Potter obsessed, point of view.&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-5298774215654975619?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5298774215654975619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/narcissa-malfoy-daphne-guinness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5298774215654975619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5298774215654975619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/narcissa-malfoy-daphne-guinness.html' title='Narcissa Malfoy = Daphne Guinness'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sl79gD9kZvI/AAAAAAAAARA/TaLnpxf4pCs/s72-c/narcisa-principemestizo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5772821349261254958</id><published>2009-07-11T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:08:45.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Late Bitches, I'm Prancing Away!! LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sll-F5INqHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ulcCHZHOQ6E/s1600-h/lessylphides.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357451871433631858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sll-F5INqHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ulcCHZHOQ6E/s400/lessylphides.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ever have a crush on someone for a long while, then you decide to review it because its torturing you and realize that this person would never be able to give you the kind of romance, life, relationship, or love that even just one song, in my case, Chopin's Op. 64, could convey for me in the short amount of time that it plays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it takes is one picture of him with a random girl to know that its just not right. When a guy can make you feel insecure without even meaning to, you know he's not giving you enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to some classical and forget about him. There's so much more out there waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Fred (Chopin)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-5772821349261254958?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5772821349261254958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/somethings-just-need-to-be-gotten-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5772821349261254958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5772821349261254958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/somethings-just-need-to-be-gotten-over.html' title='Too Late Bitches, I&apos;m Prancing Away!! LOL'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sll-F5INqHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ulcCHZHOQ6E/s72-c/lessylphides.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-1054991441030056526</id><published>2009-07-06T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:59:32.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2.55 Romance in a handbag</title><content type='html'>Who knew the 2.55 was so romantic? A compartment for love letters?? That's amazingggg. Chanel thinks of everything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SlKOlEwb3PI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Aa7TnfsUC8Y/s1600-h/uschanelbeautyedsok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355499674480139506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SlKOlEwb3PI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Aa7TnfsUC8Y/s400/uschanelbeautyedsok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The 2.55 &lt;a title="chanel handbags" href="http://stylefrizz.com/200711/chanel-handbags/"&gt;handbag&lt;/a&gt; bears that particular name simply because it was originally issued in February 1955. Her features have all a piece of tale to tell. From the inside out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;• The lining - The lining’s brown color represents the color of the uniforms from the convent where she grew up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;• The inside compartment - there’s a zippered compartment at the inside of the front flap. That’s where Coco Chanel hid her love letters (from her lover at the time).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;• The backside - there’s a back outside flap on the handbag – that’s where Ms Chanel stashed extra money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;• The shoulder strap – as I said before, Coco Chanel grew up in an convent, at the orphanage. The caretakers hold the keys at their waist dangling from the same type of chains as the 2.55 shoulder strap chains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;• The front lock – the 2.55 front lock is different from the classic double CC logo. It’s logo is called “the Mademoiselle Lock” (because Ms Chanel was never married) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;source: stylefrizz.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-1054991441030056526?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/1054991441030056526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/255-romance-in-handbag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1054991441030056526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1054991441030056526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/255-romance-in-handbag.html' title='2.55 Romance in a handbag'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SlKOlEwb3PI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Aa7TnfsUC8Y/s72-c/uschanelbeautyedsok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-1046790009067835415</id><published>2009-07-06T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T13:22:01.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ex30DYwQlHU&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ex30DYwQlHU&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-1046790009067835415?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/1046790009067835415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/mj-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1046790009067835415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1046790009067835415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/mj-memories.html' title='MJ Memories'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3779687233953806081</id><published>2009-07-04T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:10:35.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT TO PET YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sk99nY77OzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7O83bBLOjsc/s1600-h/balmain1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354636597628975922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sk99nY77OzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7O83bBLOjsc/s400/balmain1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh the sleekness of your sensual leather and delicate dangling chains.  Look at your tiny waist and small armholes.  Those broad shoulders are powerful but still feminine. You're so irresistable. I'd like to take you out for Valentine's day and shower you with kisses. Imagine if you were mine. I'd treat you like a queen and wear you with the amazon.com three wolves shirt. Sexyyyyyyyyy...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-3779687233953806081?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3779687233953806081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-pet-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3779687233953806081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3779687233953806081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-pet-you.html' title='I WANT TO PET YOU'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sk99nY77OzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7O83bBLOjsc/s72-c/balmain1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-9210716508086241257</id><published>2009-07-04T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:29:02.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House and Garden + Christian Lacroix 1988</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sk8D0i-GX-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/HYP8ndocS2o/s1600-h/CN00098517_EXTR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354502683242160098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sk8D0i-GX-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/HYP8ndocS2o/s400/CN00098517_EXTR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arthur Elgort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An image that depicts a large part of what I'm all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-9210716508086241257?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/9210716508086241257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/house-and-garden-christian-lacroix-1988.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/9210716508086241257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/9210716508086241257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/house-and-garden-christian-lacroix-1988.html' title='House and Garden + Christian Lacroix 1988'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sk8D0i-GX-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/HYP8ndocS2o/s72-c/CN00098517_EXTR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-6033408679896801167</id><published>2009-07-03T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:11:15.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How My Friends Make Me Feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sk7H5GXsV_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VZ69rvhfgC0/s1600-h/shalomharlow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354436790766557170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sk7H5GXsV_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VZ69rvhfgC0/s400/shalomharlow.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-6033408679896801167?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/6033408679896801167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-my-friends-make-me-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6033408679896801167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6033408679896801167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-my-friends-make-me-feel.html' title='How My Friends Make Me Feel'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sk7H5GXsV_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VZ69rvhfgC0/s72-c/shalomharlow.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5106961905354677420</id><published>2009-06-26T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:58:32.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing a Birthday with Michael's Death</title><content type='html'>Its not necessarily a bad thing. We laughed; we mourned; we lip synced to 'Remember the Time'. Still, it was a damn good soiree. We love you Michael!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SkUxW8SppTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xBXV7aF1zFI/s1600-h/june09+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351738002410939698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SkUxW8SppTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xBXV7aF1zFI/s400/june09+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The spread. Pink peonies, chocolate cake, tuna tartare, tea sandwiches, pico de gallo (sp?) with scallops and assorted goodies, love. LOL &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351737996212462802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SkUxWlM0ZNI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1ESLkgNUmoE/s400/june09+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic asian lucky cat pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SkUxWS5vFnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/PWgB8LIlSJw/s1600-h/june09+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351737991300585074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SkUxWS5vFnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/PWgB8LIlSJw/s400/june09+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Girl and Boy. We won't age anymore now because Michael's death has stopped time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SkUxWHYuPDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NSAOjcb5610/s1600-h/bdaygroup!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351737988209327154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SkUxWHYuPDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NSAOjcb5610/s400/bdaygroup!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-timed Group photo. Self explanatory really. You can see how awesome we are. This is the future of fashion + a Hollywood starlet in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SkUxV0MYj_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/SPbdt5wYgtk/s1600-h/june09+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351737983057301490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SkUxV0MYj_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/SPbdt5wYgtk/s400/june09+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home girls, cousins, call us what you will. We're O.G and we will cut you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Special thanks to my BFF Veronica for making pretty sandos and helping plan the party, Shaun Samson for being my birthmate, and all the other BFFs who celebrated with us and made the night as f'ing amazing as it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S. I'll admit, my outfit could have been a hell of a lot better but I didn't have time to shop. So sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-5106961905354677420?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5106961905354677420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/sharing-birthday-with-michaels-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5106961905354677420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5106961905354677420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/sharing-birthday-with-michaels-death.html' title='Sharing a Birthday with Michael&apos;s Death'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SkUxW8SppTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xBXV7aF1zFI/s72-c/june09+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-787667229866170532</id><published>2009-06-21T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:36:35.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast at Chanel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6YbO8hEXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/VW-gGN4hk-c/s1600-h/chanelracket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349881000998539634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6YbO8hEXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/VW-gGN4hk-c/s400/chanelracket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing would it be if you were a pro-tennis player sponsored by Chanel?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6Yaxr9NHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/RFEpJUPhpJs/s1600-h/chanelphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349880993144452210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6Yaxr9NHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/RFEpJUPhpJs/s400/chanelphone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanel PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6YaiWPetI/AAAAAAAAAPI/FKpXOdWYp-A/s1600-h/SecretLabelFront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349880989026843346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6YaiWPetI/AAAAAAAAAPI/FKpXOdWYp-A/s400/SecretLabelFront.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you are so hot. I'd love to carry you around and smack people with you.  P.S. Yes that ugly writing on the bottom corner is mortifying, at least its a real bag. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6YaftiA5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Fb3_8Kzku2c/s1600-h/chanelbackpack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349880988319220626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6YaftiA5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Fb3_8Kzku2c/s400/chanelbackpack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh....backpacks...so much more comfortable than shoulder bags. Sometimes kind of stupid looking when you run, but it'd be ok with this baby. Its like Stephanie in Full House used to say when she touched Uncle Jesse, "ZZZZZZZ Ouch!! The man is hot!!" That's what I'd say if I touched this bad boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Breakfast at Tiffanys right now. I'd rather have Breakfast at Chanel so I decided to reward myself with a visual smorgasborg of Chanel goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-787667229866170532?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/787667229866170532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/breakfast-at-chanel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/787667229866170532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/787667229866170532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/breakfast-at-chanel.html' title='Breakfast at Chanel'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6YbO8hEXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/VW-gGN4hk-c/s72-c/chanelracket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-682216898753339417</id><published>2009-06-21T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:28:04.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I was over you but I was wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6XpXoBdHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/PSoMDm2GLWc/s1600-h/reissue_ankle_bag_red_patent_ad_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349880144335041650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6XpXoBdHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/PSoMDm2GLWc/s400/reissue_ankle_bag_red_patent_ad_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still totally have a crush on you you delightful little darling!! Can I have you for my birthday? &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/5044428101657884466-682216898753339417?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/682216898753339417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thought-i-was-over-you-but-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/682216898753339417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/682216898753339417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thought-i-was-over-you-but-i-was.html' title='I thought I was over you but I was wrong'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sj6XpXoBdHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/PSoMDm2GLWc/s72-c/reissue_ankle_bag_red_patent_ad_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7880318675610171838</id><published>2009-06-19T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:10:54.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So You Want Your Cake and You Want to Eat It Too</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sjwo0uCCpuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GEwm5Bc8TxQ/s1600-h/icing_cake_wideweb__470x321,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349195343584208610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sjwo0uCCpuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GEwm5Bc8TxQ/s400/icing_cake_wideweb__470x321,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to thinking about that phrase "You want your cake and you want to eat it too..." Who made this phrase up? You're an idiot. Why would you make that a bad thing? Why would I want cake if I didn't want to eat it? STUPID. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-7880318675610171838?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7880318675610171838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-you-want-your-cake-and-you-want-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7880318675610171838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7880318675610171838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-you-want-your-cake-and-you-want-to.html' title='So You Want Your Cake and You Want to Eat It Too'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sjwo0uCCpuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GEwm5Bc8TxQ/s72-c/icing_cake_wideweb__470x321,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-2814007093817009323</id><published>2009-06-18T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:24:40.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chanel Cookies by Ryan Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjraQI2qH3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/tvfLIbvtz5A/s1600-h/june09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348827478245384050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjraQI2qH3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/tvfLIbvtz5A/s400/june09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chanel Cookies by Ryan Strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chocolate Powder on Sugar Cookie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;120A Christmas Party 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you Tell I'm avoiding homework?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-2814007093817009323?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/2814007093817009323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/chanel-cookies-by-ryan-strong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2814007093817009323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2814007093817009323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/chanel-cookies-by-ryan-strong.html' title='Chanel Cookies by Ryan Strong'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjraQI2qH3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/tvfLIbvtz5A/s72-c/june09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7898221518930280852</id><published>2009-06-18T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:12:32.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration from Foundation Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjrWJPPRb1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/vr8lHmNpM7o/s1600-h/june09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348822961653641042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjrWJPPRb1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/vr8lHmNpM7o/s400/june09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thousand Fur in the Woods&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Pen and ink, A3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;CSM Foundation 2006&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/5044428101657884466-7898221518930280852?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7898221518930280852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/illustration-from-foundation-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7898221518930280852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7898221518930280852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/illustration-from-foundation-year.html' title='Illustration from Foundation Year'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjrWJPPRb1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/vr8lHmNpM7o/s72-c/june09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3085035737121269281</id><published>2009-06-18T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:02:45.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balenciaga and Miami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjrUpRHso9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/3YX_qKi8pXY/s1600-h/june09+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348821312891298770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjrUpRHso9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/3YX_qKi8pXY/s400/june09+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is an equation for how amazing this Balenciaga dress is, it should be where x=magnificent as x approaches infinity.  Out of this world!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-3085035737121269281?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3085035737121269281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/balenciaga-and-miami.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3085035737121269281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3085035737121269281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/balenciaga-and-miami.html' title='Balenciaga and Miami'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjrUpRHso9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/3YX_qKi8pXY/s72-c/june09+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-4396900331780725145</id><published>2009-06-13T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:18:07.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratuitous Bitch Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRdlOXVFiI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/U0npqVc58nk/s1600-h/n552027583_1964039_1860289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347001551688111650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRdlOXVFiI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/U0npqVc58nk/s400/n552027583_1964039_1860289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRdk4-rXTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/vr8-mnQnrDM/s1600-h/4735_88859392583_552027583_1980162_7682534_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347001545947569458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRdk4-rXTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/vr8-mnQnrDM/s400/4735_88859392583_552027583_1980162_7682534_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Practicing our DON'T faces.  Don't fuck with us, we will cut you.  I love my bitchessss! &lt;3&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-4396900331780725145?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/4396900331780725145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/gratuitous-bitch-shots.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4396900331780725145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4396900331780725145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/gratuitous-bitch-shots.html' title='Gratuitous Bitch Shots'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRdlOXVFiI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/U0npqVc58nk/s72-c/n552027583_1964039_1860289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-2699658033555197743</id><published>2009-06-13T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:15:28.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will TOTALLY rape you! So DON'T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRbwAXRvkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/x0uIRDi-1Sk/s1600-h/bape1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346999537885101634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRbwAXRvkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/x0uIRDi-1Sk/s400/bape1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know rape is no joke but these BAPE letterman jackets help me understand rapists. It's like seeing this irresistable thing you just have to have!! Normally,when I see a cute guy I'm just like ok whatever....but when they are cute AND they wear BAPE letterman jackets, I can't control myself. I totally want to tell them to meet me at 3 o'clock afterschool to get raped. (This is a reference from the film Welcome to the Dollhouse. WATCH IT.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Choice. Black with white sleeves from the Spring 09 line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-2699658033555197743?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/2699658033555197743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-will-totally-rape-you-so-dont.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2699658033555197743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2699658033555197743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-will-totally-rape-you-so-dont.html' title='I will TOTALLY rape you! So DON&apos;T'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRbwAXRvkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/x0uIRDi-1Sk/s72-c/bape1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-8310758614762864433</id><published>2009-06-13T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:05:57.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Keepin' It Real Goes Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRMfv3wRoI/AAAAAAAAANo/l5gE2QtG7xI/s1600-h/ghettolv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346982765905593986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRMfv3wRoI/AAAAAAAAANo/l5gE2QtG7xI/s400/ghettolv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the fakes are funner than the real thing. Does anyone know if Louis Vuitton ever actually produced this fanny pack/bum bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis Vuitton has gotten killed in recent years by the number of fakes and the crap people who wear it but I think I'm starting to like them again.  Maybe its cause we did a project with them at College but it could actually just be that my junior high ghetto self is taking over again.  Denim fanny packs?! YES, PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-8310758614762864433?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/8310758614762864433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-keepin-it-real-goes-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8310758614762864433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8310758614762864433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-keepin-it-real-goes-wrong.html' title='When Keepin&apos; It Real Goes Wrong'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjRMfv3wRoI/AAAAAAAAANo/l5gE2QtG7xI/s72-c/ghettolv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7257779946002824737</id><published>2009-06-10T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:52:56.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Believe in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/6eWJnywDBH0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=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-nocookie.com/v/6eWJnywDBH0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen Kelis! Hope you find a guy who deserves you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-7257779946002824737?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7257779946002824737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-believe-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7257779946002824737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7257779946002824737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-believe-in-love.html' title='Just Believe in Love'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7302001347350983504</id><published>2009-06-10T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:54:47.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew WMD's could be so beautiful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjAADhP7EjI/AAAAAAAAANg/tSp4ZPX_d3M/s1600-h/chriskpreco10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345772818153542194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjAADhP7EjI/AAAAAAAAANg/tSp4ZPX_d3M/s400/chriskpreco10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjAADrINSiI/AAAAAAAAANY/SLxuD7bcE0s/s1600-h/chriskaneprecollection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345772820805536290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjAADrINSiI/AAAAAAAAANY/SLxuD7bcE0s/s400/chriskaneprecollection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe if Kim Jeong Ill tried to pitch the positives of Weapons of Mass Destructions: the colorful tuffs of fungal shaped clouds that result as the bomb disintegrates millions of lives, the world would not hate him so much.  Although Team America's depiction of him as a loveable puppet that looks like my dad already made me hate him a little less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christopher Kane's resort '10 collection.  What I would give for the biker jacket.  Although, the Jeremy Scott Keith Haring biker jacket would be equally fantastic. &lt;3&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-7302001347350983504?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7302001347350983504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-knew-wmds-could-be-so-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7302001347350983504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7302001347350983504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-knew-wmds-could-be-so-beautiful.html' title='Who knew WMD&apos;s could be so beautiful?'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SjAADhP7EjI/AAAAAAAAANg/tSp4ZPX_d3M/s72-c/chriskpreco10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-4594542376220927600</id><published>2009-06-06T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T17:12:30.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Many Answers to An Old Question</title><content type='html'>Susie and I love trying to figure out what you'd have to eat in one sitting to die of a heart attack. Here is one of many possible answers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specimen A: Corn on the cob wrapped in hickory bacon with two hot dogs and two Colby-Jack cheese sticks wrapped in ground beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SisFNn1QQ4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Z9d3nTG1mE4/s1600-h/gross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344371114394010498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SisFNn1QQ4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Z9d3nTG1mE4/s400/gross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This answer is courtesy of a disgustingly fun website called www.thisiswhyyourefat.com.  Go check it out and see the horrific concoctions that you should probably try and eat before you die.  I think when I'm 85 and ready to go, I'll just take a roadtrip and eat as many disgusting things as I can for fun. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-4594542376220927600?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/4594542376220927600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-of-many-answers-to-old-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4594542376220927600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4594542376220927600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-of-many-answers-to-old-question.html' title='One of Many Answers to An Old Question'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SisFNn1QQ4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Z9d3nTG1mE4/s72-c/gross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-8870645339176544286</id><published>2009-06-02T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:24:11.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Vida Loca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SiXCfRNnAHI/AAAAAAAAANI/xGFPsg1ZMLs/s1600-h/mama-mi-vida-loca-winter-2008-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342890375397179506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SiXCfRNnAHI/AAAAAAAAANI/xGFPsg1ZMLs/s400/mama-mi-vida-loca-winter-2008-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cholas Do Make-Up Right. I would know, mi mehore amiga es Mexicana (My bestfriend is Mexican)!&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/5044428101657884466-8870645339176544286?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/8870645339176544286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/mi-vida-loca.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8870645339176544286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/8870645339176544286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/mi-vida-loca.html' title='Mi Vida Loca'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SiXCfRNnAHI/AAAAAAAAANI/xGFPsg1ZMLs/s72-c/mama-mi-vida-loca-winter-2008-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3938067066795665640</id><published>2009-06-02T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:26:54.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weiner's quote about Weiners</title><content type='html'>Today my sister (code name:Weiner) sent me an e-mail that made me LOL IRL (in real life).  It included the quote "I wish I hadn't judged him by his small weiner....I really don't even care about weiners." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS DO TALK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, a big "weiner" can also translate to you being a big dick, dickhead that is.  Some guys just are.  Seriously, I don't care about your size; don't tell me about it; don't talk to me about it; don't ask me to measure it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things called divine equations/proportions in this world.  I have a theory that the size of the penis can be directly proportional to what a dipshit a guy can be because one dumbass told them it was ok to act like one if he could make it up in size. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to my sister! "I really don't even care about weiners" either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-3938067066795665640?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3938067066795665640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/weiners-quote-about-weiners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3938067066795665640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3938067066795665640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/weiners-quote-about-weiners.html' title='Weiner&apos;s quote about Weiners'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-2528019069444095971</id><published>2009-06-02T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:12:18.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Larita Whittaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SiWrpfso3XI/AAAAAAAAANA/l5bUbq_WtJo/s1600-h/jessica-biel-easy-virtue-ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342865262316674418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SiWrpfso3XI/AAAAAAAAANA/l5bUbq_WtJo/s400/jessica-biel-easy-virtue-ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many blogs ago, I believe I said something about my sister and her hardcore ass-kicking skills; as it stands, it is no secret that I adore strong women, both literally and figuratively. Afterall, like attracts like! I've been surrounded by them all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Larita Whittaker from the novel/film Easy Virtue. Animal lover, race car/motorcycle driver, whitty, and elegant, most of all a woman who knows what love is. This blog will be nice and short, but I will warn you there's a slight spoiler if you haven't seen this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best quotes I've heard in a while, "Oh John my darling, you don't know what love is. You've no idea what it feels like to love someone so much that you'd do anything for them....even inject them with poison because they were too feeble to do it themselves." In reaction to being told not to leave after being accused of murdering her first husband (who had cancer), by her new husband and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to convey the power of this quote without watching the film and how the line is delivered but it was amazing. It reconfirms my determination to not want to settle for anyone who doesn't understand what it takes to make a woman feel loved and want to love them back, so much so that they'd do anything for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention she's dressed beautifully? One of the jackets looks like the Stella McCartney S/S 09 collection jackets. Aside from that, the usual 20s-30s stripey blouse, high waisted wide leg pant, riding clothes, gowns, still really pleasant to look at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-2528019069444095971?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/2528019069444095971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-larita-whittaker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2528019069444095971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2528019069444095971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-larita-whittaker.html' title='I love Larita Whittaker'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SiWrpfso3XI/AAAAAAAAANA/l5bUbq_WtJo/s72-c/jessica-biel-easy-virtue-ben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-6529676308071849233</id><published>2009-05-29T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:31:46.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this necessary?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SiCMFUItH5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/gXTyboZBa1M/s1600-h/werewolflol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341423180993863570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SiCMFUItH5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/gXTyboZBa1M/s400/werewolflol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This has to be either the most ridiculous or most awesome werewolf depiction I've ever seen.  IT HAS EYEBALLS ON ITS KNUCKLES.  It also has tattoos, cartilage piercings, and is so bad ass that it makes trees bleed.&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/5044428101657884466-6529676308071849233?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/6529676308071849233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-this-necessary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6529676308071849233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6529676308071849233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-this-necessary.html' title='Is this necessary?'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SiCMFUItH5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/gXTyboZBa1M/s72-c/werewolflol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-1020056442370289574</id><published>2009-05-28T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:37:25.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn me for being stupid in 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sh8ds4_Jm-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/fns2f5m9m-g/s1600-h/June2005.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341020340133403618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sh8ds4_Jm-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/fns2f5m9m-g/s400/June2005.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it has to do with the fact that I totally crush on boys who wear Bape or BBC from head to toe, or it could be Charlotte and I's dorky crushes on Nigo and Pharrell...but I am desperately searching for this issue so I can sleep with it under my pillow and have sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging from the bold declarations on the cover, this issue is the perfect representation of everything currently in my life. Icons, hip hop, *BLING BLING!*, Pharrell and Nigo, Tokyo (summer trip for nails, Bape Cafe, hot guys, food, and fun with my girls!), Karl Lagerfeld/Chanel, TAKESHI KANESHIRO and Chiaki Kuriyama aka. Go Go from Kill Bill because every girl should know how to swing a spiked ball and chain and do karate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I have a chance, I'm going to the CSM library to look it up and see if its worthy of my drooling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-1020056442370289574?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/1020056442370289574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/damn-me-for-being-stupid-in-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1020056442370289574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1020056442370289574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/damn-me-for-being-stupid-in-2005.html' title='Damn me for being stupid in 2005'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sh8ds4_Jm-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/fns2f5m9m-g/s72-c/June2005.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-2834957316608932605</id><published>2009-05-28T15:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:09:38.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just So I Never Forget This Existed</title><content type='html'>If you haven't already heard...the famous amazon.com wolf shirt review. I love it too much to let it fade into oblivion in a few months so I have to archive it here. For my viewing pleasure and yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sh8LSaa6S4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/Bou49nJYYjg/s1600-h/3wolves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341000094042442626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sh8LSaa6S4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/Bou49nJYYjg/s400/3wolves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 8,407 of 8,476 people found the following review helpful:&lt;br /&gt;Dual Function Design, November 10, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By &lt;a onmouseover="if (jQuery.CustomerPopover) jQuery.CustomerPopover.bind(this);" href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/pdp/profile/AH53HOCCN5CLF/ref=cm_cr_rdp_pdp" name="AH53HOCCN5CLFPyp0"&gt;B. Govern "Bee-Dot-Govern"&lt;/a&gt;This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that's when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to 'howl at the moon' from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called mehth. I told them no, because they didn't have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn't settle for the first thing that comes to him. I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the 'guns'), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-2834957316608932605?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/2834957316608932605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-so-i-never-forget-this-existed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2834957316608932605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2834957316608932605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-so-i-never-forget-this-existed.html' title='Just So I Never Forget This Existed'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sh8LSaa6S4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/Bou49nJYYjg/s72-c/3wolves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-1529454311585475458</id><published>2009-05-24T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:05:56.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Sunday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShmC9AOk4mI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/R1DY2QZLmjE/s1600-h/piershoot+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339442817769202274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShmC9AOk4mI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/R1DY2QZLmjE/s400/piershoot+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my bestfriend, Takoyaki.I see her every Sunday.  She's the most photogenic person I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShmC8rbJy7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/9myLdJ9Z6KM/s1600-h/piershoot+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339442812184808370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShmC8rbJy7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/9myLdJ9Z6KM/s400/piershoot+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Teddy Gilliam and Shaun Samson. There will be blogs on them later because I love them so much. Shaun just showed his BA menswear graduation collection for St. Martins. Will try to get photos for you all later even though it appears only 4 people follow this blog LOL LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you're wondering, the hat is Stephen Jones for Marc Jacobs. &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/5044428101657884466-1529454311585475458?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/1529454311585475458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1529454311585475458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1529454311585475458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-sunday.html' title='Oh Sunday....'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShmC9AOk4mI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/R1DY2QZLmjE/s72-c/piershoot+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-7665038466384398385</id><published>2009-05-23T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:07:02.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisa Marie Fernandez, You Sexy Bitch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShiN3IdmtEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tXLncg-i3Ms/s1600-h/lisamariefernandez2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339173336551699522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShiN3IdmtEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tXLncg-i3Ms/s400/lisamariefernandez2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the most perfect swim suits in existence. They are simple, sporty, and will flatten the hell out of your boobs, leaving you with amazing sports cleavage, ie. small, rounded, perky, slightly pushed together with a bit of a muscular undertone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I will admit, I'm not really a beach person nor do I get much of a chance to swim, I would want to wear just the top so I can look like a Miami Beach Chola; a little bit of fake mole, super cute bandana, hoop earrings and I'm set!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The original version I saw was white with black side panels, super sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. If you need extra convincing as to why they are amazing, they are made of neopreneeeeeeee! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&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/5044428101657884466-7665038466384398385?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/7665038466384398385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/lisa-marie-fernandez-you-sexy-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7665038466384398385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/7665038466384398385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/lisa-marie-fernandez-you-sexy-bitch.html' title='Lisa Marie Fernandez, You Sexy Bitch!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShiN3IdmtEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tXLncg-i3Ms/s72-c/lisamariefernandez2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-2825587989185463405</id><published>2009-05-19T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:38:10.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pharell Williams Do You Fit The Bill?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShNPRZeydWI/AAAAAAAAALo/MmmgE95Sh-c/s1600-h/pharell-williams-skateboarding-roll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337697143680562530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShNPRZeydWI/AAAAAAAAALo/MmmgE95Sh-c/s400/pharell-williams-skateboarding-roll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is Pharell Williams my dream guy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He skateboards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He dresses well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's creative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously my real dream guy list is longer than this, approximately 4 pages long...and there are still more qualities I discover that I want everyday. When you're perfect, its what you gotta do to seperate the diamonds from the cubiczirconias. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I need a new look and I am feeling a little bit ghetto fab!!! As Marlon Wayans once taught Cindy in Scary Movie 2, "Y'ALL MEAN?!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-2825587989185463405?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/2825587989185463405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/pharell-williams-do-you-fit-bill.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2825587989185463405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2825587989185463405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/pharell-williams-do-you-fit-bill.html' title='Pharell Williams Do You Fit The Bill?'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/ShNPRZeydWI/AAAAAAAAALo/MmmgE95Sh-c/s72-c/pharell-williams-skateboarding-roll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-2376915298514199346</id><published>2009-05-16T10:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:54:06.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Mother of Christ!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sg78j85tqsI/AAAAAAAAALg/WuPbJL5-sLs/s1600-h/vman14_summer_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336480303054432962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sg78j85tqsI/AAAAAAAAALg/WuPbJL5-sLs/s400/vman14_summer_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had a massive heart attack.  Joseph Gordon-Levitt is on the cover of the new Vman Summer 2009 issue.  I love him so much it hurts to look at him and believe it or not, this cover has saved my life. Well, sort of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I get a little heart achey over certain boys, I won't say who, and my usual unicorn-like aura gets a little dull.  It makes my friends worry, which I don't like.....so now I propose this solution.  Anytime I get sad, all I need to do is get a new picture of JGL.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of the personal blips in my life for now, this new issue of Vman also has an article with Ashley Olsen and what she does with The Row.  They're going to be launching their first menswear line.  EXCITINGGGGG!!!!  I can't wait to get my hands on it!! It'll incapacitate my heart for a few hours so I can stop thinking about crushes since my biggest crush ever is right on the cover!! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-2376915298514199346?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/2376915298514199346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/holy-mother-of-christ.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2376915298514199346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/2376915298514199346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/holy-mother-of-christ.html' title='Holy Mother of Christ!!!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sg78j85tqsI/AAAAAAAAALg/WuPbJL5-sLs/s72-c/vman14_summer_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3828554963012465880</id><published>2009-05-06T08:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:12:47.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Your Boyfriend's Personality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SgGosS_6KhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_Ny4ELTvORg/s1600-h/bluesweatshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332728912750979602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SgGosS_6KhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_Ny4ELTvORg/s400/bluesweatshirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's probably because his star sign sucks. Why don't we make them give birth to themselves again at the right time so they can be more compatible with your sign. For example, I'm a Cancer, I'd like my next boyfriend to be a Scorpio. I'd ask that if the next guy isn't a Scorpio, to be reborn around Oct 22-Nov. 22.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what you need to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Gather a large party as witness to his rebirth ( a little like a Baptism)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Get a large sweatshirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Make them squeeze their whole body out of the neckhole while everyone cheers him on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voila! Born again!!! LOL!!!!!!!!!! &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/5044428101657884466-3828554963012465880?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3828554963012465880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/hate-your-boyfriends-personality.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3828554963012465880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3828554963012465880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/hate-your-boyfriends-personality.html' title='Hate Your Boyfriend&apos;s Personality?'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SgGosS_6KhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_Ny4ELTvORg/s72-c/bluesweatshirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-966008188453844301</id><published>2009-05-04T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:14:38.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK FUCK THIS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf-QTYD17kI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ih2cSlpCUPI/s1600-h/Nas_and_Kelis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332139146380439106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf-QTYD17kI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ih2cSlpCUPI/s400/Nas_and_Kelis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SERIOUSLY? Coinciding with what I've been going through?? I'm soooo over it. Nas and Kelis, are filing for divorce...she's 7 months pregnant...obviously, he's a cheater. FUCK HIM. Kelis is so much cuter than that fat bastard. I will say this to you cheating bastards out there, all of you regret what you do afterwards. Those are some good women you are messing with....and as the asians say in Pineapple Express, "Prepare to suck the cock of Karma!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rarely that vulgar but man this pissed me off so badly. Look at him being all gross and looking like an imbecile. FUCK YOU NAS, you cheating S.O.B. Kelis is too much woman for you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is why I will never have a baby.  I'd hate to be tied down to someone.  If my man cheats on me, I will be the first one to walk off, preferably in Christian Louboutin for Rodarte spiked heels because they'd add to the drama and make you look ultra hot.  Also, if you trip in them, maybe your next Knight in Shining Armor, or a prince, will rescue you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-966008188453844301?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/966008188453844301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-fuck-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/966008188453844301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/966008188453844301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-fuck-this.html' title='OK FUCK THIS!!'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf-QTYD17kI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ih2cSlpCUPI/s72-c/Nas_and_Kelis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-4095881940342457106</id><published>2009-05-03T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:11:11.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't think I can illustrate just how much I love crosses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't stop thinking about Crosses. Here is the most perfect cross in the whole world. It reminds me of my Lacroix shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5an3NR8tI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PxLBPMolpgU/s1600-h/perfection.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331798649734296274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5an3NR8tI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PxLBPMolpgU/s400/perfection.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5bhqPiYSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ps36_0KtmnY/s1600-h/2568_74161146293_613216293_2709431_5807880_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331799642686513442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5bhqPiYSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ps36_0KtmnY/s400/2568_74161146293_613216293_2709431_5807880_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these bad boys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5cErDCu1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/qyg2UfMCk9s/s1600-h/chanel_denim_boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331800244197964626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5cErDCu1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/qyg2UfMCk9s/s400/chanel_denim_boots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see it that well but there's a cross on the heel.  Its so delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of these objects were alive, I'd tell it to sit its sexy ass down. I can't handle that much sexy!!!!!!!!&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/5044428101657884466-4095881940342457106?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/4095881940342457106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-think-i-can-illustrate-just-how.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4095881940342457106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4095881940342457106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-think-i-can-illustrate-just-how.html' title='I don&apos;t think I can illustrate just how much I love crosses'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5an3NR8tI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PxLBPMolpgU/s72-c/perfection.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-5111981316493705767</id><published>2009-05-03T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:59:46.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not really the marrying kind but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5YH-dSlcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_zzgYuMtFpE/s1600-h/OMG!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331795902901425602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5YH-dSlcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_zzgYuMtFpE/s400/OMG!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5YHssQrvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ptvyiqHQst4/s1600-h/41MG8AFCGYL__SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331795898132377330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5YHssQrvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ptvyiqHQst4/s400/41MG8AFCGYL__SS400_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal.  I'm not that fond of the idea of marriage. It scares me just a little but I'll let you all in on a little secret.  I'm pretty sure not many guys like to read this blog, afterall, the immense amount of Tween boy crush blogs is likely to scare them away so I feel pretty safe revealing one of my main 'just say yes,' marriage terms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engagement ring.  Custom made Chanel fine jewelry....but this ready-to-wear jewelry version is the epitome of YES.  My obsession with crosses combined with my love of Chanel? Its perfection.  I would buy it for myself for my birthday, but Chanel jewelry comes only in standard 7.5, which is a little bit too big, and I can't find it anymore.  So until I get with a guy who understands jewelry and me, and either finds it for me, has it resized, or gets it custom made for me, I will be waiting with baited breath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanel Cross Ring......&lt;em&gt;I. Love. You. &lt;/em&gt;(whisper)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-5111981316493705767?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/5111981316493705767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-not-really-marrying-kind-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5111981316493705767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/5111981316493705767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-not-really-marrying-kind-but.html' title='I&apos;m not really the marrying kind but...'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/Sf5YH-dSlcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_zzgYuMtFpE/s72-c/OMG!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-197751411399658313</id><published>2009-04-30T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:21:26.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Supermarket Effect</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd write to inform everyone of a world wide epidemic that takes place.  I haven't heard it from anyone else before so I am going to claim that I coined this term "supermarket effect."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supermarket effect (n.)-The effect in which a mediocre looking person becomes supremely good looking for lack of better specimens in immediate area, when you are at the supermarket and there are no cute guys/girls so you become infatuated with the average looking one and follow him around the aisles to see if he is in fact as cute as you think.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, once you exit the supermarket and go to places where there are more cute guys/girls, you usually stop caring about that person...whereas, in the supermarket, if they reject you, it will hurt your feelings.  What happens when you are perpetually stuck in the supermarket??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE PHRASE. TOTALLY FUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an example, I will use a celebrity because it is easier to search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SfoGyIFYbJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IojXweowcgg/s1600-h/awalktoremember.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SfoGyIFYbJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IojXweowcgg/s400/awalktoremember.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330580567179685010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill. Ok. We all love a Walk to Remember, but watching that movie is like being in the supermarket.  There is no one else that is cute, so you have to settle for thinking Shane West is hot because there is no fun in watching a chick flick love story with an ugly male lead....I guess he's not THAT ugly...but he's certainly not cute, at least not to me.  Then that movie ends...and you're like aww he's so sweet....but then after a day, you remember that guys like this exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Gordon-Levitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SfoHzcGDrpI/AAAAAAAAAI4/yZMG-gib1fI/s1600-h/josephsoulmate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SfoHzcGDrpI/AAAAAAAAAI4/yZMG-gib1fI/s400/josephsoulmate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330581689242726034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden, the world seems like a brighter place.  So I say to you girls, this applies to real life too, don't ever let one single guy make you fall into a pit of despair...he's probably just Shane West, and why would anyone go for Shane when they can go for Joseph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-197751411399658313?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/197751411399658313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/04/supermarket-effect.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/197751411399658313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/197751411399658313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/04/supermarket-effect.html' title='The Supermarket Effect'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SfoGyIFYbJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IojXweowcgg/s72-c/awalktoremember.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-6278109853363173041</id><published>2009-04-12T18:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:21:51.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Kind of Movie Dream Girl</title><content type='html'>Is the retarded pretty girl, no contest.  Megan Fox? Whateverrrrr.  Boring.  I love Anna Faris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZ4fQlZ3Frg&amp;hl=zh_TW&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/oZ4fQlZ3Frg&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-6278109853363173041?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/6278109853363173041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-kind-of-movie-dream-girl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6278109853363173041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/6278109853363173041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-kind-of-movie-dream-girl.html' title='The Best Kind of Movie Dream Girl'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-1670794639723953757</id><published>2009-04-07T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:14:44.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon Werewolves vs. Twilight Werewolves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdwjmSSZvWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PVHMqmm2JPk/s1600-h/wolves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322168000296107362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdwjmSSZvWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PVHMqmm2JPk/s400/wolves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdwjmAUTEEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/edplPBFVNkQ/s1600-h/wolvesnewmoon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167995472220226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdwjmAUTEEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/edplPBFVNkQ/s400/wolvesnewmoon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The La Push Werewolves have been recasted for New Moon!! They are hot but a little too hot maybe? The first two were really cute, skaters, which makes them even hotter. I'm not sure what to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little info about the new wolves according to Life &amp;amp; Style magazine makes them seem even hotter.  Alex, the one on the far left studied martial arts for 12 years and is a professional dancer (does this mean he's gay? because that one is hot), Bronson, the guy on the lower right hand corner plays football (whatever, I don't care about that), not sure who the hell Tyson is but apparently he's a skateboarder (super hot, I need to see what he looks like).  Believe it or not, they are all actually of Native American descent which I'm glad they stuck to.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Native American guys...oh so dreamy. Maybe that should be part of my new boyfriend requirement LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-1670794639723953757?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/1670794639723953757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-moon-werewolves-vs-twilight.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1670794639723953757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/1670794639723953757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-moon-werewolves-vs-twilight.html' title='New Moon Werewolves vs. Twilight Werewolves'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdwjmSSZvWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PVHMqmm2JPk/s72-c/wolves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-4558870092637498555</id><published>2009-03-31T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:35:04.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley Olsen's Intro</title><content type='html'>Ashley Olsen wrote an intro in her and M.K's book Influence.  I thought I'd share it for people who don't own the book.  Its always how I've felt about life except I didn't get a job at 6 months old...anyway, you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hardwork has never been something someone taught me or something I picked up from someone else.  Maybe it's a by-product of landing my first job at six months old, but I've never believed that there were boundaries or limits to anything I set my mind to.  For the first time in my life, I'm in complete control of my destiny.  Like everything you put out there for the universe to see, it all comes back to you.  I'm finding out that taking my life to the next level is all about discovery.  Being aware of the world around you requires you to pay attention to everyone and everything.  But in order to stay grounded, you have to stay true to yourself.  Diane Von Furstenburg once told me, 'You have to be your best friend.' I believe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of us is in this game alone.  With each project I begin, I'm reminded of the importance of listening, of appreciating and taking advantage of all the creative, dynamic, and wonderfully bizarre people in my life.  And like any good listener, I know its my duty to share this wealth of influence with others.  Whether it's my family, my friends, a novel I've read a hundred times over, or my favorite painting, I'm really just the sum of many different parts.  Ultimately, that's what this book is all about.  I've been inspired, surprised, supported, and yes, influenced by every person I've talked to in this book.  Their stories, bodies of work, and lives are like open vaults of creativity for me....Whenever life feels like a dreary place, these individuals know how to make the most out of any situation.  I turn to the people on t hese pages, in one way or another, to keep me afloat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book you are holding in your hands is comprised of conversations my sister and I have had with artists, designers, photographers, writers, and personalities who come from different backgrounds, industries, age groups, and points of view.  Risk takers in their own special way, they share a common belief that the world should never be a boring place.  To put it bluntly, they have guts.  I dont' want the dialogue to stop at the end of each interview.  It's my hope each one will remain a constantly evolving conversation that will continue to influence every project that I do-and perhaps by reading, you will be similarly affected by these interviews too.  I believe part of the process of figuring yourself out is a way of connecting the dots between the fabulous and influential people around us all, like some sort of hidden constellation-you only have to know where to look." - Ashley Olsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good reminder of how important your friends are and I'm so very lucky to have the people I do in my life.  You guys know who you are.  You are my inspiration, I love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5044428101657884466-4558870092637498555?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/4558870092637498555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/03/ashley-olsens-intro.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4558870092637498555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/4558870092637498555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/03/ashley-olsens-intro.html' title='Ashley Olsen&apos;s Intro'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5044428101657884466.post-3390072398320614236</id><published>2009-03-31T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:20:47.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampiric from Head to Toe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdKy-GB1c9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/X3L4vORb-Dc/s1600-h/nails!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319510889717920722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdKy-GB1c9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/X3L4vORb-Dc/s400/nails!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdKy-tMsMcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4h1eE7kRkB8/s1600-h/nailsclose2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319510900232434114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdKy-tMsMcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4h1eE7kRkB8/s400/nailsclose2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdKy-UcNkUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OtKX-mHOWww/s1600-h/nailclose1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319510893586649410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdKy-UcNkUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OtKX-mHOWww/s400/nailclose1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This includes Nails. Ta-Da!!! Gothic Vampire Nail Art!!! OMG, how bad do you want the gold crosses on your dainty witch fingers? I know I'd love to slap the hell out of someone with some bitchin' nails on. Drool to your hearts desire. It'd be even better with some dangling chains. Maybe I should make a show called Pimp My Nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5044428101657884466-3390072398320614236?l=daisyneville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/feeds/3390072398320614236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/03/vampiric-from-head-to-toe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3390072398320614236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5044428101657884466/posts/default/3390072398320614236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyneville.blogspot.com/2009/03/vampiric-from-head-to-toe.html' title='Vampiric from Head to Toe'/><author><name>DaisyNeville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453253698313932206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SU4CgMlEikI/AAAAAAAAABY/2is9hDYnaNc/S220/chanel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04FeH2zn7HE/SdKy-GB1c9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/X3L4vORb-Dc/s72-c/nails!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
