tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70154230169294251012024-02-20T20:02:16.945-08:00Floral, Paisley, Ribbons & LaceElisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-20527605428418188742009-05-30T16:38:00.001-07:002009-05-30T16:52:23.575-07:00Here's a post for youAnonymous:<br /><br /><em>wow, another hiatus?? o can't believe that your blog is still so populat with all the infrequent posting and large beaks. you can't be that busy to not make a 1 line post saying you'll be on hiatus. jesus. </em><br /><br />Okay. I understand that I'm not a very frequent blogger. I get that. As much as I love blogging, as much as I love receiving your supportive comments (minus this one), as much as I love hearing that I've inspired someone, there's something called lack of time. And I realize that there are bloggers out there who are busy (busier than I am, I recognize) and manage to post daily. More than daily, even. But, these are people who give more into their blogs. I wish I had that sort of dedication, but I never (even when starting) expressed any sort of goal to have a huge blog, or to update it all the time. The only commitment I made for this blog to myself was that if I had time, and if I had that motivation, I would post. Maybe not regularly, but I do try, so let's not make assumptions.<br /><br />I don't beg for comments, so I'm sorry that you think that my blog has undeserved popularity. I comment on other blogs when I have time. I ask for popularity only if I feel I deserve it. Prior to my last post, I didn't comment on as many blogs as I could have, or should have, because I knew that I would receive comments and more hits on my blog, which I knew I wouldn't deserve because I post so infrequently.<br /><br />So, I don't post all the time because of lack of time, and because it's not a priority to me as it is to others. I still dress up. I still like to experiment. I still sew. and I DEFINITELY still view my favourite blogs (please see side panel).<br /><br />I'm sorry to disappoint, and I'm sorry to be on "another hiatus" but, quite frankly, it would be a little more civil of you, anonymous commentor, to at least commend me for the posts I have done, for the benefit of readers like you, and not to badger me. Can I infer that you are the same person who left equally irratating comments on my last blog?<br /><br />I'm glad for the support, and I'm glad to know that there are those who enjoy my blog, but we're all people. We all feel like crap sometimes. I'm sorry if my absense has made you feel less than pleased, but your comment wasn't exactly the highlight of my day.<br /><br />I hope I'll be able to post more in the future (I would like to post during the summer especially), but please don't wait on me. When I have the time, I'll definitely comment on all the blogs of those who have supported my own for so long.<br /><br />Thanks a bunch, and I hope you can understand where all this is coming from!<br /><br />(Sorry to the anonymous commentor for sounding spiteful, but I just felt like I owed an explanation that ended up sounding a bit rude....Sorry also for exceeding one line)<br /><br />Thank you for those who continue with your blogs, I enjoy so many of them immensely!<br /><br />Yours truly.<br /><br />P.S.<br /><br />WHERE'S ANA OF SILVER WINGS? IT KILLS ME.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-58132662927102272242009-05-01T19:47:00.000-07:002009-05-02T15:31:32.383-07:00he's the attractive kind of ugly<div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books;<br />Or surely you'll grow double:<br />Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks;<br />Why all this toil and trouble?<br /><br />The sun above the mountain's head,<br />A freshening lustre mellow<br />Through all the long green fields has spread,<br />His first sweet evening yellow.<br /><br />Books! 'tis a dull and endless strife:<br />Come, hear the woodland linnet,<br />How sweet his music! on my life,<br />There's more of wisdom in it.<br /><br />And hark! how blithe the throstle sings!<br />He, too, is no mean preacher:<br />Come forth into the light of things,<br />Let Nature be your teacher.<br /><br />She has a world of ready wealth,<br />Our minds and hearts to bless--<br />Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health,<br />Truth breathed by cheerfulness.<br /><br />One impulse from a vernal wood<br />May teach you more of man,<br />Of moral evil and of good,<br />Than all the sages can.<br /><br />Sweet is the lore which Nature brings;<br />Our meddling intellect<br />Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:--<br />We murder to dissect.<br /><br />Enough of Science and of Art;<br />Close up those barren leaves;<br />Come forth, and bring with you a heart<br />That watches and receives.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em><strong>The Tables Turned - William Wordsworth.</strong> </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Analyzing poetry is so calming...</div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center">On an off-topic, You know those people who are attractive in that really ugly way? Confuses me too. </div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/047.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 979px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 653px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/047.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/044.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 809px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 634px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/044.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/046.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 964px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 870px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/046.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/043.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 687px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 653px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/043.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/042.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 979px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 653px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/042.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/weardrobecollage.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 504px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/weardrobecollage.jpg" border="0" /></a>THANKS TO SUZ AND RICH AT WEARDROBE. To check out the winning entry, go <a href="http://www.weardrobe.com/goodies/contest29diy">here<br /></a><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/facecollage.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 493px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/facecollage.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Have a great week guys! </div></div></div></div></div></div>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-58961567021683057942009-04-18T09:51:00.000-07:002009-04-18T10:14:49.509-07:00All The Way Down....<div align="center">My Favourite Things...</div><br /><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/023.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/023.jpg" border="0" /></a> 1) Pokemon pajamas. No explanation necessary.<br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/022-1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/022-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/021.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/021.jpg" border="0" /></a> 2) Pride and Prejudice OST. and my iPoodle.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/017.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/017.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />3) Shoes from my mother's youth. The day when these become unwearable, I will hide under a rock and never come out.<br /><br /><div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 568px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/020.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/014-1.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/013-1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/013-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />4) My jacket. Oh my sweet, spring jacket. How I was longing to wear you all throughout the dreadful winter months! This is now my fallback outfit. So comfy, so beautiful.<br /></div><div><div><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/011-2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/011-2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/007-3.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/007-3.jpg" border="0" /></a> <img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/010-2.jpg" border="0" /> <div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/006-1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/006-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />5) Being stupid with my sister. </div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-84185500290304036442009-04-06T18:51:00.000-07:002009-04-06T19:03:59.683-07:00I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud...<div><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/010-1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/010-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/008-2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/008-2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/006.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/007-2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/007-2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/004-2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/001-3.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/001-3.jpg" border="0" /></a> <img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 461px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/001-4.jpg" border="0" /><br />5 Things that make me happier than Mondays...</div><br /><div align="center">1) FRIENDS. (the people....and the show) </div><div align="center">2) Poetry. William Wordsworth = OMG!%^&#$</div><div align="center">3)Reading. In general. I haven't read a good book in a while, and I feel so lost. </div><div align="center">4) When people who don't normally talk, talk. It's the most exciting thing. It makes me shit my pants. </div><div align="center">5) Classical Music. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Scratch that - everything makes me happier than Mondays. </div><div align="center"> </div><div>PS (2 things)</div><div> </div><div>1) <span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;">I am going to start comiling a links list, please let me know if you would like to swap links!</span> I haven't done so yet out of sheer laziness.<span style="font-size:78%;"> (But I'm really trying to be a decent blogger!)</span></div><div> </div><div>2) There is a school dance coming up. Yes, that <em>does</em> mean a bunch of sweaty teenagers in Hollister dancing to crappy music, BUT, it is also an opportunity to look like me in a crowd of depression. SO, look forward to some good sewing in the next couple of posts. I am excitedddddddd. </div><div> </div><div>I have a great Easter post planned, THAT IS IF IT IS NOT SNOWING BY THIS WEEKEND (YES, SNOW IN APRIL), so stay tuned :) </div><div> </div><div>If not before then though, have an AMAZING EASTER! (and recognize its <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#330033;"><em>importance</em></span>!)</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com251tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-75797056643489121292009-03-25T12:57:00.000-07:002009-03-25T13:22:52.072-07:00Big Cheeks, No Smile<img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1023px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/012-1.jpg" border="0" /><br /> <img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/008-1.jpg" border="0" /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1018px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/001-2.jpg" border="0" /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 940px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/002-1.jpg" border="0" /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1023px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 921px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/003-1.jpg" border="0" /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 734px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 979px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/005.jpg" border="0" /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 734px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 979px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/007-1.jpg" border="0" /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 768px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1023px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/013.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/011-1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1023px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/011-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/009-1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1023px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/009-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/010.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1023px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/004-1.jpg" border="0" /> <div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Skirt: <em>self made</em>, Shoes: <em>Payless</em>, Jacket: <em>Korea</em>, Black shirt, Black tights, Assorted bracelets.</div><div><br />Things to learn from the past 10 days:<br /><br />1) Adam Lambert touched himself too much last Tuesday.</div><div>2) Knowing had one of the worst endings I've ever seen. Ever. Creepy whisper people were scary. </div><div>3) One boy actually called dress-down days at school "Elisa (last name) day" Erm...?</div><div>4) Weardrobe accounts are laughably easy to make. I made one for the sake of entering the polka-dot contest - opportune timing. Fingers crossed? </div><div>5) Big skirts make for big conversation at school. </div><div> </div><div></div><div><span style="color:#993399;">BY THE WAY</span>,</div><div> </div><div>from the last post, I wanted to pass for 13 so I could get a cheaper ticket! Just to clear things up...I'm 14, by the way. :) </div><div> </div><div></div><div>I had lots and lots of fun making this skirt! It just keeps getting easier, and so much more fun each time. I broke 3 needles in the process on the machine because it was so thick. Whoops. </div><div></div><div>Have a good week!</div><div> </div><div></div><div><span style="color:#993399;">BY THE WAY # 2</span>, </div><div> </div><div>I get some questions in comments, and I'm not entirely sure where or when to answer them, so if you'd like some questions answered in a Q&A post, please post some! </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;">LOVE</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;">LOVE</span> <span style="color:#6600cc;">LOVE</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;">LOVE</span> <span style="color:#6600cc;">LOVE</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;">LOVE</span> <span style="color:#6600cc;">LOVE </span><span style="color:#3333ff;">LOVE</span> <span style="color:#6600cc;">LOVE</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;">LOVE</span> <span style="color:#6600cc;">LOVE</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;">LOVE</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-32086333883313383292009-03-14T08:56:00.000-07:002009-03-16T08:23:43.483-07:00umm...1993?<a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/001-1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 678px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 734px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/001-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 468px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/009.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/004.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 652px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 734px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/008.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 828px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 734px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/003.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 979px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 734px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/002.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 674px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 734px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/002.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>Skirt: handmade, Shoes: Aldo, Lace cardigan: hand-me-down, Necklace: H&M</em><br /><br />Note: </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>When trying to pass for a 13 year old at a movie theatre,</div><br /><br /><div>a) don't wear heels</div><br /><br /><div>b) don't wear lace</div><br /><br /><div>c) when asked for ID don't look at him like you're crazy</div><br /><br /><div>d) when asked for your birthday, do NOT say 1993 </div><br /><br /><div>e) just don't try to pass for a 13 year old at a movie theatre.<br /></div><br /><div>Also, I need better jewelrey. I've decided that I can make clothes, and need only spend money on accessories...and apparently adult movie tickets. </div><div> </div><div></div><div>P.S. </div><div>THANK YOU FOR THE BLOGGERS THAT AWARDED ME WITH AWARDS. I HAVE TO GO FIND THEM NOW. </div><div></div><div>OKAY. BYE.</div><div></div><div><333333333333</div></div></div></div></div>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-34162915903897755722009-03-08T10:30:00.000-07:002009-03-08T13:59:51.350-07:00HARRY POTTER, HARRY POTTER, HARRY POTTER.<div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/012.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/014.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/011.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />HARRY POTTER HALF BLOOD PRINCE, OH HOW YOU KILL ME. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://ca.movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809791044/video/12342139">http://ca.movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809791044/video/12342139</a> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://ca.movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809791044/video/12342139">http://ca.movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809791044/video/12342139</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://ca.movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809791044/video/12342139">http://ca.movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809791044/video/12342139</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://ca.movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809791044/video/12342139">http://ca.movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809791044/video/12342139</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://ca.movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809791044/video/12342139">http://ca.movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809791044/video/12342139</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>WATCH IT. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>BE THERE. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>ANTICIPATION: 131 DAYS....<br /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/001.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><br /><div></div></div></div>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-57434069056115797752009-02-20T14:14:00.001-08:002009-02-22T19:41:43.025-08:00Your Hands Are ColdSORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY for lack of posting. I went to New York last weekend and did not get a chance to do a Valentines Day post and the week was horribly busy.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Also, people at school may start to find out about this blog, which is generally alright with me...it's the same thing as wearing clothes to school basically. It was just a little upsetting to find out <em>how</em> they found out. (Note: <span style="color:#ff0000;">It also did not help that my last post featured a picture of me being the most "child molester-esque" that I (or anyone else) could possibly be</span>). In any case, I will survive. </div><div> </div><div>Here are some of my favourites from New York!<br /></div><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzn1DSnjOzvFMMy9NaecDgjf9kfBsmSmsNlAvazuz7106bMW4awywIuQCqRuxxE_YLhDnFw6H2isxucy4sYBA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="left">Haha, my sister and I in the Lincoln Tunnel. We were quite inspired by that creeper scene in Charlie in the Chocolate Factory...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305009671103141426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWxy8cUXI4cpGDDR3MXdxVdDEwtn8SU5EbLO16rpUB9mGZPk6UOz_U_KbFqucZM3_DKXzcHyrB_lpoVeYgOVFYRNVI6UICmxO-FTS-3Kgj9wf98w2d3eWEc-7crpuRdOwm6ZzYF2hHhVgR/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305009686043433362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFPkGGqzPwgRntGmcXhGWoYUa-AuHMyeRSYzR4X5-ZfY_UfuA5JlX6Qmi9XfOLsV9GEliWxk_hUf84SPo0f71VSr8bCpz83qpsJoRkDH0EN4hp6qosfO7ACNQjmE-A1HizZU7oTjxOsj-R/s400/073.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305009681855238338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjke7cY6sqaoN4-pCfdtycelVj5ojZPLuKxMzACwjmV7pHF7m0XEPD8tCpPM4S12fpRnIR9tgwxRBhzP5dIWXkuzUgkoKA8Kqusbeu6TLxVzqeC-2e8ZG6Q02ZZ0qY4f8yXUjRsUMmwItz9/s400/072.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305009675065875058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOv82hunws2b-0Gpknwyp0DTGRwm3-QhqQYEYlHkRm99jk17BtuxgC4N9A484eNksgCntHVWNPxdpAHdJmmz176aWpPncbOBHpYHC1sWNeZe2diOTibp6TToDNHX5GRwbeToqJ3wExz5ED/s400/067.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305009678114475730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIZ60A3uk8j6YZCgjqoduLL10nyqQtdmzlSXmatTxAxmtI_YbxzOFX2eBLKkDpNBBLRhAa6Si3xzdw4zySfVw7Z8OORGuGvN4TY-VmD1VdM33QgF3b2V_z4Hm5H3UT7Sm3XvgCBWg-bAWL/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305433828278666066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkgPDR51tIUlRrji7S4QoY-jPKVm_8GFiJT0IJYI8-Wf-GGze_ZAMIx0C0sFlfiUIxIOnG6l1M0OlXail0hmpkWucMqQ9SYeuBspNh70nchGzIDY8AfJFmCGFAzPLrJrc7i4iFFmbcGaOz/s400/172.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305433831304120066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHY4EiSxXHh_ve-b2pFoOhkqjppqCDJMOMm2MuGYCQwSCk84QWe9TNSnD-ckilI_H5yvGo0GctGr6UNM07jUX6EoGaeDGFI7ZIYyFNwYuEZQHNDyrjbT3-G-KxCNSBulODe4LdCzVQQsWh/s400/109.JPG" border="0" />And to make up for the Valentine's day post (which Ana and Ella did SO INCREDIBLY WELL AND I AM THEREFORE SO UPSET THAT I COULDN'T DO ONE TOO)...:</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305433832262962802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYrRF8F8NCiQLQaZX6qpMUa-fv4wdmAlZw8f9d7SWskMjbTctxdqpuOxWMZc2fgscVwHh3d-Fka4ypkFbQ_Anr4nj3Of9Rw3ObHCXuTUQX2uA4EGBk1573N-Kx6bvcqFl7Gk3C6U67-8qF/s400/168.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305433833016532738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRfluK6YhajJYOgqBZZ2U3AqoslwGNrltV09FlrMDYQ2TwIQ7_4lHlgh17lcNYp4jHJ0vEC4sEsQQifdyjUe6QAV3ZCqY6zdMX3_GR4qFQBW-4efW7tq9K7oV17JSbhABQozwY-GRSmq1h/s400/169.JPG" border="0" />And finally, there were these tiny tiny tiny (half the length of your knuckle to tip of finger) animals made of class at the Corning Museum of Glass. $4. Also "a waste of $4" apparently.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305433836484625682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7YhbcShYkYdEEGU-ASxu-Sj4tuCprhqQ3SVSBGIPol-RWsnxYMbaPzC6s1oYFsIDDrViV-JFZ5lAVuow2XV0W6bRIDjiD7Q3XQDZhp6ADRdU7M5PhuK56i-RSIit1la1dTp7Eac6IolF5/s400/213.JPG" border="0" /> <p>Today was a great day. </p></div></div></div></div>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-72239686377435474982009-02-08T16:26:00.000-08:002009-02-08T16:41:00.435-08:00OH my golly gumdrops....<a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/022.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 608px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/022.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/024.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 505px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 612px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/flowersandlace/024.jpg" border="0" /></a> 10 things to learn this week: </div><div> </div><div>1) Push was amazing. </div><div>2) Slumdog Millionaire was amazing to the 5th power. </div><div>3) MixedEthnicities kid from <a href="http://meetthefreak0001.blogspot.com/2008/08/mixed-ethnicitiesswoooooon.html">here </a> is not actually mixed. He is FULL Italian. It came as a major, life-changing shock. ***note: still equally swoon-worthy.</div><div>4) I learned how to make pictures bigger (via photobucket)<br />5) Bangs, though distracting, are bombbbbb. I love them; have not had them blunt for a while. Well, since <a href="http://meetthefreak0001.blogspot.com/2008/05/come-together1-and-1-and-1-is-3.html">here</a>, actually...</div><div>6) Bangs also make friendly-intended photos look morbid. My apologies.<br />7) The worst of friends will wrestle you for $3.50 in an aisle at Chapters. The same friends will also come with you to a life-changing (this time LITERALLY life-changing) Church youth group meeting. </div><div>8) Frye boots are surprisingly durable. And gorgeous. </div><div>9) Homemade prosciutto is incredible. </div><div>10) 90% of my recommended daily sodium intake came from a cup noodle. Dear Lord. </div>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-80309155041992207002009-02-06T17:34:00.001-08:002009-02-06T17:37:21.392-08:00Einsteinium<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299863036126539442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHcSxOhQ624NEPX-9Vs_9stu8FQNG4Jd2bfLn5Muz0UpJHA4ASKLBT3wDD3qXoCTS9wpIQIARPZghKfT99FDasJ-vjseNz0lxkbmOWvyuiNlX6evQPDdRfsVbHeY7ka_rjeWBOwBns3vX/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /></div><p align="center">-I keep getting tangled up in lies-</p><p align="left">Fact: you get the best post titles off of the Periodic Table.</p>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-78860903785517739302009-01-29T09:11:00.000-08:002009-01-29T10:39:02.275-08:00Adventures in SolitudeThank you all for such encouraging comments, but I'm sorry I didn't make myself clear! I certainly did not mean to imply that I took the negative comments so badly, only that I'd forgotten how often they'd come around! Some people that are normally decent towards me (in school uniform) completely ignored me or acted somewhat uncivil. Admittedly, that part hurt. But other than that, "constructive criticism" is only constructive if you see it that way, right?<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div>All through this week I kept feeling nothing but the longing to be alone. Of course it was at these exact times when I was in the mood of not wanting to talk to anyone that my best friends would call or ask to eat lunch together. Thankfully, they kept pissing me off because then I certainly wouldn't know who my true friends are; who wants to hang out with someone as pissy as me?<br /></div><div>So, I realized that a good day with my friends was all that I needed to get me back to my chatty, friendly (though they would most definitely disagree) self!<br /></div><br /><div>I must warn you now that the pictures you are about to see are incredible in so many ways and made me feel happy in the first time in forever. Maybe it was because we did this "shoot" right after our last exam?<br /></div><br /><div>I pray that you see some wonder in these pictures... </div><div> </div><div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"><strong>INTRODUCEEEENG:</strong></span> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296778048734218754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-LhBciAq4uCkSt9OfD3TRCX3oyeYkDrkMAPUQQU_KiEAQFbvdF5Y4p4UF5DaA_R4C2pFBEcHXKPDO_OpS8cMrRtCr15ZqFB7TcTZT54hUdK6sd-7X0PxhNq51AN1oosDFfcIU7XOvRlTL/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#663366;">Kassia, Tara, Elisa</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#663366;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">Kassia looks like she shit her pants. But, you know, whatever.</span></div><div align="center"></div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296774045409381666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYLliFkJETHPTJN9VUQ_g1LAtsu2KmWZ4hZpR7MW8vSxbjO3QQ9XikDTnGtsBTohFbMa2bYwNFiR6G0TolQay3UNrtkvo5kkAah20QUrnhd1VZXQIHv5SY_h7Vpc-b7PbZGIqUfCb4Mb32/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296776646406503058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVsydshIza0jMXYmoea-ZuTA8SGWvI9ijABzrwcmeiNZ0pK4_I57DLFIo6KI2nDBYC5wZtcLjIcIOBixg4HxkfkYZVf_OFm3LkEIFl0K97R4_4Q-cAK_bKKVAuWX_smhcy6j5_BhYfyj0B/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296776651434950914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqA0WJYlUuPxhGmZZYwhslfhyphenhyphengczVCUkUxKgKNKi-4BgOsE5GUIMMHHAre9-YObX27Z-TOYuY_fGG2dwSdDIjHs9PGcUrA7wAXBjcedHAQW7wTUVviayJCaFFzryJrGHijAuLdOoGwc0cR/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296776656094684690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8L0vUyRvZAZlDKUGBogegyugjLbcTAIPzIooYsJbPvhEgDhX0Z-8oa4vjDW2Q6qr1SmirjqIvTMD6w8mkRwuEgQhKrj0p_j30zICF7ny0n6Xy_w5GnxDFHULR4XdTY5QRyubVaogvvfiu/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296776664438128706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDZ3nWd3i__4LqVAssS65vztFNe8DTvV6E-R61d4J1SitTxgy-ttYrWz8FCYuTbPqex1AhUl4w4S_CjbZQ9ovcnz-Qg5oqOh21UzAj6shF9GztLLMp31PRyrwlsRk2gfbIu6FUI0aUeCE/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296779374498090578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD6-1SX3Nam-48hM3rMsVu5utyr8lE0tY7Pjeo7ZNsbZfYNsAjLJsoqSkf1aUfpYRRKFCCQEUwTES-C3njZdU0DOSl0NAKHBiRfaJz8omuCQ8vPP_qSU99nVST5Lpnxg5vzku56B3Cy9Xr/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296779383763940578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnEDSnXXlfO6yPj0TfxZhw3pWwBfQ02Hi1KaIFEsIVxEen9EcEylrhCAqnxbk9uE5DRj8hdsgDtRuWC1YJGgEJPmNAVxS8BO9d8_myzpNuH3JH1TVfoVPBTiySEE0hmpyJvQ8wLjPTp4KP/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780045344692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOnnhRnLgEytISy3yjVCwNdqu0Mj2ab166ml35di9XKT-etuX5AmyVnXymGRjEQTdvCx_8lhveAmJDw3tsM0h4Dbnx4LA4a-VETI1JHEYO1Qi42W3xcdID3PYywt7VKnjOybWkqNCycSDc/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780060419143074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVSxe056ZsYWe3hEY-eFWBC3_rUSpcCUdqF_Xkk2EDMIkoh2L0aNPLLXUb5l2c9fdsiWyG51l3vCQSHFvqf6Qw6flYurQ5mb8r6EcudaDHEGEx90ROYjrl2QOUizKjhM1U7adI-9j87vkm/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780053778318338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbFgJJ1Xh-frC1FWpRYMCk2gIQlFfR5ndXI1FoOJ5xnEVYFJwb_C7EGb1wCMsYn8H2u6IqnARGTMnT9tyU7mXIcCTP93rVWGBIL27444rNpa8fsnv8tAw2-iQgvrutnnP0B1F55oKqU7l-/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">I don't even <em>know </em>why they insisted on this picture. It looks like Kassia is a crippled dog and Tara is going to consume her...??! </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296779390303629186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-gNX31tfxyu7-SYY71UM2kspbAMROfiv0a9_x-QsoRZN0w1-Isum83ILlv3E9c2fpb2qJGFKYoBz2HB4X_2T3MN4dAei-h49Lj85ohAykI9FRDdTl5GLNlW7XBCjcOZkETVAT7ng_PPfy/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296779392411849810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRlQoxxgOBy_JWImYNrbvtq6vCeO4sAvENw9p_skzCCgOmcu87yR7w0lAg_FYRy1Ji-R9MY3ZwO1DIu3Cvgsg-slsAfa_pauLyd8k0e5nDU262n2wyeBtSGrea6N4FMIxxqRtw9-dd-o_I/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780452452493922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjliOdmcwquvllqEuDfhF-uADQM2kOJ6fAkS1cSOzCAaT4U_tlbY1RsyqQsL9VRLMybBhb4G4wQh14ExTdF9OUp57ARVpGxgDI9rzA1Ningdf9OBlnif6vdynyVd3Ik-sCpoxuSvBDwih6D/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780463042898930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKD7S9tbqW86IvT1T1T8h7JQ2_BqVaEGBa3qU1Ys8_GnIJwipELCOlMVhicDQrnet-wXs7ZT8ySa26cjY-tQ6b4dOO_A7BHHqCfDadgcceOE5AYoCYP3fCNoRl81lxelsrLne_fvBdolPQ/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780453272555154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJnGWexGLASyXfiMS-gg_B1Ka-gyqnmzlEl-9ZkHQAdR-1Pz92BatTIqabiEH8tUtSXKySb5oPounNRtQSCEl9GR_RKRDR19atNmluxwqbriG3FxTYOARhanHcZMVSUTsYrDLIyj3ky6Hh/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296778052613098466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg20R4sDoYqjRRXUM95Ix5orDGC-Y7gbyw5odzfQNcz2nd-2zeIET8I6wIKtGgWD4L26O8j____bNrOlsk9U7pIcPsLeP-M8onkcD3fe-6CgsTRSS7uMF7qNiPbXUAhIbmLk1ns660AWph9/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /> </p><p align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;">VELL LADIES, ZAT VAZ FUN. VEE DO AGAIN SOMETIMES, YES? </span></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as we did! My friends are way too gorgeous and way too willing to model for me :) </span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">HAVE AN AMAZING WEEK!!!!! <33333</span></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#993399;">p.s. </span></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">When Ana named her camera, I realized that I had not yet done so! His name is Pedro. Pictures will come later. </span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;">LOVE <span style="color:#000000;">LOVE</span> LOVE <span style="color:#000000;">LOVE </span>LOVE <span style="color:#000000;">LOVE</span> LOVE <span style="color:#000000;">LOVE</span> LOVE <span style="color:#000000;">LOVE </span>LOVE</span></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#993399;">p.p.s.</span> </span></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">Any questions about the clothes in this post; feel free to ask! </span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">LOVE</span> LOVE <span style="color:#3366ff;">LOVE</span> LOVE <span style="color:#3366ff;">LOVE</span> LOVE <span style="color:#3366ff;">LOVE </span>LOVE <span style="color:#3366ff;">LOVE</span> LOVE <span style="color:#3366ff;">LOVE</span></p>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com43tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-42609207536685280532009-01-22T13:01:00.000-08:002009-01-29T10:39:23.346-08:00What could entice you to be so uncivil?<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294226963416724482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAflnsb3v5hsiUDlpzh_LoDOcZyr9322UufN70Uhv_1xdW5j30vxl2v1FCzanQHlAqcay_2QUUZ4kMXTxSayqsUyj0FGELLD-lLtvddDUR3YFPt53wA1GPQXeDQImgq19FuONLmmswf-OG/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /> <div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294226955263161714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX37NA_FF3XdXUChBBsn39npGVNu8hbnqFRmB57RQ0m1u0MxIfNPc9S1A77FYM4nob4zJVHJLB5bc1X0xGnI94xtH1Brl-LSsrSEVOFMV9x1S_7VoIcdw5hLyYJMmVYq8aBlMIJm5aOWAC/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlJsWJ4Efy_zYPMFt3ET_sR6c-d5iSmxBtejMxw5KXWiJXaQH8NimbW-GWtak7y35plNznCGGxQg2Z9CM1zphZ1mCvbthmqvkYT5z93aP37dor8PEUPQwChiv29u-cN58y3w_XfK2t2pN-/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294226961036720226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlJsWJ4Efy_zYPMFt3ET_sR6c-d5iSmxBtejMxw5KXWiJXaQH8NimbW-GWtak7y35plNznCGGxQg2Z9CM1zphZ1mCvbthmqvkYT5z93aP37dor8PEUPQwChiv29u-cN58y3w_XfK2t2pN-/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /></a> I wore this to school the other day unknowing just <em>how</em> ostracized I would be. Going to a school where only a single casual day is provided a month has caused me to forget entirely how negatively people perceive what I wear! Even the shoes, the sweet, innocent shoes from my childhood were glared at. And not with jealousy if that's what you're thinking. </div><div></div><div>Be envious, by the way, that my dress cost $5.00, that way I won't be so upset that a good majority of you get to wear real clothes to school. </div><div></div><div>More posting to be done this week! </div><div></div><div>Love always ...</div>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-74005866360402950132009-01-17T10:40:00.000-08:002009-01-29T10:39:36.607-08:00How to be a gothic lolita?THERE'S ACTUALLY A WIKIPEDIA PAGE ON "HOW TO BE A GOTHIC LOLITA"<br /><br /><a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Be-a-Gothic-Lolita">http://www.wikihow.com/Be-a-Gothic-Lolita</a><br /><br />HA!<br /><br />oh man.<br /><br />I'm sorry to not be posting. I'm sick, studying, stressed and incredibly stupid. I need to learn to manage my time a little (a lot) better and hopefully will be seeing you guys a lot more on the flipside of exam week! Bear with me...<br /><br />Links will be updated, there's a promise. If anything, I'll do that, and then do all my CPTs, assignments, REVISION, and hopefully take some pictures.<br /><br />POSTSCRIPT:<br /><br />Anonymous comments ARE allowed, for that one particular commenter who would not leave me alone, I was surprised to see you wouldn't offer a single comment for my last post!<br /><br />Love always, hope exams aren't killing the rest of you!<br /><br />POSTPOSTSCRIPT:<br />I am currently making a new dress, I hope beyond hopes that I have time to show it to you after I've finished making it!<br /><br />I'll probably be able to post some pictures up tomorrow so please be patient!<br /><br />Elisa :)Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7015423016929425101.post-42740497396818532142009-01-10T12:12:00.001-08:002009-01-29T10:39:48.092-08:00What are men compared to rocks and mountains?To explain my long hiatus, I broke my camera. Whereas, yes, I suppose I could have posted about other miscellaneous crap, I would think that you would be bored to tears. Plus, what better time to start again than in the new year? BUT, I did get a camera (SONY DSC-H10), and out of complete remorse I took some pretty wonderful pictures outside. in the cold. in Canada. Enjoyable, nonetheless!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghtnlAhTx2U3vyMNiB2PMXSdzNMn4FKriGKHah2EvK9dVqknOcm1GhJ-4IHOqwecPpLL2D7Cp-ZhULygXnPA_taHiyrg-z996On2FLBx67lMvaSpugr_BfV0Octf9tzIO3tpI69Q6-IXCG/s1600-h/jan+10,+2009+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289770850418914978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghtnlAhTx2U3vyMNiB2PMXSdzNMn4FKriGKHah2EvK9dVqknOcm1GhJ-4IHOqwecPpLL2D7Cp-ZhULygXnPA_taHiyrg-z996On2FLBx67lMvaSpugr_BfV0Octf9tzIO3tpI69Q6-IXCG/s400/jan+10,+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289770829756105986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ndrhkdNh8zADzy8oIbuu90YALql6uRaOL5A2VP7W9H3GDvLO8QSkOu0Q33eG4E57ng7Dlwu28EW7t_H7JVmKIa8KhTVoGKMRRZXIlwKo5-y-eqI_pmaaRDvV_a8wft9hSF5my0nEZLHd/s400/jan+10,+2009+003.JPG" border="0" /><br /><em><strong>Dress: </strong>selfmade<strong>; Sweater: </strong>vintage<strong>; Knee-high socks: </strong>childhood closet<strong>; Boots:</strong> Korea</em><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289770836115158882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWP6-aKBhhf-b8gOdE4rXJ2CBP3P0RDUA_KZUnn-Q3WyXyRojGauZqT0vSxdqxAtItaVbQm5g3gvAALT216c5k036nn-E1Hh9YF_lj4Prm6JgMtZaHA-VnBgr9bOlkyiy3PVP9LABMde5j/s400/jan+10,+2009+004.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289770838569879922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSWGGHZNiS-0AzWAjwKtjbPmuzccdiGxs7blZrUvvcOUDiMG23SNkQpdwqmeLhZwhJKHH_KTBuoOe3dupLEeVFPRRC_XCfqE0qC0JTAcIvVFTMBw9qM88M86k37u3PJm7I7kVT_poW8jAM/s400/jan+10,+2009+006.JPG" border="0" /> <em><strong>Dress: </strong>Korea<strong>; Leggings: </strong>vintage<strong>; Boots (not</strong> <strong>pictured):</strong> Frye<strong>; Puppy</strong> <strong>(aka 5-year old dog):</strong> Heaven (P.S. it`s her burfday!) </em><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4rSM46PxXzVVhWTXILa-DIHEV6xhWgj_4_HNGlWy7hYUy_fe6GC6lWP16snCo0RP0o7Ojc8C1wlmCW2a-OEZVpe_SgxKN4RqcYidvH8wOmT3SwbiXOtjwiz8cmdA2VlOuAev9baDpC_uH/s1600-h/jan+10,+2009+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289770841268363810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4rSM46PxXzVVhWTXILa-DIHEV6xhWgj_4_HNGlWy7hYUy_fe6GC6lWP16snCo0RP0o7Ojc8C1wlmCW2a-OEZVpe_SgxKN4RqcYidvH8wOmT3SwbiXOtjwiz8cmdA2VlOuAev9baDpC_uH/s400/jan+10,+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289771509697209874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwHf7XaTbkyuv2m05jsB9YxN1YIrqDUAihHodo9goKELkaXuT2IlKkKwtYZyRYJLYGtJo-KnowosqRkGP3Nr8b4fFEiX3-mbQ3ENqimsEWa8RD1jom5suPdAVU10LhrHZYkkfNDAnuCiP1/s400/jan+10,+2009+009.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289771511603203186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLSY1y70iKYerQ4Dw4whV7xCOJXuCGvpaiaM6-bA1NDR8Dyoz_3yBfgNdsaDEFzpdA4tAvM-p2m4koqcKTuM0577evLTro-AUkdtLPKkf7vvB-sfoXM7uAYa_nENC5eeiMjazyPFUV55Yg/s400/jan+10,+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /><em><strong>Skirt: </strong>Vintage<strong>; Jacket: </strong>Vintage<strong>; Boots: </strong>Vintage<strong>; Scarf: </strong>Gift<strong>; Belt: </strong>Mom's<strong>; In hair</strong>: Ribbon</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>p.s. Layout will be changed soon due to complete hideousness. Just to ease your state of mind.</em><br /><em>p.p.s. If you'd like to trade links with this blog, please just let me know! </em><br /><em>p.p.p.s. yes, the title <strong>is</strong> taken from Jane Austen. Completely amazing! </em><br /><br />p.p.p.p.s.:<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><em>I smile too much</em></span></span></div>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15403210396834929011noreply@blogger.com47