<?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-6972326726434509923</id><updated>2012-02-12T03:05:14.938Z</updated><category term='scotland'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='lists'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='decades'/><category term='50s'/><category term='hollywood holiday'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='80s'/><category term='winter'/><category term='blog shop'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='St. John&apos;s'/><category term='etsy'/><category term='trends'/><category term='barcelona'/><category term='photo an hour'/><category term='outfit'/><category term='summer'/><category term='travel'/><category term='costumes'/><category term='20s'/><category term='mad men'/><category term='london'/><category term='dresses'/><category term='work'/><category term='rant'/><category term='friends'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='90s'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='home sweet home'/><category term='brando'/><category term='30s'/><category term='random'/><category term='music'/><category term='marrakesh'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='style'/><category term='wishlist'/><category term='60s'/><category term='blog design'/><category term='autumn'/><category term='food'/><category term='70s'/><category term='40s'/><title type='text'>the ocean in your bedroom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>324</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-2786655624064961262</id><published>2012-02-11T22:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-12T03:05:14.949Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>she is just a generous thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I'm not sure if you guys have noticed, but dresses are kind of my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the right dress will excel in both form &amp;amp; function, never have to be pulled down or pulled up to conceal body parts, and always accentuate your best features. a dress is an outfit in itself. a dress is suitable for almost every occasion. a dress never gives you that awkward bunching around the crotch that looks like a diaper. yes, I, as we say in Newfoundland, "dies for a scatter dress."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially enjoy ones that are feminine, environmentally friendly, and given to me with love as a Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...oh, that's like&lt;i&gt; this&lt;/i&gt; one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7054/6859333649_d22a8e8853_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7054/6859333649_d22a8e8853_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7180/6859346787_44af074787_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7180/6859346787_44af074787_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7197/6859363801_77fa38a7bd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7197/6859363801_77fa38a7bd_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7198/6859389179_7daa35e36e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7198/6859389179_7daa35e36e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7067/6859375723_8c1027dc82_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7067/6859375723_8c1027dc82_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7063/6859350629_211233061a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7063/6859350629_211233061a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this lovely dress is designed by Annie Greenabelle, who makes some of the prettiest clothes I ever did see. I feel like it's kind of a twist on the classy Audrey Hepburn dress, and I'm sure Audrey would approve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;today was a dress-up-for-no-reason kind of day. I just get so excited when I have a day off that I want to wear all my pretty things, all at once! today hubs and me just took a walk around town in the ever-present light rain, grabbing cupcakes and taking photos&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;handingoutCVs&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and having some Subway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;fun fact, apparently Subway doesn't have or accept gift cards in the UK.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;well, not a fun fact for me, since I have a gift card...anyone want a Subway card worth $25 CAD?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;no? alright then, on with the photos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7188/6859343113_c627be602b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7188/6859343113_c627be602b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7040/6859392961_fc2368f604_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7040/6859392961_fc2368f604_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7198/6859385259_d3d6e46130_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7198/6859385259_d3d6e46130_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7053/6859382367_bc76179320_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7053/6859382367_bc76179320_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7205/6859370903_e67ab1c98e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7205/6859370903_e67ab1c98e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7042/6859353853_d3c6801bfe_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7042/6859353853_d3c6801bfe_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7068/6859397091_bb6fcf3a50_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7068/6859397091_bb6fcf3a50_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;we also finally got to see The Muppets this afternoon! it was so much fun to watch, as I suppose everyone who's seen any muppet movie would expect. I'm sure part of the novelty is the nostalgia and the kitsch and the anticipated cameos, but what the hell. it's pretty darn funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and worth mentioning that I think we were the only people in the theatre who knew who Feist was. guys, Feist is &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I never really watched the Muppets growing up (I know, shock and horror). but I did watch Muppet Babies and The Muppet Christmas Carol and have Muppet toys. Kermit was always my favourite. I like that he plays the banjo and is kind of nerdy and environmental. he's like a hipster.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kermit is so &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;which muppet is your favourite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7059/6859339419_fa1f285e69_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7059/6859339419_fa1f285e69_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7051/6859356541_d2eb17bbdd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7051/6859356541_d2eb17bbdd_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7067/6859379647_f9d2df60ab_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7067/6859379647_f9d2df60ab_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7051/6859367241_e1d158832b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7051/6859367241_e1d158832b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7176/6859359909_396ab5f35a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7176/6859359909_396ab5f35a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress + tights- gift // blazer- h&amp;amp;m // scarf- vintage // shoes- aldo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;lastly, I would just like to mention that my blazer is in fact pale pink in colour. "blush," if you will, or perhaps "ballet pink" if you're an American Apparel geek (like myself). I hate how it kind of looks white or cream in pictures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;yes, that is how I chose to end this long, random post. the questionable colour of my jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...I am very tired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;goodnight folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: diamonds on the inside- Ben Harper&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-2786655624064961262?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2786655624064961262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/she-is-just-generous-thief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2786655624064961262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2786655624064961262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/she-is-just-generous-thief.html' title='she is just a generous thief'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-3989761173584710060</id><published>2012-02-10T23:26:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-02-11T04:50:30.645Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scotland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>jump into the fog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;yesterday myself and my friend Katie from work had the same day off. this never happens. we snatched up the opportunity to do a little sightseeing- for me, of course, with Katie as the tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she showed me around the town of Stonehaven, which is a quaint little seaside town just outside of Aberdeen. it has it's own castle, standard yummy fish &amp;amp; chips, and the accolade of creating the deep-fried mars bar. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7056/6854699345_b41256e299_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7056/6854699345_b41256e299_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;unfortunately, as you can tell by the above photo, by the time we hiked out to the castle, braving mud, mist, and potential zombie apocalypses... the whole thing was completely shrouded in fog. we literally couldn't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was still great fun. and the fog only means there's an excuse to go again. well, two excuses- the mars bar place was closed, so I'll definitely be returning to experience that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7052/6854679019_ba8531cb41_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7052/6854679019_ba8531cb41_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7062/6854700351_e8f99afcc6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7062/6854700351_e8f99afcc6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7067/6854694693_f288a11154_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7067/6854694693_f288a11154_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;coat- canada goose // hat- handmade gift (!!) // scarf + tights- &lt;a href="http://www.americanapparel.net/"&gt;american apparel&lt;/a&gt; // bag- &lt;a href="http://www.jototes.com/"&gt;jo totes&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;// socks- claire's // boots- &lt;a href="http://www.newlook.com/"&gt;new look&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thumbs up for Stonehaven! definitely worth a visit (or two, depending on the weather).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hey, I think I just made up their new slogan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: fight for this love- Cheryl Cole (I know, guilty pleasure of the week)&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-3989761173584710060?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3989761173584710060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/jump-into-fog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/3989761173584710060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/3989761173584710060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/jump-into-fog.html' title='jump into the fog'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-6289500420252236670</id><published>2012-02-08T23:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-09T01:41:19.513Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>we all fall down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;february and I started off so well.&lt;br /&gt;I was sure this was going to be the month to really start 2012 off right. get down to business. turns out karma either doesn't exist or I really don't understand how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm still working on my positive attitude! and today was a pretty great day. I didn't start work till 5 so I had a lovely afternoon to myself. I walked to the park, had a latte, dropped in on a little vintage shop, and bought some bubble bath (with every intention of using it nightly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course it was around -1million degrees outside again, so the walking lost its charm fairly quickly. but I feel the afternoon reached maximum potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6843925495_cb6676a390_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6843925495_cb6676a390_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7056/6843949169_106d0b9c35_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7056/6843949169_106d0b9c35_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6843942861_1230be44ec_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6843942861_1230be44ec_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6843917417_2083b48913_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6843917417_2083b48913_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7205/6843957599_a2a3b562f3_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7205/6843957599_a2a3b562f3_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7187/6843933811_d141256a5f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7187/6843933811_d141256a5f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also got a surprisingly large number of compliments on my outfit today, which was lovely! I tend to leave the house feeling dishevelled and displeased, but it's nice to know sometimes I pull it off. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;unfortunately the blustery wind made my hat a somewhat impractical choice... I had to hold it down on my head to keep it from blowing away (hence the slightly repetitive posing). I really should learn, though. there are two things you must always assume about Scottish weather; all garments must be secured to your person, and you &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; need an umbrella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7177/6843953177_360d56020e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7177/6843953177_360d56020e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7178/6843921801_b0c08c9024_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7178/6843921801_b0c08c9024_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6844003267_1db7253cfc_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6844003267_1db7253cfc_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7203/6843939013_f0e1f1c6fb_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7203/6843939013_f0e1f1c6fb_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;skirt- h&amp;amp;m // lace bodysuit + tights- american apparel // hat- topshop (sale!) // scarf- primark // shoes- aldo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I did have a rather inconvenient happening in this skirt; while chatting to a very charming charity promoter/propaganda spinner, I was informed (by a passerby, not the chatty gentleman) that my skirt had tucked itself into some part of my undergarments. how this happened I do not know, since I had not been to the bathroom or had any other reason to remove &amp;amp; rearrange my clothing since taking these pictures. sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this is like, the third time this has happened to me in two months. just when I start to feel safe in skirts, my underwear has to go and ruin it for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been suffering a lot of embarrassing moments lately. nothing mortifying or potentially scarring, but embarrassing nonetheless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the other day I was walking along, happy as a clam, when out of nowhere I slipped and fell flat on my face. ripped my tights and scraped my knee and everything. and man, you forget how much scraped knees hurt. those things sting like a mother.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess I'm just a klutz. oh well. and I was under the impression I could be a lady someday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;silly me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: satin in a coffin- modest mouse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6972326726434509923-6289500420252236670?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6289500420252236670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-all-fall-down.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6289500420252236670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6289500420252236670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-all-fall-down.html' title='we all fall down'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-2008771179961614560</id><published>2012-02-07T00:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-07T00:38:42.096Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>a few good things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm finding it hard to come up with blog content lately, for the usual reasons. no daylight for pictures, not many actual activities/outings going on, feeling blah, etc. etc. I feel like I plan on trying new things and writing more stuff, but when all is said and done... it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't find the motivation. seems to be a common theme in my life lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes down to it, I'd rather not post than put up something boring just for the sake of posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this, however, is something akin to a "things I like" post, which is basically all I've been working on lately. maybe I'm more in the mood to be inspired than to actively create for the moment. everyone needs a little down time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; I succumbed to temptation and last-minute sales and ordered a couple adorable dresses from Dorothy Perkins. of course I used hubby's student discount so that it was a fantastic deal and we're using them as my Valentine's day gift. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-micejGtLB-o/TzBq9RlzYFI/AAAAAAAACjM/yF4rOZY0lKE/s1600/f6a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-micejGtLB-o/TzBq9RlzYFI/AAAAAAAACjM/yF4rOZY0lKE/s640/f6a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; I ordered my first &lt;a href="http://www.graze.com/"&gt;graze box&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and it should arrive on wednesday! I don't think these things are available outside the UK, but they're a pretty neat idea. basically you rate a huge selection of healthy snacks from "like" to "send asap!" and the company puts together a box of things that complement each other and then sends it to you. nutritious &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; I'm on such an &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; kick right now. I'm seriously trying to save up money for a couple special little numbers, particularly these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UiTHc0keU3U/TzBq_ZzCQOI/AAAAAAAACjU/AcFlCJE2Q0w/s1600/f6b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="337" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UiTHc0keU3U/TzBq_ZzCQOI/AAAAAAAACjU/AcFlCJE2Q0w/s640/f6b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/retasroses"&gt;Reta's Roses&lt;/a&gt; // &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/maryankastudio"&gt;Maryanka Studio&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;// &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/VeryVintageStore"&gt;Very Vintage Store&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brando's physio class ball is coming up and apparently they're pretty fancy, so I'm taking the chance to go vintage since I didn't get to at my wedding rehearsal like originally planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; speaking of Etsy, it only serves to fuel my Doctor Who obsession. I really want to decorate with as many whovian references as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdWJW1ZZvpU/TzBrCHGjSgI/AAAAAAAACjk/H51eGaIwioY/s1600/f6d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdWJW1ZZvpU/TzBrCHGjSgI/AAAAAAAACjk/H51eGaIwioY/s640/f6d.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 + 2- &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/brucelovesyou"&gt;Bruce Loves You&lt;/a&gt; // &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/vinyledgedesigns"&gt;Vinyl Edge Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; I'm really loving the idea of dip-dyeing my hair once I have the funds. I'm thinking a nice luxurious haircut, then blonde dip-dye that turns to baby pink. it looks really cool in my head, and if I hate it, I can always cut it off. kind of a combination of these ideas;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqB0g0NDYag/TzBrAnqFtUI/AAAAAAAACjc/u62EHVLUk1s/s1600/f6c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqB0g0NDYag/TzBrAnqFtUI/AAAAAAAACjc/u62EHVLUk1s/s640/f6c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photos via my &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/sklovesak/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other things that I've been spending a lot of time on lately; Gilmore Girls, Craig Ferguson reruns on youtube, and old movies. no one ever really has enough Cary Grant in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: we made a pact- hey rosetta!&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-2008771179961614560?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2008771179961614560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/few-good-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2008771179961614560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2008771179961614560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/few-good-things.html' title='a few good things'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-micejGtLB-o/TzBq9RlzYFI/AAAAAAAACjM/yF4rOZY0lKE/s72-c/f6a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-9220818832038895187</id><published>2012-02-04T20:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-04T20:33:20.630Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>rain on my parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;leave it to Scotland to rain on my well-intentioned day off. but you can't keep a blogger down! you hear me, weather? I shall face the rain and freezing cold and numbing extremities to get vain photos of myself that I only moderately like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TROOPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6818263015_e8edb3d5d0_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6818263015_e8edb3d5d0_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6818279141_f073978b43_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6818279141_f073978b43_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6818275013_83fb77994e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6818275013_83fb77994e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6818296851_a9515dc4be_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6818296851_a9515dc4be_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7153/6818291475_f04b2b27de_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7153/6818291475_f04b2b27de_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6818285567_e28ff1f2d2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6818285567_e28ff1f2d2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7002/6818304811_7b51119890_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7002/6818304811_7b51119890_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6818267543_de0d36c383_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6818267543_de0d36c383_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;jacket- vintage // shirt- forever21 // jeans- american apparel // shoes- h&amp;amp;m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought I'd bust out the red jeans for another go. and I did like this look better than the last, although I think I know what the real problem was; I don't like not tucking my shirts in. mostly because otherwise they always hit at the hip, and that is not the best place for me to emphasize. in conclusion, red jeans look #2 is good, but still not spot on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;don't you hate when there's an item of clothing you absolutely love, but can't make an outfit that you absolutely love &lt;i&gt;with&lt;/i&gt; it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;oh well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this is also my new purple lipstick. kinda forgot to emphasize in the hustle to, you know... get off the freezing streets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it's Dior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ooh la la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;that's pretty much it for today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;unless you want me to further discuss the state of cold I am constantly in. because our apartment is pretty arctic as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;being Canadian is almost no help at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: mr. jones- counting crows&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/6972326726434509923-9220818832038895187?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/9220818832038895187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/rain-on-my-parade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/9220818832038895187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/9220818832038895187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/rain-on-my-parade.html' title='rain on my parade'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-2117577350641438475</id><published>2012-02-02T21:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-03T01:45:52.936Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scotland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>pieces of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;day-to-day life around here is pretty low key. I'd like to think I'm a bit of an adventurer at heart, but really I'm pretty much a homebody. I envy Dora and her explorer ways. I just do not have her stamina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why it takes me like a week to build up enough photos for a random bits + pieces post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6809492849_6e907dca33_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6809492849_6e907dca33_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7160/6809490477_5d61bf2368_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7160/6809490477_5d61bf2368_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6809501793_8766588a59_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6809501793_8766588a59_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6809496533_28501bcf69_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6809496533_28501bcf69_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6809509757_e26325d8f9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6809509757_e26325d8f9_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6809503811_a82658ee2e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6809503811_a82658ee2e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7146/6809506593_12d2d1d662_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7146/6809506593_12d2d1d662_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7164/6809487551_63e71d8352_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7164/6809487551_63e71d8352_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hRFnD_UwOB8/Tys7iRscPqI/AAAAAAAACjE/PmFDk772jlc/s1600/this+one.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hRFnD_UwOB8/Tys7iRscPqI/AAAAAAAACjE/PmFDk772jlc/s640/this+one.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6809499277_2552a4b6c9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6809499277_2552a4b6c9_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;♥ nothing like giant cookies for breakfast! om nom&lt;br /&gt;♥ easy decor on the cheap; postcards on twine.&lt;br /&gt;♥ heading to a movie with the hubs.&lt;br /&gt;♥ one of my favourite places- the BEST marshmallow cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;♥ hello, I'm the Doctor. // tuesday's pizza night!&lt;br /&gt;♥ homemade cranberry salsa (a lot of these pictures are of food...) // fun wall art&lt;br /&gt;♥ a successful topshop visit with a snazzy new hat.&lt;br /&gt;♥ making sweet potato burritos (again, food) // grey Aberdeen...&lt;br /&gt;♥ trying to be artsy on my walk home. yeah, this was taken at 5pm. totally dark.&lt;br /&gt;♥ I could not love this movie more. Gregory Peck makes me swoon.&lt;br /&gt;♥ whip cream is a godly substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I find it kinda funny that those pictures are almost completely colourless. and by funny, I mean sad. Aberdeen is really &lt;i&gt;grey&lt;/i&gt;. everything looks the same. I swear, some days I just want to run through the streets with a bucket of paint in each hand and just go wild. I bet it would look AWESOME.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyways, that's &lt;strike&gt;a day&lt;/strike&gt; several days in the life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so excited for the weekend, you have no idea!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: bye bye Montreal- Amelia Curran&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-2117577350641438475?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2117577350641438475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/pieces-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2117577350641438475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2117577350641438475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/pieces-of-me.html' title='pieces of me'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hRFnD_UwOB8/Tys7iRscPqI/AAAAAAAACjE/PmFDk772jlc/s72-c/this+one.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-3006556912656970178</id><published>2012-02-01T22:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T02:17:24.800Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>february, won't you be my valentine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;well, my cold is not completely gone, but I seemed to have passed the worst of it on to Brando... poor fellow. that &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; mean that I've been feeling up to some picture-taking in the past couple days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can I say, february, you have come on mighty fast. january was just a blur of transatlantic flights and post-Christmas blues and back-to-work-ness. perhaps february will be kinder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6804278925_24c4fb3c80_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6804278925_24c4fb3c80_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6804291515_d39eb4e0f6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6804291515_d39eb4e0f6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6804312133_f36fe30476_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6804312133_f36fe30476_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6804282911_d589da1ba6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6804282911_d589da1ba6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the new month certainly made a good first impression. today was a perfect blend of relaxation and productivity (at least, the feeling of productivity. which is what's important). I slept in, had a latte- with whip cream, for once!- got outfit photos, did errands, went to a movie, cooked supper, watched my Scottish friend Craig Ferguson on youtube, and now here we are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...just to be clear, Craig Ferguson isn't &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt; my friend. he's a late night talk show host. but he is Scottish. and I do love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6804307551_fe0bc43936_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6804307551_fe0bc43936_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7164/6804322697_053385936d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7164/6804322697_053385936d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6804294677_9baa42eed2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6804294677_9baa42eed2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6804316281_708903cd0f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6804316281_708903cd0f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this outfit was another thing I felt good about today. I feel like I'm back in the zone; fit-and-flare dress, a belted cardi, and cute pumps. I admit I gave into the january sale propaganda to buy this dress. I was just browsing to kill some time, and there it was. all colourful and perfectly-fitting. and only $22! (roughly the same price as that new lipstick...yeesh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but I think a girl deserves a feel-good dress with sunflowers on it after a month like january. does anyone like january? it's like december's snooty &amp;amp; unattractive older cousin. as in, dull and cold and pales in comparison to the month of Christmas and homecomings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7006/6804302441_26e5ffd04f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7006/6804302441_26e5ffd04f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6804287135_157242ac24_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6804287135_157242ac24_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6804324649_bf9874905a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6804324649_bf9874905a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6804299259_d9b5c8d919_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6804299259_d9b5c8d919_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- &lt;a href="http://www.monsoon.co.uk/"&gt;monsoon&lt;/a&gt; // cardigan- &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/"&gt;forever21&lt;/a&gt; // belt- primark // shoes- ebay // necklace- &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/BuenoStyle"&gt;Bueno Style&lt;/a&gt; on etsy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I kinda just wish it would snow here. I find winter so much more tolerable with snow. at least until I have to fight my way through it to get to my front door, or I nearly die walking home in it, or all my footwear is permanently soaked through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...I'm looking at you, Newfoundland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but seriously, something other than constant grey and drizzling rain would be a welcome change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;oh february, I have so much hope in you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: somebody that I used to know- walk off the earth (stuck. in. HEAD.)&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-3006556912656970178?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3006556912656970178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-wont-you-be-my-valentine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/3006556912656970178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/3006556912656970178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-wont-you-be-my-valentine.html' title='february, won&apos;t you be my valentine?'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-2258015632819410856</id><published>2012-01-28T23:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-29T00:41:10.316Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>you got your reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;well I know I'm becoming quite the blog slacker, but I promise I have good excuses!&lt;br /&gt;biggest one being, I'm not feeling well. sickness and working 9 hour days (yes, I'm a big baby, 9 hours is a lot) make me generally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since I'm at a lack for new photos &amp;amp; creativity I thought I'd share you some of my favourite looks from other lovelies. some of the pictures are from older posts, but they're still fabulously pretty. I'm sure they will keep you inspired in my absence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-J4y5YcEvk/TySROA7fcuI/AAAAAAAACi0/ooRFZY0nqw8/s1600/g&amp;amp;c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-J4y5YcEvk/TySROA7fcuI/AAAAAAAACi0/ooRFZY0nqw8/s640/g&amp;amp;c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;adore these two looks from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.girlandcloset.com/"&gt;girl in closet&lt;/a&gt;- tights &amp;amp; polka dots &amp;amp; smashing heels!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4JwHbRHMfA0/TySRM4SxmyI/AAAAAAAACis/2WGQAX1DuP4/s1600/dt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4JwHbRHMfA0/TySRM4SxmyI/AAAAAAAACis/2WGQAX1DuP4/s640/dt.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delightfully-tacky.com/"&gt;delightfully tacky&lt;/a&gt; has a new hair style(!) but the same effortlessly cool style. &amp;amp; this autumn picture is one of my most favourite of hers; just stunning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZnCdCnL6is/TySRJvi_mJI/AAAAAAAACiQ/4qvG0ABvj5w/s1600/6760912989_16af2373be_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZnCdCnL6is/TySRJvi_mJI/AAAAAAAACiQ/4qvG0ABvj5w/s1600/6760912989_16af2373be_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.keikolynn.com/"&gt;keiko lynn&lt;/a&gt; is a genius with neutrals (and has perfect hair).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-elWqAYPuFSQ/TySRPlPRC9I/AAAAAAAACi8/FXVcZLyuK5U/s1600/val.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="472" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-elWqAYPuFSQ/TySRPlPRC9I/AAAAAAAACi8/FXVcZLyuK5U/s640/val.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;love the hats &amp;amp; boots &lt;a href="http://www.helloitsvalentine.com/"&gt;Valentine&lt;/a&gt; busts out in winter months- and those colours are gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx3HgnJ7Bz8/TySRImppSII/AAAAAAAACiM/e8Tyd-dS5fI/s1600/6720734901_f120b8a900_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx3HgnJ7Bz8/TySRImppSII/AAAAAAAACiM/e8Tyd-dS5fI/s1600/6720734901_f120b8a900_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kendieveryday.com/"&gt;kendi everyday&lt;/a&gt; is teaching me to love bright colours again! this outfit is fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6R7RiB4OSoQ/TySRLI6rwQI/AAAAAAAACig/IWAdw0zieVM/s1600/141933825726152707_LcSnNHvX_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6R7RiB4OSoQ/TySRLI6rwQI/AAAAAAAACig/IWAdw0zieVM/s1600/141933825726152707_LcSnNHvX_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLEKeOE1BQg/TySRKP8ZsCI/AAAAAAAACiY/7ydzsGycn58/s1600/141933825726152703_uAhVuRs9_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLEKeOE1BQg/TySRKP8ZsCI/AAAAAAAACiY/7ydzsGycn58/s1600/141933825726152703_uAhVuRs9_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;some adorable Disney princess-inspired artwork found on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt; (although I will gently point out that Anastasia is not Disney...) which one would you be? Pocahontas was always my favourite but I think I like Aurora's look the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and with that, I leave you to go indulge in some buckley's and an early bedtime. hope you all had a lovely weekend!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: Brando on guitar&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-2258015632819410856?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2258015632819410856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-got-your-reasons.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2258015632819410856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2258015632819410856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-got-your-reasons.html' title='you got your reasons'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-J4y5YcEvk/TySROA7fcuI/AAAAAAAACi0/ooRFZY0nqw8/s72-c/g&amp;c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-7362394259545309996</id><published>2012-01-25T22:25:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T02:06:16.347Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>on another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;today was the first time in a long while I tried to take my own outfit pictures.&lt;br /&gt;...now I remember why I started coaching Brandon to do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. I started to get frustrated with people stopping to stare and not liking my poses and trying to get different angles... also I decided in the middle of the shoot that I felt fat today so I went to the mall and bought a lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day = fixed, pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6763191703_4263a6c9c8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6763191703_4263a6c9c8_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6763211729_58c92e85da_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6763211729_58c92e85da_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6763202457_73ce077643_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6763202457_73ce077643_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7022/6763200009_3039146cbd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7022/6763200009_3039146cbd_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6763198103_1e7ffd1c80_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6763198103_1e7ffd1c80_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7012/6763206519_a41f6b391e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7012/6763206519_a41f6b391e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6763194773_b767caeae5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6763194773_b767caeae5_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sweater- topshop(gift) // high-waisted jeans- american apparel(gift) // scarf- gift // shoes- aldo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so anyways this is the offending outfit. when I left the house I really liked it... meh. I guess I should only wear pants on days I'm feeling really confident.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but I love these pants! another wonderful Christmas gift. red jeans will definitely brighten any dreary Scottish day. I'll just have to wear them again someday soon and really do them justice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;still, hopefully I can continue to coerce Brando into taking my photos. it's just so much easier.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it's what good husbands are for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: little lion man- mumford &amp;amp; sons&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/6972326726434509923-7362394259545309996?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/7362394259545309996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-another-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/7362394259545309996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/7362394259545309996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-another-day.html' title='on another day'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-4736616621075351665</id><published>2012-01-23T22:59:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-24T01:27:41.811Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sweet home'/><title type='text'>someday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I don't know how many of you have pinterest (or how many people are even reading this...hmm) but I'm kind of addicted. man, that site can eat up hours of your life. in the past couple days I've been especially keen on "pinning" inspirations for my dream home. I think it's my inner nesting instinct finally trying to get out; I've been smothering it through years of sub-par living conditions and tacky 70s-era apartments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm 24 (*cough cough*). I think it's about time I had a cute little place to decorate and make messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp7xghhiFeI/Tx3pNyMJV3I/AAAAAAAACh0/KCzMGzRxyXg/s1600/bedroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="920" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp7xghhiFeI/Tx3pNyMJV3I/AAAAAAAACh0/KCzMGzRxyXg/s640/bedroom.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my dream bedroom must include:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; a wrought iron or canopy bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; lots of different patterns &amp;amp; textures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; footboard tables (preferably with a couch!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; and eclectic, retro vibe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QE95cMMHty8/Tx3pPE-ZVII/AAAAAAAACh8/o5wwBxwTTV0/s1600/kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QE95cMMHty8/Tx3pPE-ZVII/AAAAAAAACh8/o5wwBxwTTV0/s640/kitchen.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like rustic, airy kitchens with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; fun colours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; lots of natural wood (twss)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; one of those oversized breadboard wooden tables&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; an island!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4SUPd3NGFI/Tx3pRnsBKFI/AAAAAAAACiE/H6sr1V9YkX4/s1600/livingroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="877" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4SUPd3NGFI/Tx3pRnsBKFI/AAAAAAAACiE/H6sr1V9YkX4/s640/livingroom.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dream living room requirements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; fireplace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; vintage-y furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; colourful accents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; interesting architecture, ie. ceiling beams, built-in shelves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- &lt;/b&gt;lots of natural light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; hipster artwork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it's interesting to find that you have a home decor style that's as specific as your personal style, but equally as hard to define in words. I find I'm drawn to a kind of "eclectic cottage" vibe; lots of light and texture, retro prints, wood, &amp;amp; pops of colour. I love ceiling beams and distressed furniture and brick/stone. kind of a cozy, shabby-chic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...better start planning now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(and saving...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;all images found on pinterest. you can follow me, if you like, &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/sklovesak/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: songbird- fleetwood mac&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-4736616621075351665?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4736616621075351665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/someday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/4736616621075351665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/4736616621075351665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/someday.html' title='someday...'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp7xghhiFeI/Tx3pNyMJV3I/AAAAAAAACh0/KCzMGzRxyXg/s72-c/bedroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-3160971904626804779</id><published>2012-01-21T21:26:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-22T03:00:21.958Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><title type='text'>I am a material girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you guys, but the month after Christmas makes me really wanna shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...okay, that really makes no sense. but it's mostly true! it's a horrible testament to commercialism and capitalist greed that despite all my awesome, beautiful presents I now have a post-Christmas wishlist. terrible, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really, it's quite fun to make lists. even unnecessary, materialistic ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ayt4myFT_kg/Txt1ateWsyI/AAAAAAAAChs/Jv4nNcJwxoo/s1600/list.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ayt4myFT_kg/Txt1ateWsyI/AAAAAAAAChs/Jv4nNcJwxoo/s640/list.jpg" width="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; a simple, structured vintage dress in the perfect silhouette.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; a purple blazer. any will do, but velvet it preferable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; a navy plaid vintage dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; go-with-everything Seychelles boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; a lovely jewel toned midi-skirt to go with all my new sweaters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; this cute green Modcloth dress, covered in my fave flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; a pretty floral skirt for springtime (I recently realized I don't have enough skirts in my life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so those are my current wants. I'm being good, though, and not buying any of them! this is how I quell my addiction. thanks for being my outlet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: muse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6972326726434509923-3160971904626804779?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3160971904626804779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-material-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/3160971904626804779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/3160971904626804779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-material-girl.html' title='I am a material girl'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ayt4myFT_kg/Txt1ateWsyI/AAAAAAAAChs/Jv4nNcJwxoo/s72-c/list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-4998099235386406839</id><published>2012-01-19T10:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T02:47:33.352Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>and I don't feel any different</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;since January is nearly over, I guess it's about time I did a new year's post. yeah, that seems about right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year's eve was pretty low key this year, but still very very fun! got together with good friends at a party, played boardgames which induced much drunken shouting, and safely(ish) set off some small fireworks at midnight. your typical small-town ringin' in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6722457513_aa83009759_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6722457513_aa83009759_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;me &amp;amp; Janet havin' a larf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6722461905_a4e91b0178_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6722461905_a4e91b0178_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brandon got to practice some physio, and Ev got a massage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6722455793_d8f621b0e8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6722455793_d8f621b0e8_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;lovely faces on the boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6722463963_447877bbb2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6722463963_447877bbb2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;party peoples // blurry friend love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;there aren't many pictures for two reasons; one, almost all of them were blurry anyhow, and two, I don't see the need of plastering this blog with photos of people you don't know and whom I only get to see once a year, usually. seemed unnecessary and probably uninteresting pour vous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I guess this is where I'm supposed to make some resolutions to try and stick to in the coming year, but really I'm not all that good at seeing things through. not a great quality to have, but I'm a hummingbird. I just flit from one thing to the next without much sense of achievement. so I never make resolutions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I do, however, have a sort of 2012 bucket list. not really resolutions of things to finish or do, like lose weight or play guitar everyday or learn how to bake or something. just things I want to do in the next year that are things to look forward to, and things I can look back on and be glad this year meant something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;maybe that's a resolution, I don't know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so (in no particular order) here's the list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. go to a new continent.&lt;/b&gt; before 2012 ends I want to have visited either Asia or South America or Australia. the goal is to go to six before, well, death. I've got three down. one this year will do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. read one book every month.&lt;/b&gt; it's kind of depressing that I'm making that my minimum. I used to read one novel a week. ironically English degrees can suck a love of literature right outta ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. get published again.&lt;/b&gt; it probably won't look good to hand out portfolios with the most recent published article dated 2010.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. make a new friend.&lt;/b&gt; cheesy, but nice. just one new, good friend. so I can write down the process and remember it for next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. start &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; listening to music again.&lt;/b&gt; I used to be obsessed with music. I know everyone says that, but lying on the couch, listening to my ipod and doing nothing else, for two hours was a daily activity for me. now I have so many albums I want to listen to that it overwhelms me and I just end up listening to all my old stuff again. musical reeducation starts now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;well, it's a short list. maybe I'll add to it as ideas come to me. but I'm already a month behind, so maybe I'd better focus on those five for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;happy new year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: new year- death cab for cutie&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-4998099235386406839?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4998099235386406839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-i-dont-feel-any-different.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/4998099235386406839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/4998099235386406839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-i-dont-feel-any-different.html' title='and I don&apos;t feel any different'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-7836265686567669538</id><published>2012-01-16T22:43:00.009Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T04:56:36.195Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>can't stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I'm in the midst of a captivating Doctor Who marathon, so my writing skills for this point are pretty much non-existant. as are my conversation skills, thus I shall get on with the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7162/6712221625_b3a739d52a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7162/6712221625_b3a739d52a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7162/6712208479_3f93cf1581_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7162/6712208479_3f93cf1581_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7141/6712211199_c41716bed8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7141/6712211199_c41716bed8_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6712225543_ca1c94985a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6712225543_ca1c94985a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7162/6712203701_14f33ffd5f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7162/6712203701_14f33ffd5f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6712200263_31c164759e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6712200263_31c164759e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6712216991_86311d8a74_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6712216991_86311d8a74_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6712197531_0ffa063763_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6712197531_0ffa063763_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7011/6712194365_8c56c7bd6f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7011/6712194365_8c56c7bd6f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7150/6712206131_39b93c5f75_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7150/6712206131_39b93c5f75_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/"&gt;modcloth&lt;/a&gt; // tights- american apparel // boots- new look // belt- thrifted // necklace- gift&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this is one of several &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt; dresses I got for Christmas. I've worn it three times already and it's definitely one of my new faves. and I'd love to say more but I am so completely engrossed in this episode that I stop typing every 30 seconds. so I think it's best I just give up and try again tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;MY GOD THIS SHOW IS GOOD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;in love &amp;amp; time travel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7022/6712214075_572a62cb85_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7022/6712214075_572a62cb85_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6972326726434509923-7836265686567669538?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/7836265686567669538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/cant-stop.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/7836265686567669538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/7836265686567669538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/cant-stop.html' title='can&apos;t stop'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-5371003160985269995</id><published>2012-01-13T22:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:13:04.404Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>crush crush crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;while on vacation I did wear clothes. yes, it's true. I did not, however, photograph much of said clothes for your viewing pleasure. but I do have one of my special holiday outfits to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's no secret I'm a big fan of velvet. lucky for me, just before I went home New Look got this cute little number in for an irresistible price! I also find it both comfy and flattering, making it perfect for your average rowdy evening out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6691381075_5e6309bcca_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6691381075_5e6309bcca_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7153/6691392049_b36e971bee_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7153/6691392049_b36e971bee_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7002/6691404899_4cac41e1af_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7002/6691404899_4cac41e1af_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6691401421_59c16d5507_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6691401421_59c16d5507_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6691385657_aa07263c1c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6691385657_aa07263c1c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6691387571_ded8f27172_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6691387571_ded8f27172_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6691397851_03231d7d9b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6691397851_03231d7d9b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6691389499_1f869ca324_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6691389499_1f869ca324_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6691394161_46cf005342_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6691394161_46cf005342_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dress- &lt;a href="http://www.newlook.com/"&gt;new look&lt;/a&gt; // belt- &lt;a href="http://www.americanapparel.net/"&gt;american apparel&lt;/a&gt; // booties- forever21 // necklace- &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/muchlove"&gt;much love&lt;/a&gt; on etsy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;December 23rd is known Tibb's Eve where I come from. where exactly that comes from I don't know, but people seem to like celebrating it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;wait, I just looked it up. apparently it's a Newfoundland thing and is so titled "tipsy eve" because it's traditionally when all the drunken fun begins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;no joke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ok, so this is what I wore for the annual Tibb's eve party. it's such a fun way to kick off the holidays! everybody hangs out together and then we go to a concert by a local band. it's always a blast and turns out a few good stories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;now you know! so next year you can all celebrate your own Tibb's eve. mark your calendars.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;love love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: I want love- Elton John&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-5371003160985269995?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5371003160985269995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/crush-crush-crush.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/5371003160985269995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/5371003160985269995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/crush-crush-crush.html' title='crush crush crush'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-6812923491512180204</id><published>2012-01-12T22:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T04:18:17.818Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. John&apos;s'/><title type='text'>memory bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Christmas memories, round 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to overdo it with the friends-and-family posts, since this blog is technically a style/travel one. but it's also about MOI and I want a place other than facebook to keep memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are a few randoms in between the Christmas and Year's categories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6687661381_e581bac9d9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="1004" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6687661381_e581bac9d9_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fam jam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6687650923_d29fc42a30_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6687650923_d29fc42a30_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;intense game of phase ten!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6687655825_926a1e497e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6687655825_926a1e497e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;my winning hand, oh yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6687703449_542748586b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6687703449_542748586b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sisters regular + sisters deformed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7160/6687669485_7eac79686c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7160/6687669485_7eac79686c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;annual picture with the uncle (+ 1 papa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7166/6687658979_ab01c886af_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7166/6687658979_ab01c886af_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;technicolour dance par-tay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6687666197_7323a00450_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6687666197_7323a00450_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;old friends &amp;amp; good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6687664011_16b521cd68_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6687664011_16b521cd68_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;his one true love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6687676147_aca7db6655_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6687676147_aca7db6655_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;me, Marsha, and the bacon flavoured toothpaste, out for sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6687697105_3d1fba6319_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6687697105_3d1fba6319_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;off to pick up my favourite from the airport!! YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6687689819_7af21cbb4f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="434" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6687689819_7af21cbb4f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;together again, at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6687695955_c6256f2213_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6687695955_c6256f2213_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;why yes, this is my natural moustache, why do you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6687672765_0315779db9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6687672765_0315779db9_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;some downtown St. John's shopping (I should explain the bacon toothpaste...naw.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6687683567_581a092074_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6687683567_581a092074_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;apparently my new thing is putting people in choke holds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6687699051_793bd7b598_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6687699051_793bd7b598_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;it says Robert Downey Jr., fyi + Caitlin's hair is epic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6687679939_b6a49b5f6a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6687679939_b6a49b5f6a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;we have a thing for card games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6687687145_159ce334e6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6687687145_159ce334e6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...and PIZZA. genuine excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6687692207_08ae5b6fc2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="394" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6687692207_08ae5b6fc2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a little sass on the kitchen floor with the best of 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gosh, I know the best people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: suffragette city- bowie&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-6812923491512180204?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6812923491512180204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/memory-bliss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6812923491512180204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6812923491512180204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/memory-bliss.html' title='memory bliss'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-684591309638591606</id><published>2012-01-10T16:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T04:47:12.841Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>you've got visions of the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;...and we now return to our regularly scheduled programming!&lt;br /&gt;tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in Scotland now and have officially declared the end of my holiday season. I guess it's pretty much over for everybody now anyways, but I've got a touch of the post-Christmas blues. especially since I had to leave all the amazing people I love after I was reminded again of how amazing they really are. does everyone feel this way after going home for the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really hard time resigning myself to the fact that I had to come back. not because of any particular dislike for Scotland (although we aren't the best of friends) but because of how good I have/had it elsewhere. but I'm consoling myself with excess sleep and looking through the hundreds of photos I took over the course of my travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so even though Christmas is over, I get to relive it a little bit by forcing my belated memories onto you! isn't this a great relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6676390597_7ffc35f742_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6676390597_7ffc35f742_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;mcdonald's is better here. and with my favourite people. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6676384825_58aeaa8bb9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6676384825_58aeaa8bb9_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;our Christmas tree, with a disgusting display of western capitalism...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7001/6676395763_2c4985b3ba_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="858" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7001/6676395763_2c4985b3ba_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Christmas eve family picture (squirmy dog and all).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7020/6676409165_38cf660d06_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7020/6676409165_38cf660d06_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;with mama, and me looking a little crazy (Christmas eve excitement!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6676517855_e272224c1d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6676517855_e272224c1d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;puppies and fresh haystack cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6676481109_90c6623d50_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6676481109_90c6623d50_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Christmas morning! (got me some Margaret Atwood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6676486535_fbf7416bd8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6676486535_fbf7416bd8_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sisterly love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6676527267_cb2cacb559_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6676527267_cb2cacb559_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;dad reading the Christmas story + mom checking out here new photo album, all teary eyed. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6676473611_80532057b7_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6676473611_80532057b7_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;puppy love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7143/6676458519_a00d5c2d0e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7143/6676458519_a00d5c2d0e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brando seemed to like his gift from me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6676495303_260f7322ff_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6676495303_260f7322ff_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;King family shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6676402191_2767c64493_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6676402191_2767c64493_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;gifts from Scotland were in abundance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6676513425_0f7d8a22fa_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6676513425_0f7d8a22fa_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sis with her gift from moi + my annual pic with the pooch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6676467035_bd07b6d59b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6676467035_bd07b6d59b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the aftermath. like a ridiculously jolly war zone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6676421539_5331e45a50_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6676421539_5331e45a50_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;giant turkey timeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6676504389_de4e86f0a5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6676504389_de4e86f0a5_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;food prep aka turkey stealing + mama doing what she does best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7005/6676452689_84bf0bbbf5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7005/6676452689_84bf0bbbf5_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;my usual contribution, the bread pudding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6676428281_9d87609cd3_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6676428281_9d87609cd3_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the big event! Christmas dinner, grandparents included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6676434763_afc289ecca_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6676434763_afc289ecca_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;have you ever seen anything so beautiful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7008/6676440673_cce2c1c729_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7008/6676440673_cce2c1c729_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;extra Christmas crackers for dad and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6676445621_e491c27603_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6676445621_e491c27603_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a festive bunch enjoying mom's famous Christmas cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6676415813_356271b664_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="1011" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6676415813_356271b664_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;old married couple Christmas #1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm having fun reading through everyone's Christmas blog posts (I'm way behind). this was probably the best Christmas ever for me. even though Brando and I have been together almost five years (what? yikes) this was our first Christmas morning together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also got spoiled with way too many awesome presents, which was undeniably fun as hell. and obviously getting to be with my family again was good every day, but on Christmas especially.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ugh, I miss it already!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: ghost towns- first aid kit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6972326726434509923-684591309638591606?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/684591309638591606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/youve-got-visions-of-past.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/684591309638591606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/684591309638591606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2012/01/youve-got-visions-of-past.html' title='you&apos;ve got visions of the past'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-2619234429580000641</id><published>2011-12-30T20:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-31T21:02:55.497Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='london'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>season's greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;it's always a little sad when Christmas is over. and it happened far too quickly this year. luckily I still have tons of photos to go through and lots of potential Christmas blog posts to make! including one on the last couple days of our London trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6608285273_f0d2be0665_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6608285273_f0d2be0665_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6608387813_de3de646bd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6608387813_de3de646bd_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6608391005_2eb1506490_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="410" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6608391005_2eb1506490_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6608377669_d378597f53_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6608377669_d378597f53_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6608278971_541debc0ab_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6608278971_541debc0ab_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the markets were so much fun! even permanent ones, like the Portabello Road market (my personal fave for the fascinating antiques section) exuded holiday cheer. I picked up some antique trinkets to make necklaces for my friends. Camden market was crazy as usual, and I found a great vintage shop and handmade jewellery stands to pick up a couple gifts- for others and myself!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;if we ever lived in London I know I'd spend so much time at the markets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7020/6608368549_ab83f82ec2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="408" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7020/6608368549_ab83f82ec2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7143/6608426143_40425d4aef_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7143/6608426143_40425d4aef_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6608325571_6e07bbf94f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6608325571_6e07bbf94f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6608317171_5551e60706_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6608317171_5551e60706_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6608308175_fb4b17360b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6608308175_fb4b17360b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;of course we had to visit the Hyde Park Winter Wonderland. we didn't have much need of the Christmas market by then, but it was fun to look around. and we got poffertjes!! little Dutch pancakes with powdered sugar and butter. the most delicious things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;we didn't get to see Santa, though. he kept eluding us the whole trip. crafty fellow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6608401763_12dafdeff5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6608401763_12dafdeff5_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6608357419_f96fbaa078_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6608357419_f96fbaa078_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6608335159_b7730f446f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6608335159_b7730f446f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6608415781_116171884f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6608415781_116171884f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7159/6608345803_ccf168f07a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7159/6608345803_ccf168f07a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6608297827_171c64a9f6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6608297827_171c64a9f6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;when it got colder (and we started to run short on money!) we visited the Victoria &amp;amp; Albert museum. I hadn't been there for a few years anyways, and it was free! I'd definitely recommend it if you're visiting London. it's a museum of art and design, so it's filled with beautiful furniture and old clothes. lots of lovely things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;London was a great way to kick off Christmas. and it was a wonderful Christmas! I'll definitely be sharing more of it here. but for now I'm moving on to New Year's festivities!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;have a good one.&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/6972326726434509923-2619234429580000641?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2619234429580000641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/seasons-greetings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2619234429580000641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2619234429580000641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/seasons-greetings.html' title='season&apos;s greetings'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-6367264558088676510</id><published>2011-12-25T21:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-26T02:14:10.657Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>happy holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;~&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;a very merry Christmas...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DNROYicGXkI/TvfTIcMNuMI/AAAAAAAAChM/Vrk1hl7F7F8/s1600/IMG_2308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DNROYicGXkI/TvfTIcMNuMI/AAAAAAAAChM/Vrk1hl7F7F8/s640/IMG_2308.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;from the whole clan!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can't wait to share all my holiday adventures with you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm having a fantastic time. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;~&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;~&lt;/b&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/6972326726434509923-6367264558088676510?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6367264558088676510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6367264558088676510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6367264558088676510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-holidays.html' title='happy holidays'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DNROYicGXkI/TvfTIcMNuMI/AAAAAAAAChM/Vrk1hl7F7F8/s72-c/IMG_2308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-5185065011215056134</id><published>2011-12-20T22:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:30:28.184Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='london'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmastime in the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as you might have guessed there was a slight change of plans in the whole "posting from London" idea. basically internet at the hotel turned out to be painfully slow (as most public connections are) and not necessarily free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hubs and I are back in Aberdeen, frantically preparing to fly back to Canada tomorrow! I'm so excited I could burst, while I'm not exactly looking forward to the 17 hour trip... my deportation story has kind of left me scarred when it comes to long-range air travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, I do have some cheery photos from our quick London vacation to share with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6545367353_a04a7e16ba_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6545367353_a04a7e16ba_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6545425451_cd6ae87ef3_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6545425451_cd6ae87ef3_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6545435301_178c11f322_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6545435301_178c11f322_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6545382307_f5b10a828e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6545382307_f5b10a828e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6545376403_4e04a1dff8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6545376403_4e04a1dff8_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6545391043_9ee7a020fc_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6545391043_9ee7a020fc_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7012/6545398097_83d976bfb3_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7012/6545398097_83d976bfb3_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6545439871_4c6cce0e41_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6545439871_4c6cce0e41_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6545406963_04faf3c511_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6545406963_04faf3c511_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6545414753_4441130a17_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6545414753_4441130a17_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;all these were taken on friday,which was a lovely and busy day. first we went to Covent Garden to check out the market and get a sugar rush. then it was off to the South bank Christmas market, which was very festive indeed. we're big market fans, Brando and I.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;we hit up the famous Harrod's department store (where we could not get in to see Santa without buying tickets and facing stares of judgement) before going to The Nutcracker. I usually see The Nutcracker in St. John's every year, but the English National Ballet was a fine substitute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hopefully the internet in the airports tomorrow won't be too horrendous, so I can post pictures from the rest of the trip. to be honest, there weren't a lot of photo ops since we mostly browsed markets and just walked around in lieu of the usual sightseeing. but it really put me in the Christmas spirit!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;happy holidays everyone! see you on the flip side (of the ocean...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: all alone on Christmas- Home Alone 2 soundtrack&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-5185065011215056134?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5185065011215056134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmastime-in-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/5185065011215056134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/5185065011215056134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmastime-in-city.html' title='Christmastime in the city'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-1557079058000961586</id><published>2011-12-15T23:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-15T23:40:48.623Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='london'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're all getting yer holidaze on. Brando and I are getting in the spirit in Londontown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7150/6518141341_9958705503_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7150/6518141341_9958705503_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6518174387_409e4fa004_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6518174387_409e4fa004_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6518116039_fb318bf772_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6518116039_fb318bf772_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I especially enjoy the occasional lego tree.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and since this is the slowest internet I've ever used, I'll leave it at that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;love love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6972326726434509923-1557079058000961586?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1557079058000961586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1557079058000961586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1557079058000961586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='it&apos;s beginning to look a lot like Christmas'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-3684907554559796926</id><published>2011-12-13T22:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-14T17:49:52.794Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hollywood holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>what about breakfast at Tiffany's?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I went to my first holiday party this weekend! sunday was the staff Christmas night out at New Look. everyone went out for a little food and drinks. it was pretty jolly, and since the holiday festivities are in full swing, here's another outfit inspiration from one of Hollywood's leading ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably the style icon you were all expecting, up next it's Audrey Hepburn! one of my personal favourites, and one of the most iconic of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1A9iTEBzULs/Tuiq5yg-atI/AAAAAAAACgw/i08ScZRKZTE/s1600/audrey2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1A9iTEBzULs/Tuiq5yg-atI/AAAAAAAACgw/i08ScZRKZTE/s400/audrey2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;while she's most certainly best known for that slinky black dress from Breakfast at Tiffany's, Audrey was constantly a vision of style and loveliness. she single-handedly changed Hollywood's pin-hole view of beauty as being just the sexy bombshell type. she was a slender, doe-eyed pixie, often described and the polar opposite of fellow starlet Marilyn Monroe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aundrey's style is the epitome of classic glamour.&amp;nbsp;sleek, elegant, feminine, and just a little playful, she wowed in everything from Givenchy ball gowns to cigarette jeans. she was all about the silhouette. Audrey often choose straight, modest necklines that emphasized the neck and shoulders, and full, flowy skirts. this was to show off her svelte figure and add drama at the same time. she was understated yet quirky, and liked sweet prints in sophisticated cuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8_k_ZZgmxSk/Tuiq7fRzeaI/AAAAAAAACg4/_1oXxmOYd4g/s1600/audrey3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8_k_ZZgmxSk/Tuiq7fRzeaI/AAAAAAAACg4/_1oXxmOYd4g/s640/audrey3.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Audrey was always stunning, no matter what she wore. she had so many famous, iconic looks that it is impossible to think of Audrey and not see exactly what she is wearing. she embodied true Hollywood glamour, and carried it off with effortless grace and humility. a leading lady indeed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;instead of simply picking a string of black, Breakfast-at-Tiffany's dresses, I thought I'd draw from Audrey's more fun wardrobe for party inspiration.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1eHLyaHp3QA/Tuiq5ceKrnI/AAAAAAAACgo/dBHQMzhRS_0/s1600/audrey1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1eHLyaHp3QA/Tuiq5ceKrnI/AAAAAAAACgo/dBHQMzhRS_0/s640/audrey1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;1. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/shop/dresses/swing-dancing-sweetheart-dress"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Modcloth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; // 2. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/84648237/vintage-50s-turquoise-polka-dot-full?ref=sr_gallery_4&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=50s+polka+dot+party+dress&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=GB&amp;amp;ga_page=2&amp;amp;ga_search_type=vintage&amp;amp;ga_facet=vintage"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hillbilly Filly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; // 3. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/shop/dresses/classic-stunner-dress"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Modcloth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; // 4. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/86850079/60s-cocktail-dress-vintage-1960s-chiffon"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Vintage Studio&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZR1fpGpUTY/Tuiq8db3t_I/AAAAAAAAChA/VZp4OlkOEW0/s1600/audrey4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="443" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZR1fpGpUTY/Tuiq8db3t_I/AAAAAAAAChA/VZp4OlkOEW0/s640/audrey4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;up the glam with minimal, but bold accessories- especially a statement necklace&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think dressing like Audrey Hepburn every day should be a personal aspiration of just about everyone. the world would be a better looking place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sorry I've been a posting slacker. I really had planned updates for almost every day in December- cause let's be real, it's the greatest month ever- &amp;nbsp;but things have been much busier than I expected! Brando and me are taking off for London on thursday to do our Christmas shopping and enjoy Christmastime in the city. I'm pretty freakin' excited. AND this time we're staying in a &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; hotel, which means internet, which means you will be blessed with an abundance of holiday-themed photos while we're away. so there's something too look forward to!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;now if you'll excuse me, I have some packing + planning to do. later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: Christmas rapping&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-3684907554559796926?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/3684907554559796926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-about-breakfast-at-tiffanys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/3684907554559796926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/3684907554559796926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-about-breakfast-at-tiffanys.html' title='what about breakfast at Tiffany&apos;s?'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1A9iTEBzULs/Tuiq5yg-atI/AAAAAAAACgw/i08ScZRKZTE/s72-c/audrey2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-199075911203438729</id><published>2011-12-09T23:51:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-10T01:43:46.695Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>I want to break free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;hello again, friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just popping in for a quick post before bedtime, as I am plum tuckered out (I always liked that phrase). this week hasn't necessarily been any busier than most, but I'm starting to get a little fatigued anyway. lame, I know. imagine what it would be like if I had a &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; job. I think it's just that the great things to come are making the days seem longer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on to outfit, before I fall asleep on this keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6484273447_000b81ffee_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6484273447_000b81ffee_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6484271431_baaa2e61dd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6484271431_baaa2e61dd_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7030/6484276805_7d1459a4d4_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7030/6484276805_7d1459a4d4_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6484282541_afd52fef90_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="450" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6484282541_afd52fef90_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6484275237_bb39cd90c8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6484275237_bb39cd90c8_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6484278055_62d018cb78_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6484278055_62d018cb78_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6484280953_0a1c829672_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6484280953_0a1c829672_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- american apparel // headband- postlapsaria // tights- h&amp;amp;m // shoes- primark&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like some of these pictures look as if I were trying to be sultry, or some other synonym to that effect... &amp;nbsp;I assure you I was not. I was just cold. it has gotten very cold here. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;there's something about this outfit I don't quite like... I love LOVE the dress. but I don't think this look is how I would really wear it best. I think maybe it's the hair, makes it look too overdone!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but, the dress is still fab. and I've actually worn it a lot, it's a great purchase. I was thinking about using it as one of my Christmas party dresses, but I don't have any set plans just yet. even if all plans should involve velvet, somehow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ok, that's it from me for now. 'night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6484278811_537886a6db_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6484278811_537886a6db_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: poker face- lady gaga (thanks to our noisy neighbours)&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-199075911203438729?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/199075911203438729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-want-to-break-free.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/199075911203438729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/199075911203438729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-want-to-break-free.html' title='I want to break free'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-2015816935173725717</id><published>2011-12-07T20:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-08T01:38:56.380Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hollywood holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>c'est la vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;it snowed here in Aberdeen today. it wasn't the softly falling, nice-to-walk-in snow, but there it was, nonetheless. it's getting more wintery every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cold is making it increasingly challenging to dress for outfit pictures. I don't really want to wander around alone in the bad weather then set up my tripod, remove all my outerwear, and stand freezing while people stare at me like I'm an idiot. not appealing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm hoping I'll come up with a solution soon. and for those of you who might be having more specific wardrobe issues, I have some more party wear ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd share a little inspiration from French hottie Brigitte Bardot. she was such a spirited beauty, and her look inspired modern-day fashion mavericks like Kate Moss and Georgia Jagger. also, she had great hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9uAPgtVSWk/Tt_LMeDNMkI/AAAAAAAACgI/4y1QH-C1QaM/s1600/brigitte1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9uAPgtVSWk/Tt_LMeDNMkI/AAAAAAAACgI/4y1QH-C1QaM/s400/brigitte1.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brigitte Bardot was the coquette of the silver screen- and I don't mean just because she was French. she was Hollywood sex kitten mixed with European-farmer's-daughter. sweet and sexy at the same time,&amp;nbsp;with her famous tousled mane and coy smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brigitte was best known for what little clothes she wore; she was known as "the bikini girl" and had no problems posing or appearing in the nude. but when she &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; dressed, she knew how to enhance her Lolita-esque persona with the clothing to match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brigitte knew what she liked and stuck with it. the Bardot neckline- wide, off-the-shoulder- was named for her, and she single-handedly made gingham chic with her pink checked wedding dress. the important things to remember when dressing like Brigitte are waist-cinching belts, cutesy patterns, and just enough bare skin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maW01wo1vDw/Tt_NJkWO-MI/AAAAAAAACgQ/FJRNCmMZ_bs/s1600/bbcollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="985" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maW01wo1vDw/Tt_NJkWO-MI/AAAAAAAACgQ/FJRNCmMZ_bs/s640/bbcollage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brigitte's style matched her personality; playful, provincial, and eclectic. she was equal parts girly and sensual. but the most important thing you'll need to pull off her signature look is that feisty attitude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brigitte's look was more about the "French riviera" than "Hollywood bash", so many dresses one might choose to emulate her might not necessarily be season appropriate. not to fear; just throw on a trendy fur stole and some dark tights, and even florals can work at your holiday soiree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-COhV6BN3P5Q/TuASJjqPGxI/AAAAAAAACgY/qGFC8iiyZyE/s1600/bb1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="361" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-COhV6BN3P5Q/TuASJjqPGxI/AAAAAAAACgY/qGFC8iiyZyE/s640/bb1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/shop/dresses/kettle-corn-dress-in-sunset"&gt;Modcloth&lt;/a&gt; // 2. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/87849958/vintage-1950s-polka-dot-dress?ref=sr_gallery_22&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=polka+dot+dress+full+skirt&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=GB&amp;amp;ga_page=3&amp;amp;ga_search_type=vintage&amp;amp;ga_facet=vintage"&gt;From Brooklyn with Love&lt;/a&gt; // 3. &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/shop/dresses/enchanted-afternoon-dress-in-mums"&gt;Modcloth&lt;/a&gt; // 4. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/85004594/vintage-1950s-dress-black-white-gingham"&gt;Deseo vintage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr303iHTngo/TuASKsh_POI/AAAAAAAACgg/7l4qv_19zRs/s1600/bb2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="384" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr303iHTngo/TuASKsh_POI/AAAAAAAACgg/7l4qv_19zRs/s640/bb2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;things to remember about Brigitte style; minimal accessories, and flats whenever possible!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;doesn't this totally make you want to be a French girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;just me then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;♥!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: let it snow- Michael Buble&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6972326726434509923-2015816935173725717?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2015816935173725717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/cest-la-vie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2015816935173725717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2015816935173725717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/cest-la-vie.html' title='c&apos;est la vie'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9uAPgtVSWk/Tt_LMeDNMkI/AAAAAAAACgI/4y1QH-C1QaM/s72-c/brigitte1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-974987233353492772</id><published>2011-12-05T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-06T01:50:56.425Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>Doctor, Doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;so by any chance, do any of you bloggers love Doctor Who?&lt;br /&gt;cause I sure freaking do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has absolutely nothing to do with this post, but it is certainly worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;(I just watched like a million episodes in a row.)&lt;br /&gt;start watching it. you will get to make so many cool references that only fellow whovians will understand. it's like being in a club.&lt;br /&gt;WHOVIANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7153/6462929845_4159b2481d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7153/6462929845_4159b2481d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6462920953_08e7914a69_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6462920953_08e7914a69_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6462925933_b81f77e076_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6462925933_b81f77e076_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6462933155_d6ece00a96_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6462933155_d6ece00a96_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6462932141_95cb791ff2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6462932141_95cb791ff2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6462923225_5e9acfeb26_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6462923225_5e9acfeb26_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6462927969_72f7d2cea3_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6462927969_72f7d2cea3_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6462934833_c488bb24ff_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6462934833_c488bb24ff_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress (as skirt)+ belt- gift // sweater- topshop // tights- american apparel // boots- seychelles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may recognize this sweater from my Christmas wishlist (probably not, though).&lt;br /&gt;a while after making my list I was browsing Topshop, and it was on mega-sale! 10 quid. of course I had to treat myself. I cannot resist a cute peter pan collar these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's another extra-early rise for work, so I suppose that makes it bedtime for me. just one more week till I get to fully&amp;nbsp;immerse myself in Christmasy goodness. if only I had a TARDIS and could just skip on ahead to the good part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, if you were whovians you'd get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: holly jolly Christmas- the format&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-974987233353492772?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/974987233353492772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/doctor-doctor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/974987233353492772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/974987233353492772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/doctor-doctor.html' title='Doctor, Doctor'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-2054657106476734771</id><published>2011-12-02T19:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-03T01:35:17.305Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>the most wonderful time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;December is finally here! I'm in full-on Christmas mode now, decorating the apartment and shopping for presents and picking out wrapping paper. we watched Miracle on 34th Street (the old one) today. classic Christmas movies are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in honour of the start of my favourite month, my outfit photos today feature a Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6444218293_f7d6de5e3e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6444218293_f7d6de5e3e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6444215487_cb4d6c71b7_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6444215487_cb4d6c71b7_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6444212323_57f007bf30_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6444212323_57f007bf30_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6444220259_65d3ebedc4_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6444220259_65d3ebedc4_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6444221301_65dc2ce1ac_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6444221301_65dc2ce1ac_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6444213787_574da6a67b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6444213787_574da6a67b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/"&gt;modcloth&lt;/a&gt; // boots- spring // scarf- &lt;a href="http://www.americanapparel.net/"&gt;american apparel&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've been working a lot lately, but despite the lack of excitement in my daily life I'm in a pretty good mood. this is mainly due to a recent re-addiction to coffee, and the short time till I get to see my family. both make the long, boring days worth it. the next two weeks cannot go quickly enough. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hope you guys are as pumped for December as I am. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6444216863_3a3ccbedd0_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6444216863_3a3ccbedd0_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6972326726434509923-2054657106476734771?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2054657106476734771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/most-wonderful-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2054657106476734771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2054657106476734771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/12/most-wonderful-time.html' title='the most wonderful time'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-1855187789989875336</id><published>2011-11-30T12:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:22:28.741Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hollywood holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>she's a lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;things have been so crazy recently that I've neglected my "hollywood holiday" idea! I shall remedy this &lt;i&gt;right now&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately I've been kind of obsessed with Jackie O's style. it kind of started with the "J" themed party I went to last week, when I thought it would be fun to go as her. then I realized with dismay that I actually don't own any Jackie-esque dresses! ever since then I've been pining over a sleek 60s silhouette and mod mini dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's not technically "Hollywood," but she's been featured in enough films and on camera enough that I think it's ok to include the first lady in this little series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UlkViBQ6n4/TtYROsUB1aI/AAAAAAAACfo/niszxvAjQPQ/s1600/jackie1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UlkViBQ6n4/TtYROsUB1aI/AAAAAAAACfo/niszxvAjQPQ/s640/jackie1.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jackie O (who at the time of most of these photos was actually Jackie K, but we'll go with it) had an iconic style. there are few people who wouldn't recognize her likeness in a smart skirt suit and those big sunglasses. she may not have been a Hollywood starlet, but she dressed- and was admired- like one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;qualities that encapsulate Jackie's iconic look are modern, clean-cut, and elegant. she is famous for her structured outfits, from crisp white frocks to tailored jackets. ever the classy lady, Jackie's dresses were modest and understated. no spaghetti straps and poofy skirts here. instead, high necklines, like scoop or boatneck, paired with pencil and tulip skirts were key. add pretty details like bows and pillbox hats to soften the look.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mg_451hnO9I/TtYRPuRNIkI/AAAAAAAACfw/XwhALETOON4/s1600/jackie2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mg_451hnO9I/TtYRPuRNIkI/AAAAAAAACfw/XwhALETOON4/s1600/jackie2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jackie was certainly the first lady of 60s dresses. she brought style and class to the dreary world of politics, and her loveliness was only enhanced by her impeccable taste.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;here are some ways to emulate Jackie's star style!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9dI5c6B21OQ/TtYdWbtaKCI/AAAAAAAACf4/LrPdpHrjJfI/s1600/jackie3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="468" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9dI5c6B21OQ/TtYdWbtaKCI/AAAAAAAACf4/LrPdpHrjJfI/s640/jackie3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/86641552/vintage-1960s-dress-ivory-snow-white-60s?ref=sr_gallery_15&amp;amp;ga_ref=auto&amp;amp;ga_search_query=60s+white+dress&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=GB&amp;amp;ga_search_type=vintage&amp;amp;ga_facet=vintage"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Reinvintage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; // 2. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/shop/dresses/ros-bubbly-dress"&gt;&lt;i&gt;modcloth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; // 3. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/73774168/vintage-60s-wedding-gown-cotton-sateen?ref=sr_gallery_31&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=60s+white+dress&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=GB&amp;amp;ga_page=6&amp;amp;ga_search_type=vintage&amp;amp;ga_facet=vintage"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bad Cholla Vintage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;// 4. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/shop/dresses/blissful-beauty-dress"&gt;&lt;i&gt;modcloth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dS41x78G830/TtYdXbggRKI/AAAAAAAACgA/Kd4BEk1wvI0/s1600/jackie4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="500" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dS41x78G830/TtYdXbggRKI/AAAAAAAACgA/Kd4BEk1wvI0/s640/jackie4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;add a cropped swing coat, a pillbox hat, and white accessories for the picturesque Jackie look!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh, and make sure to curl your hair- in the 60s, bigger is better!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to pine over the many glorious Etsy dresses on my ever-growing vintage wish list...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-1855187789989875336?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1855187789989875336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/shes-lady.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1855187789989875336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1855187789989875336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/shes-lady.html' title='she&apos;s a lady'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UlkViBQ6n4/TtYROsUB1aI/AAAAAAAACfo/niszxvAjQPQ/s72-c/jackie1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-2498121176252390164</id><published>2011-11-27T21:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:57:50.456Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scotland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>a long time comin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;despite a recent bout of bad luck, November has been good to me. it's flown by in a flurry of lazy evenings and plan-making and Christmas shopping, and now it's almost over! December is creeping up, and I'm ready to greet it with anticipation and a fresh dose of holiday spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these boots, thank goodness, are not bad luck. I'll stick to the good kind from now on, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6414000521_c06f4d360f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6414000521_c06f4d360f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7150/6414016585_ea28408bae_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7150/6414016585_ea28408bae_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6413992435_d15925f478_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6413992435_d15925f478_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6414333185_0d2cecb44d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6414333185_0d2cecb44d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6414019169_b70005c21e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6414019169_b70005c21e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6413996765_18814e3889_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6413996765_18814e3889_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6413981765_c5427298ba_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6413981765_c5427298ba_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6414008485_7eda1fdd67_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6414008485_7eda1fdd67_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress + cardigan- forever 21 // tights- h&amp;amp;m // boots- seychelles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;well, today I promised to tell you the deportation story. I'm realizing now that it's a little depressing, very long, and not all that interesting after all, but a promise is a promise. so here goes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brando and I got engaged last June. at the time we were living in Halifax, with plans to move back to Newfoundland while we figured out where to go from there (you're going to need a little back story to understand why all the visa confusion and fuss).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;while we were home Brando applied to masters programs across Canada, and in the UK and Australia as well. we liked the idea of getting to travel and experience something new for a couple years. in a nutshell, Brandon didn't even find out he had gotten into school here till October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I say this to clarify that we had planned to get married well before we decided to move to the UK. this was a questionable subject for many people, including the border agency.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the decision to go to Scotland threw a bit of a wrench in the wedding planning, since we had decided on March early on, and Brando's school would now be starting in February. meaning our options were a) to plan the wedding in full before both of us moved to Scotland in January, or b) have me stay behind to finish planning- and save an extra plane ticket- until March. we chose option b, meaning the last two months of our engagement were very stressful and at times lonely. but the plan was for me to fly back to the UK with Brandon a couple days after we were married.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;here's where the complication starts; obviously to move to another country, one requires a visa, a permit to live and/or work there. these can be very hard to get. because Brando had already been accepted to university, he was a shoe-in. it was determined that I had a much better chance of getting into the country- and of paying slightly cheaper fees- if I applied for a visa as his dependant. this would still allow me to work while making it clear that I had a reason to be moving to the UK; Brandon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the thing about that was the timing was all wacked out. because you have to apply for a visa as far in advance as possible, but I was not planning on going till after the wedding, I was applying as a dependant while engaged. not married. this proved to be a great source of confusion for border control. they thought I was claiming to be &lt;i&gt;already&lt;/i&gt; married to Brandon without having any proof. so I was denied my visa. I tried contacting them to explain the situation, that we weren't married &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt; but we would be by the date I had hope to leave, but they said unfortunately I would just have to apply again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;which sucked big time for two reasons; one, it's really freaking expensive to apply for a visa. and there are only five cities across the whole of Canada where you can get your "biometrics" done (ie frackin' fingerprints taken), meaning I'd have to fly somewhere &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. for the second time. thus adding to the already high cost. two, the rejection didn't arrive till about two weeks before the wedding, so I wouldn't have time to reapply before then. meaning I couldn't move to the UK yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I guess this is where my mistake was made.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I decided that it was very depressing to get married to my fiance, who I hadn't actually seen for over two months, then say goodbye at the airport two days later, not knowing when I'd actually be with him again. so I decided to use the plane ticked I had already bought to go Scotland for a couple weeks, maybe take a trip to London, see our new home, then come back to Canada to reapply for my visa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;please bear in mind that I was never told by any of the many, many visa-application-people I talked to over this process that I could not go visit my husband in Scotland. no one mentioned that. proooobably should have mentioned that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it was also never mentioned by anyone at either of the airports we were in prior to landing in the UK. even though a person's entire passport history appears on the screen when you check into an international flight. no one told me I wasn't allowed to leave Canada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so I land in Heathrow airport, after an 18-hour flight and an all-nighter of packing up my apartment due to a last-minute flight change. we're both exhausted. I'm cranky. I haven't slept in a bed in two days, and had a very stressful wedding week before that. I had said a tearful goodbye to friends who I thought would be long gone by the time I returned. I was not happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;then the most horrible woman on earth finally told me what everyone else had forgotten to. once you have been denied a visa to a country, you cannot EVER visit that country again without one. even for a vacation. which was a complete shock to me because I had been to the UK three times before and never needed a visa. I have travelled enough to know that you can go to almost any country in the world and stay for 90 days without a visa. CANADIANS, which I AM, can stay in the UK for SIX MONTHS. I told this horrible, rude woman that I was only staying for three weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"yeah, right." she says.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;they THOUGHT I WAS TRYING TO SNEAK IN. from CANADA. helloooo, it's Canada, I'm not exactly a refugee. I'm not fleeing my country or trying to get in on the "land of opportunity," since the UK's economy is and was total shit. I'm in the freakin' commonwealth, for crap's sake. I was baffled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so I was&lt;i&gt; not &lt;/i&gt;allowed to journey on to Scotland, was separated from my newlywed husband, and put in a room with no windows or door handles on the inside. there were people sleeping on benches, some of whom had been there for days. there were awful fluorescent lights and locked interview rooms and people kept asking me if I wanted a sandwich. YOU'RE HOLDING ME CAPTIVE, I DO NOT WANT A FRIGGIN SANDWICH.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had no contact with anyone except my dad, through a pay phone, which I had to max out my credit card on because I had no British money. I wasn't allowed to have my computer or my book or my luggage or anything of comfort at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was there for nine hours. nine hours, after an all-nighter, an overnight flight across the atlantic sitting next to a creepy guy who wouldn't stop asking for peanuts, and fighting with a border agent who was not prepared to take a single word I said seriously.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had an "interview" to determine, basically, if they should kick me out or not, and I use the term interview lightly because the woman berated everything I had to say. she criticized my life choices, asked me why I didn't have more money, and rolled her eyes at me. it felt like crap. in the end I was deported from the UK without ever leaving the airport for three main reasons, and I shall dispute them in full.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;first, I apparently had "too much luggage." they cited this as proof that I was secretly planning on staying in the UK without a visa and living off the wages of my jobless, student husband. I will point out that I had&lt;i&gt; two suitcases&lt;/i&gt;. two. for three weeks. I know people who take one-week trips and take more luggage than that. I will also point out that obviously they think I'm an idiot who would first apply for a visa to alert the country of my intentions before trying to sneak in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;second, I could present no return ticket leaving the UK. ok, this I admit was a bit of an oversight on my part. we had planned to buy my ticket home after landing in Scotland, simply because there was no time to do everything beforehand. but I knew people who had done that before, and lots of people fly into a country and plan to leave some other way, like by train or something. it happens all the time, especially in Europe. people fly into London, take a train to Paris, fly to Spain, and so on. so again, I think this is a stupid reason.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;third, two tickets to an Eric Clapton concert were found on my person. yes, that was seriously one of the official reasons. not because they really hated Eric Clapton, but because the tickets were for May. they were a present for Brandon, but horrible woman thought I was obviously lying and the tickets were for me. because, she said, "no one buys two tickets as a present." well, I did. for Brandon. for Christmas. I happened to take them in my purse because we were travelling together. duh. who gives a person ONE ticket to a concert?? then he'd have to go alone!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and so, based on these clearly sound and logical arguments, I was sent back to Canada. they lead me around the airport in special passageways and drove me around in a van with cage on the windows that locked from the outside. they kept trying to make cheerful small talk with me. they told me I might just be flown to Toronto and have to find my way to Newfoundland on my own. gee, thanks. if you're gonna deport someone to a Country as big as Canada, at least get them close to their actual home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;anyways, after another 13 hours of flying, I arrived back where I had started just two days before. that's three whole days without a bed, mind you. I was functioning on a grand total of about four or five solid hours of sleep in 72. I landed in St. John's at 3am, fell into my sister's bed at 4, and slept till 5pm the next day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;then I had the unseemly task of facing everyone and explaining what happened. I felt stupid and depressed and was completely broke. and now I had to start the whole process over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but, as you can see, I survived.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and that, my friends, is the long and detailed account of how I was deported from the UK.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;tell it at dinner parties like it were your own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and congratulations if you finished this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/6972326726434509923-2498121176252390164?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2498121176252390164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-time-comin.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2498121176252390164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2498121176252390164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-time-comin.html' title='a long time comin&apos;'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-1718773171032218584</id><published>2011-11-26T22:47:00.010Z</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:36:48.224Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>these boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;sorry for my absence here the last few days! I promise I have a very good excuse. hubs and myself experience a little bout of bad luck, which I shall explain in this post, and attribute to what I have now dubbed my "bad luck boots."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6408250907_76ecf16bbf_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6408250907_76ecf16bbf_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6408246383_fddc320ce9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6408246383_fddc320ce9_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6408248807_91f8e1649f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6408248807_91f8e1649f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6408260191_45ea945056_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6408260191_45ea945056_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;first off, we decided to make the long trek to the beach on our mutual day off. it was a crisp, clear afternoon and we had nothing to do, so I thought the best option was to pay a visit to the ocean.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the bad luck began when, after a 45 minute walk, the very second our feet touched the sand- I kid you not- it started to rain. we grabbed some quick photos (yes it is raining in these) before it started to pour then took shelter in asda looking at Christmas decorations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but that's not the bad part.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the bad part came when we arrived at our door, wet and cold and hungry, and dear husband announced that he did not, in fact, have the keys as he told me he did. so we were locked out. which may sound like a relatively simple problem, except that we couldn't get hold of our landlord and a locksmith costs upwards of 100 quid (that's about $160).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;to save you the boring details, we wound up sleeping on a friend's couch that night and had to pay 50 quid to get in anyways because our landlord has no spare key. ouch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;AND I had to work really early the next morning so it has been an exhausting/slightly stressful week, to say the least. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6408253511_62cf5c754e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6408253511_62cf5c754e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6408267291_77ca7c5a97_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6408267291_77ca7c5a97_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6408269437_9bf89d2d27_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6408269437_9bf89d2d27_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6408257739_fb8b6cb561_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6408257739_fb8b6cb561_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6408265527_d1277216fa_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6408265527_d1277216fa_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6408256567_042b76b35c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6408256567_042b76b35c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6408273907_6d1d99d7e7_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6408273907_6d1d99d7e7_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;skirt- ruche // sweater, leggings, + hat- new look // gloves- posie row // boots- spring&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;what does this have to do with bad luck boots, you ask?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;well. obviously I was wearing them when this little incident happened. the last time I wore them for an extended period of time? I spent 9 hours in an airport security room and got deported from a country two days after my wedding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;these boots already carry bad memories. if next time I wear them I get fired or someone dies or Eric Bana makes another movie... it will be official.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and since this all ties in, tune in tomorrow to hear the famous deportation story! that's right folks, one night only...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6408263733_c1cfc6a932_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6408263733_c1cfc6a932_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7022/6408271827_083363672d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7022/6408271827_083363672d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so that's that, and I am back, and hopefully the coming week will go a little more smoothly. I have a lot planned for the blog! lots to catch up on, and lots of excitement coming up in December! I can't believe November is almost over already.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hope you're all having a great weekend!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: you &amp;amp; I- lady gaga&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-1718773171032218584?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1718773171032218584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/these-boots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1718773171032218584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1718773171032218584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/these-boots.html' title='these boots'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-2919004086296630066</id><published>2011-11-22T23:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T23:19:39.950Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>party rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;it's a little late for a weekend recap, but that's what I'm about to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worked something like six weekends straight now, so I don't really do much going out or adventuring. but this past friday was our friend Julia's birthday and she was throwing a J-themed party, so of course I just had to get costumed up and make an appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6103/6385714235_87038afa26_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6103/6385714235_87038afa26_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;may I present, Johnny Cash &amp;amp; June Carter. (it was the only "J" idea I could make with things I already owned!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsypJiCswWs/TswptJNKMnI/AAAAAAAACfg/AyuAqKpqIOA/s1600/IMG_1613.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsypJiCswWs/TswptJNKMnI/AAAAAAAACfg/AyuAqKpqIOA/s640/IMG_1613.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a jock, and the birthday girl!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6216/6385728431_3ed8096374_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6216/6385728431_3ed8096374_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;party people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6059/6385718389_6f9dc117f6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6059/6385718389_6f9dc117f6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;birthday girl went marker-crazy &amp;amp; gave us all love notes on our skin. // jigsaw puzzle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6058/6385721593_5bf5cceb7c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6058/6385721593_5bf5cceb7c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"johnnies" haha...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6096/6385723313_016e16cb30_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6096/6385723313_016e16cb30_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jim the gym instructor with Johnny // writing notes to the birthday lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6221/6385731387_0d5a031e7f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6221/6385731387_0d5a031e7f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a few girls made these hilarious "Julia" masks and went as her!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6214/6385726063_79b300cc90_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6214/6385726063_79b300cc90_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sing-a-long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the evening was cut short since I had to work early the next morning, but it was a fun party. I love costume parties, they're the best! any excuse to dress as June Carter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hope your week is off to a great start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: Jackson- June Carter + Johnny Cash&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/6972326726434509923-2919004086296630066?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2919004086296630066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/party-rock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2919004086296630066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2919004086296630066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/party-rock.html' title='party rock'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsypJiCswWs/TswptJNKMnI/AAAAAAAACfg/AyuAqKpqIOA/s72-c/IMG_1613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-4228932407866934691</id><published>2011-11-21T22:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:54:00.996Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>tis the season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I am officially 30 days away from the pure joy of going home for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people I interact with on a daily basis are annoyed, even off-put, by the recent appearance of Christmas music and decorations in public places. they are in fact quite vocal about their beliefs that Christmas should start no earlier than two weeks prior to the actual day (specific dates varied from person to person). I, however, find this stance both bubble-bursting and grinchy. I fully support the injection of cheer and anticipation into the mundane and increasingly dreary month of November. &amp;nbsp;I feel there is nothing wrong with looking forward to a season of festive parties and gorging on cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those who prefer to spend late autumn in a stupor of colourlessness and repetition, I am sorry you have no soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6031/6378865061_92282ebbc1_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6031/6378865061_92282ebbc1_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6221/6378828095_7492903429_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6221/6378828095_7492903429_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6107/6378808293_32121dfcd2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6107/6378808293_32121dfcd2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6019/6378839155_a729e5d4ec_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6019/6378839155_a729e5d4ec_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6037/6378832479_2617e3e754_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6037/6378832479_2617e3e754_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6237/6378818175_3db6e690fd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6237/6378818175_3db6e690fd_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;unfortunately Aberdeen's weather has not caught up to my feelings on the subject of seasons, so while fall colours seem to be slipping away crispness and snow has yet to arrive. it's almost that awkward, in-between time when the leaves turn yucky brown and the trees look like the haunted forest trees from the Hobbit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but the park will never lose it's charm as long as it has an abundance of puppies chasing tennis balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;park outings are all hubs and I have time for lately... not because of our hectic and exciting lives, but because it starts getting dark at 3. I'm less motivated to wander more than two feet from my couch when it's dark outside and everything closes at 5 anyways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;oh November, please be over soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6221/6378843863_a3d716f363_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6221/6378843863_a3d716f363_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6120/6378798311_c600eaf9cf_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6120/6378798311_c600eaf9cf_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6216/6378814195_ecd462d830_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6216/6378814195_ecd462d830_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6110/6378859581_5aae6c7736_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6110/6378859581_5aae6c7736_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6048/6378803013_06c9134bbd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6048/6378803013_06c9134bbd_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6091/6378906787_7cb82f3538_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6091/6378906787_7cb82f3538_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6044/6378853879_2fb51c3d10_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6044/6378853879_2fb51c3d10_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- vintage // tights- &lt;a href="http://www.welovecolors.com/"&gt;we love colors&lt;/a&gt; // boots- second hand &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/"&gt;forever 21&lt;/a&gt; // belt- rw&amp;amp;co // circle scarf- pseudio // carousel earrings- Dublin craft market&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I really wish I had a job where I could wear whatever I wanted. I think people really take that for granted, haha. honestly, the thing I miss most about school (other than feeling like I had some purpose in life) is getting to choose an outfit every day and wearing heels. it's hard deciding what to wear on my days off cause my closet looks so sad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so that's my new dream. to have a job that does not involve me dressing entirely in one store's clothes. I think that's pretty attainable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;well, hope you're all enjoying November and your varied outfits. time to get back to my Gilmore Girls and chip's challenge. peace out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: blindsided- bon iver&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/6972326726434509923-4228932407866934691?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4228932407866934691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/tis-season.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/4228932407866934691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/4228932407866934691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/tis-season.html' title='tis the season...'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-688743825046206850</id><published>2011-11-19T21:14:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:39:16.944Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hollywood holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>just like Grace Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;lately one of my hobbies is to troll the internet- pinterest, specifically- for captivating photos of old Hollywood stars. the men for their charm and class, the women for their mesmerizing good looks! I'm just so inspired by the classic starlet, with her poise and polish and impeccable style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to find a way to talk more about film on this blog, because it really is one of my passions and I'd love to share more thoughts on movies and the like. it's a big part of my life, and I love to write about it. so for starters, I'm going to share a little holiday inspiration, Hollywood style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, I could call it "Hollywood Holidays." catchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll name one of my favourite classic movie stars, talk about what makes (made?) their style unique, and share some ideas of how you can reinvent their style for your holiday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up first is a lady who I am agonizingly envious of for her innate ladylike-ness; true beaut Grace Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kPRHVWjJvyw/Tsg-p54_DTI/AAAAAAAACfI/qE8fHsGN3Zg/s1600/Grace_Kelly_-_High_Society.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kPRHVWjJvyw/Tsg-p54_DTI/AAAAAAAACfI/qE8fHsGN3Zg/s640/Grace_Kelly_-_High_Society.jpg" width="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;just the name "Grace Kelly" is synonymous with beauty and elegance. there's not a woman on earth who doesn't die a little inside when looking at that gorgeous face (come on now). but beyond being so darn naturally gifted in the looks department, she was a perfect picture of taste and star style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;key words when emanating Grace Kelly style are sophisticated, demure, and feminine. she was known for wearing light, airy fabrics, like chiffon, silk, and tulle. dresses emphasized her tiny waist and shoulders, so strapless, off-the-shoulder necklines, and spaghetti straps are encouraged. her look was simple, clean, and modest, but stunning at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPBRAzk-Nv0/TsWSfuwiqoI/AAAAAAAACfA/ui-vjm5OyJo/s1600/gracekelly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="820" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPBRAzk-Nv0/TsWSfuwiqoI/AAAAAAAACfA/ui-vjm5OyJo/s640/gracekelly.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;whatever she wore you could rest assured Grace Kelly always looked like the Princess she was; enchanting. she was effortlessly classy and endlessly sophisticated. perfectly suited to her name, she was the epitome of grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to channel Princess Grace at your holiday soiree, here are a couple ways to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6L446qFFQY/Tsg-rvYgalI/AAAAAAAACfY/OUxz-RjthaQ/s1600/gracedresses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="356" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6L446qFFQY/Tsg-rvYgalI/AAAAAAAACfY/OUxz-RjthaQ/s640/gracedresses.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/shop/dresses/holiday-sneak-peek-exquisitely-edgy-dress"&gt;&lt;i&gt;modcloth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; // 2. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/82333885/vintage-cocktail-dress-vicky-vaughn?ref=sr_gallery_18&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=black+%26+white+party+dress&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=GB&amp;amp;ga_search_type=vintage&amp;amp;ga_facet=vintage"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Vintage Studio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; // 3. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/shop/dresses/cherry-cordially-invited-dress"&gt;&lt;i&gt;modcloth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; // 4. Etsy (accidentally lost the link! sorry)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrbnPt7sMzA/Tsg-q5PnZXI/AAAAAAAACfM/MihagsVJ84g/s1600/graceacc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="418" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrbnPt7sMzA/Tsg-q5PnZXI/AAAAAAAACfM/MihagsVJ84g/s640/graceacc.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a lightweight cape, tasteful shoes, gloves &amp;amp; pearls (of course) are necessities.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;now go listen to Mika and pick out your party outfit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;love love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;playing: skinny love- bon iver (can't stop...)&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/6972326726434509923-688743825046206850?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/688743825046206850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-like-grace-kelly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/688743825046206850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/688743825046206850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-like-grace-kelly.html' title='just like Grace Kelly'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kPRHVWjJvyw/Tsg-p54_DTI/AAAAAAAACfI/qE8fHsGN3Zg/s72-c/Grace_Kelly_-_High_Society.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-5872578422064744558</id><published>2011-11-16T19:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-16T19:20:07.922Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>black &amp; yellow black &amp; yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I found a new outfit for my yellow shoes. I am quite pleased. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6112/6351155598_d7b922ee7e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6112/6351155598_d7b922ee7e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6039/6350384405_251c3cfe07_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6039/6350384405_251c3cfe07_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6238/6351147738_372804d26c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6238/6351147738_372804d26c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6044/6351141958_83c69995f0_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6044/6351141958_83c69995f0_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got this romper when I went to Calgary to submit my visa application. that's as in, entry visa to the UK, not visa credit card. you'd be surprised how many people are confused by that. anywho, I thought the romper was quite kitschy cute, and even though it hasn't been featured on this blog yet, I have worn it several times. it was one of my featured outfits when I got deported and lived out of one suitcase for a few weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;did I ever tell you my getting deported story? hmm. maybe I will sometime. in retrospect it's rather funny. in a sitcom episode type way, not a laugh out loud sort of way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6054/6350372315_90fecee4f3_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6054/6350372315_90fecee4f3_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6106/6351137718_eb66434cd5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6106/6351137718_eb66434cd5_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6118/6350378991_12ed199c49_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6118/6350378991_12ed199c49_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6097/6350388283_fd6fea67a8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6097/6350388283_fd6fea67a8_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;romper- forever21 // lace bodysuit + tights- american apparel // shoes- ebay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sure it's clear by now that I go through phases of what colour combinations I really like. a while ago it was pastels. I was very into an Alice-in-Wonderland aura. then it was jewel tones and rich colours. recently I have been very into purple. now I'm moving into a "black &amp;amp; white and one other colour" phase, like a mod sixties look. I don't know what triggers these things. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;we shall see where this new phase takes us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: Michael McIntyre dvd!&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-5872578422064744558?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5872578422064744558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-yellow-black-yellow.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/5872578422064744558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/5872578422064744558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-yellow-black-yellow.html' title='black &amp; yellow black &amp; yellow'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6112/6351155598_d7b922ee7e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-8927837440201116337</id><published>2011-11-14T21:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:15:25.596Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ps. I have officially changed my blog over to Christmas design.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;time to be jolly, bitches!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6972326726434509923-8927837440201116337?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8927837440201116337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/8927837440201116337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/8927837440201116337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-7934366086652291498</id><published>2011-11-14T20:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:03:37.010Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>black velvet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Scottish weather has been keeping me close to home lately. and I mean that in two senses; that it reminds me of Newfoundland, and that I never stray far from my apartment building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this playground (if one can call it that) is just outside our building. I have only seen a kid play in it once, and it made me sad. something about it is so creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the eerie, rundown, abandoned aura it exudes. like,&amp;nbsp;this is what I feel a playground would look like after a zombie apocalypse. appropriate setting for a few outfit pictures since I am loving The Walking Dead right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course in the even of an actual zombie apocalypse I would certainly not wear heels. unlike those many stupid women in action-adventure movies who feel safe running from various dangers and disasters in stilettos, I would definitely feel better about sprinting and dodging in flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6049/6344202787_28ef4032d6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6049/6344202787_28ef4032d6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6230/6344943516_48e0f310b0_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6230/6344943516_48e0f310b0_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6240/6344948900_72cef28d3f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6240/6344948900_72cef28d3f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6240/6344952634_c9c4c0cf46_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6240/6344952634_c9c4c0cf46_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6041/6344940806_6c57304b1e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6041/6344940806_6c57304b1e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6225/6344196759_75bebffb45_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6225/6344196759_75bebffb45_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;on a different note, I feel like I should do a little recap of the past week, because it's been pretty good! so here goes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;wednesday was Brando's birthday! I had the day off and he did mostly, so we spent it walking around the city center. we had lunch and egg nog lattes at Starbucks, browsed a bookshop for ages, then went to a matinee movie. just had a chill day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;on thursday we had an informal French lesson at the home of our new Parisienne friend. there was a group of us and we practiced our French sounds and took notes and then ate crepes! it was lovely, and I'm really looking forward to next week. I'm so happy to finally be practicing my French again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;last night we had his birthday party. it was pretty low key, just friends over for drinks + pizza. but it was great fun! we played some silly games and had a few laughs. &amp;nbsp;hubs and me are saving the real celebration for our trip to London, which is what I got him for his b-day(that, a box of dream-alicious cupcakes, and a homemade card). I knew he had to see the city in all its Christmas glory.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6056/6344205089_f67d3a4d98_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6056/6344205089_f67d3a4d98_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6222/6344198731_325fe527b3_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6222/6344198731_325fe527b3_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6098/6344944524_b8f280651f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6098/6344944524_b8f280651f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6344201535_9926b28e53_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6344201535_9926b28e53_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6102/6344198177_5c30d19e2e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6102/6344198177_5c30d19e2e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6095/6344942450_00ed8e953f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6095/6344942450_00ed8e953f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- gift // velvet jacket- etsy // belt + tights- american apparel // shoes- aldo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've been dying over this one velvet jacket for-ev-or, and when I got an unexpected tax return a couple weeks ago I decided to give in. it was only $30, after all. I was so happy when it arrived! I want to wear it with everything. it's more feminine than my long black blazer, and fancier than a cardigan. love.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sure you'll be seeing a lot of it in the future. tis the season for velvet, after all! velvet... and zombies. seems to be the overarching theme of this post. wow, my mind does wander.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: still haven't found what I'm looking for- u2&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-7934366086652291498?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/7934366086652291498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-velvet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/7934366086652291498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/7934366086652291498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-velvet.html' title='black velvet'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6049/6344202787_28ef4032d6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-6740403769347945141</id><published>2011-11-12T23:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:49:37.204Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>hey big spender...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I thought since posts have been a little slow lately that I'd finally take the time to really introduce my little &lt;a href="http://petitplacardshop.blogspot.com/"&gt;shop my closet&lt;/a&gt; feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of bloggers have one of these shops, and I think it's a fun way to get rid of things you don't wear anymore and share with your readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, I have major pack rat issues, so getting rid of an item of clothing takes a lot of convincing. several pros-and-cons lists have been made in the past. I have too often found that when I finally decide to give up on something that I just don't wear enough, the perfect occasion on which to wear it arrises very soon after. this makes me very distraught. hence the reluctance to give up anything remotely wearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, I have pulled myself together just enough to get over my irrational fears and put some of my treasures up for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a few items that are available right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOYfDg8dvzQ/Tr7_H9HCWMI/AAAAAAAACdM/oq3-Jk0_k6k/s1600/shopcol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOYfDg8dvzQ/Tr7_H9HCWMI/AAAAAAAACdM/oq3-Jk0_k6k/s1600/shopcol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. purple betty dress //&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. degrassi pink skirt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. prairie pumpkin dress //&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. girl about town dress&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. goldenrod sweater //&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. lady gray blazer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. victorian booties //&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. retro white wedges&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9. crinoline/petticoat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please note that not everything in the photos is for sale- I just wanted to show each item's true potential by making a pretty outfit for it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on adding a couple items a week till my wardrobe is down to a more manageable size. it's going to get harder and harder to give things up each week! but hopefully the shop will just keep getting better and a lovely reader will find something they like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check back in a little while to see what else is up for grabs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that I'm done this, I get a cookie!&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: killer queen- queen&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-6740403769347945141?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6740403769347945141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/hey-big-spender.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6740403769347945141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6740403769347945141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/hey-big-spender.html' title='hey big spender...'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOYfDg8dvzQ/Tr7_H9HCWMI/AAAAAAAACdM/oq3-Jk0_k6k/s72-c/shopcol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-896012680434699174</id><published>2011-11-11T23:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:51:33.964Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>please remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In Flanders fields the poppies blow&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Between the crosses, row on row,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That mark our place; and in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The larks, still bravely singing, fly&lt;br /&gt;Scarce heard amid the guns below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the Dead. Short days ago&lt;br /&gt;We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Loved and were loved, and now we lie,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In Flanders fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take up our quarrel with the foe:&lt;br /&gt;To you from failing hands we throw&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The torch; be yours to hold it high.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If ye break faith with us who die&lt;br /&gt;We shall not sleep, though poppies grow&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In Flanders fields.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vjU0dCV6CFs/Tr20HmdQqvI/AAAAAAAACdE/7NaJy6_fCKs/s1600/11_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vjU0dCV6CFs/Tr20HmdQqvI/AAAAAAAACdE/7NaJy6_fCKs/s1600/11_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lest We Forget.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;ps. I'm sorry for the complete lack of posts lately. life's been busy, and hours of daylight for pictures are few and far between. I'm working on things for the coming week though! hold tight. xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6972326726434509923-896012680434699174?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/896012680434699174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/please-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/896012680434699174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/896012680434699174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/please-remember.html' title='please remember'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vjU0dCV6CFs/Tr20HmdQqvI/AAAAAAAACdE/7NaJy6_fCKs/s72-c/11_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-6201883294831516005</id><published>2011-11-07T23:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:58:37.402Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>I've got a feeling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;October went by far too fast. I plan on savouring November while it still counts as autumn, so I've been playing in the leaves a lot more. well, mostly just kicking them as I walk by. but I always giggle a little, so that constitutes playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing, frolicking, general merriment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6056/6324005460_6a3bea698a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6056/6324005460_6a3bea698a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6324012514_a01a950cba_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6324012514_a01a950cba_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6033/6323994362_2bd85128d6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6033/6323994362_2bd85128d6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6118/6324001448_1c07f9ba8c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6118/6324001448_1c07f9ba8c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6212/6324009188_67361facfc_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6212/6324009188_67361facfc_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6095/6323489081_03c037375c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6095/6323489081_03c037375c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/"&gt;modcloth&lt;/a&gt; // tights- american apparel // belt- from another dress // shoes- forever 21&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this dress isn't necessarily made for frolicking in the park, but it's comfy and never fails to make me feel pretty; two qualities that are essential in making one feel like a woodland fairy princess. which is basically how I always want to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6056/6323491439_3f5fedcb16_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6058/6323486369_30f85061d8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6058/6323486369_30f85061d8_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6051/6323987922_1fe629c9c0_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6051/6323987922_1fe629c9c0_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6220/6323461177_258bcb6303_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6220/6323461177_258bcb6303_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6324022086_c8a85f4a6e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6324022086_c8a85f4a6e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6213/6323991792_b46b5aeee3_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6213/6323991792_b46b5aeee3_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it's not really warm enough anymore to be traipsing around in short sleeves. I was more appropriately dressed in the photo below, when which is a more accurate depiction of what I wear when I'm outside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;cold weather always brings more outfit photo challenges. that, and it starts to get dark here at 4. these pictures were taken as the sun was going down- around 3 in the afternoon. yikes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it's getting to be that time of year when time is best&amp;nbsp;spent curled up under a blanket on the couch, and hot chocolate is a necessity. with little marshmallows. sometimes the ever-shortening days are a little sad, but often I find them comforting. sleepy and cozy and cookie-encouraging. like I'm preparing for winter hibernation or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like November is going to be a good month.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: easy living- Billie Holiday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6054/6324006556_5d57fe3338_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6054/6324006556_5d57fe3338_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6972326726434509923-6201883294831516005?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6201883294831516005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/ive-got-feeling.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6201883294831516005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6201883294831516005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/ive-got-feeling.html' title='I&apos;ve got a feeling...'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6056/6324005460_6a3bea698a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-9204605486154020294</id><published>2011-11-06T22:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:37:57.646Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><title type='text'>killing me softly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;the internet is cruel to those of us addicted to pretty dresses.&lt;br /&gt;here are a few that are breaking my heart right now. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ertHOrp70Y/Trb99vUB5bI/AAAAAAAACaM/Fq1ZT-ANJSs/s1600/dresses2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ertHOrp70Y/Trb99vUB5bI/AAAAAAAACaM/Fq1ZT-ANJSs/s640/dresses2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://redvelvetshop.myshopify.com/"&gt;Red Velvet&lt;/a&gt; has some of the cutest dresses I've ever seen. I'm in love. and the styling is killer too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bPTrPIWTyMM/Trb-BUXHtjI/AAAAAAAACak/2dgHDyAr9gM/s1600/dresses6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bPTrPIWTyMM/Trb-BUXHtjI/AAAAAAAACak/2dgHDyAr9gM/s640/dresses6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://leblogdebetty.com/"&gt;Betty&lt;/a&gt; always looks smashing, but this lovely, classic dress of hers is a favourite look of mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kkkmq9VgR8/Trb-Dso49_I/AAAAAAAACa0/MLxZtGFDkGw/s1600/dresses8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kkkmq9VgR8/Trb-Dso49_I/AAAAAAAACa0/MLxZtGFDkGw/s640/dresses8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gorgeous dresses from great places to shop. (&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://shabbyapple.com/"&gt;shabby apple&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/"&gt;asos&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/"&gt;modcloth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nSbbMymwSY/Trb-ACzX2fI/AAAAAAAACac/OO-JLFR9ZO0/s1600/dresses4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="522" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nSbbMymwSY/Trb-ACzX2fI/AAAAAAAACac/OO-JLFR9ZO0/s640/dresses4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Etsy dresses RULE. I am &lt;i&gt;devastated &lt;/i&gt;that I don't fit into this! (&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/85337350/50s-tuxedo-dress-vintage-1950s-striped?ref=sr_gallery_21&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=teal+striped+dress&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_page=2&amp;amp;ga_search_type=vintage&amp;amp;ga_facet=vintage"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Vintage Studio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x07OcQ2y6Ko/Trb9-lTRwmI/AAAAAAAACaU/NQN7iNzsAf8/s1600/dresses3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="526" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x07OcQ2y6Ko/Trb9-lTRwmI/AAAAAAAACaU/NQN7iNzsAf8/s640/dresses3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;another favourite from the Vintage Studio. beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEPEIHqfjyk/Trb-Ck4NHyI/AAAAAAAACas/tYcKa7nUCg4/s1600/dresses7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEPEIHqfjyk/Trb-Ck4NHyI/AAAAAAAACas/tYcKa7nUCg4/s640/dresses7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thevintagevalley.com/"&gt;Ally&lt;/a&gt; is the loveliest, and this asos dress is stunning on her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp8y7f0LIHg/Trb981g7s1I/AAAAAAAACaE/YcUS8QJwnYo/s1600/dresses1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp8y7f0LIHg/Trb981g7s1I/AAAAAAAACaE/YcUS8QJwnYo/s640/dresses1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abeautifulmess.typepad.com/"&gt;Elsie&lt;/a&gt;'s not only creative as heck, she has the &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt; style! these are like my dream outfits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: little bird- Annie Lennox&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/6972326726434509923-9204605486154020294?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/9204605486154020294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/killing-me-softly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/9204605486154020294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/9204605486154020294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/killing-me-softly.html' title='killing me softly'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ertHOrp70Y/Trb99vUB5bI/AAAAAAAACaM/Fq1ZT-ANJSs/s72-c/dresses2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-1732591902701239911</id><published>2011-11-04T21:59:00.104Z</published><updated>2011-11-05T01:34:01.167Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>dressed to kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;so now that Halloween is over, I can get on to what really matters; irritating you with constant Christmas-themed posts!&lt;br /&gt;COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is going to be even more exciting/happy for me this year because it'll be a much bigger deal to go home. I like the UK, but sometimes I find myself missing the familiarity of home. Brandon and I also recently booked a short trip to London just before the holidays, which I am STOKED for! there's nothing better than London at Christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, what I'm trying to say is I've been thinking and feeling festive quite a lot, and one of the subjects that has crossed my mind several times is my holiday wardrobe. I feel like the holidays are a nice excuse to look special everyday. and with an abundance of seasonal festivities to attend, there's always an excuse to get a pretty dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put together a list of some seasonal trends that I like this year, and both regular and vintage dresses that fit them. fancy party dresses can be super expensive considering you only wear them once a year, but there are plenty of cheaper (&amp;amp;vintage!) options if you look! just do an Etsy search of the criteria you want, and voila- dresses up the wazoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vintage &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; be pricey sometimes, too, but at least you'll never wind up with the same outfit as someone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNs7cAcJKNk/TrSNGIBeZYI/AAAAAAAACZU/EgO6m0rE7EU/s1600/xmasdress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNs7cAcJKNk/TrSNGIBeZYI/AAAAAAAACZU/EgO6m0rE7EU/s640/xmasdress.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;who doesn't love a flash of red at Christmas time? add a little lace and you're the classiest lady at the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;etsy key words: black lace dress &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcWWv5REl6Y/TrSNKfS8iwI/AAAAAAAACZ0/b_T_BmK7JsQ/s1600/xmasdress5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcWWv5REl6Y/TrSNKfS8iwI/AAAAAAAACZ0/b_T_BmK7JsQ/s640/xmasdress5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;peach tones might not scream Christmas, but I'm seeing a lot of pale colours in the party wear sections of shops. besides, add a few silver accessories and maybe a fur collar, and you've got a cute &amp;amp; unexpected ensemble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;etsy key words: 50s lace dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbJawpMSJgw/TrSNJGbPuvI/AAAAAAAACZs/gGXwlXTzlFw/s1600/xmasdress4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbJawpMSJgw/TrSNJGbPuvI/AAAAAAAACZs/gGXwlXTzlFw/s640/xmasdress4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when in doubt, go for the classic LBD with a 50s-inspired twist. fuller skirts seem so much more festive! (and a red belt never hurts.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;etsy key words: 50s black chiffon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gMdu0PkfrYE/TrSNHaox6EI/AAAAAAAACZc/DuPeoHJ-UtU/s1600/xmasdress2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="452" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gMdu0PkfrYE/TrSNHaox6EI/AAAAAAAACZc/DuPeoHJ-UtU/s640/xmasdress2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;leopard print is, like, all the rage. I'm not usually a huge fan of animal prints, but something about this just works for winter. wear with black tights &amp;amp; a beehive for a touch of class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;etsy key words: leopard print dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uIP2e-UhO8/TrSNIDOHX2I/AAAAAAAACZk/eGe2tYNNe9I/s1600/xmasdress3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uIP2e-UhO8/TrSNIDOHX2I/AAAAAAAACZk/eGe2tYNNe9I/s640/xmasdress3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if Christmas were a fabric, it would be green velvet. so luxurious and girly; perfect with gold embellishments. definitely one of my FAVES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;etsy key words: green velvet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJNcX5zSaQc/TrSNLeLIbrI/AAAAAAAACZ8/1Z47jxQN_Jg/s1600/xmasdress6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJNcX5zSaQc/TrSNLeLIbrI/AAAAAAAACZ8/1Z47jxQN_Jg/s640/xmasdress6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;what's a party without a little glitz? I gave two options for vintage here; the first because it's so fun and glam, the second because it's so darn art-deco-fabulous! just picture it with a side chignon and burgundy pumps- all class.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;etsy key words: gold sequin dress, silver sequins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hope everyone finds a reason to dress up for the holidays! let the Christmas countdown commence; 44 days (40 till I go home!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;love + hoping you don't think I'm nuts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: something in the water- Brook Fraser&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-1732591902701239911?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1732591902701239911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/dressed-to-kill.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1732591902701239911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1732591902701239911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/dressed-to-kill.html' title='dressed to kill'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNs7cAcJKNk/TrSNGIBeZYI/AAAAAAAACZU/EgO6m0rE7EU/s72-c/xmasdress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-1037473581910519868</id><published>2011-11-02T23:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:43:41.447Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>that thing you do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;so today is what I would call a pretty successful day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normally I squander my days away from work in pyjamas, watching tv shows online, and trolling twitter like my life depended on it. I really&lt;i&gt; really&lt;/i&gt; enjoy a day of doing absolutely nothing. but I usually feel terrible afterwards, and that's how I know I have not yet crossed the line into completely unmotivated loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, I actually did things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6307796896_d1f1c73b9d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6307796896_d1f1c73b9d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6113/6307279023_6528d5555b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6113/6307279023_6528d5555b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6053/6307300395_9dcec24ed6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6053/6307300395_9dcec24ed6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6217/6307285025_56fc05f5ae_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6217/6307285025_56fc05f5ae_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got up long before noon(!) and was fully clothed- with hair done- and out the door by my usual breakfast time. I went to the park for a walk, took a few photos, saw a few doggies. I love going to the park this time of year. it's not over-crowded with horny teenagers and gangs of skater kids. instead it's full of pretty leaves and people walking their dogs, who always want to come over for a tummy rub (the dogs, not their owners. thank goodness).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6226/6307803258_7d1521a7e2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6226/6307803258_7d1521a7e2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6120/6307276979_3ca39d388a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6120/6307276979_3ca39d388a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6111/6307804960_dde9160f87_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6111/6307804960_dde9160f87_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6107/6307794890_4a0ffed78d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6107/6307794890_4a0ffed78d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;after I walked home I watched last night's Glee (FINALLY. dying without new tv, here). it was a bit of a disappointment. but the afternoon picked up when Brandon got home with chicken sandwiches and we went Christmas window-shopping! as in, looked for potential gifts, but did not buy anything. I'm allowed to be excited for Christmas now, Halloween's over. shut up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6307287867_a904e4645b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6307287867_a904e4645b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4zQcLckD18/TrHr_TW1ocI/AAAAAAAACXE/a0A_g-qiJrY/s1600/IMG_1209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4zQcLckD18/TrHr_TW1ocI/AAAAAAAACXE/a0A_g-qiJrY/s640/IMG_1209.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- vintage // tights- american apparel // jacket- primark // scarf- h&amp;amp;m // shoes- ebay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;finally topped the day off with my first egg nog latte of the year and a viewing of Breakfast at Tiffany's. and now here we are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this outfit, by the way, did not turn out how I had planned. I keep trying to find ways to wear these patent yellow heels (which at the time of purchase seemed to go flawlessly with everything I owned) but I can't seem to fit them into a fall wardrobe of layers. I mean they go perfectly with a zillion dress+tights combos, but anything more looks too busy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;anyways, I also couldn't find like ANYTHING I planned on wearing so I ended up throwing this jacket on at the last minute. I don't like that it looks like I'm wearing three primary colours here. but please note that in person the jacket can appear to be brown, so I was going for neutral.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;red dress + yellow heels is a killer combo, though. and it was a dece day anyhow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;well, back to the ol' grindstone tomorrow, friends, but I feel pretty good about this day off. hopefully it will get me through the next four non-days off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;lots of love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: wicked game- HIM&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-1037473581910519868?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1037473581910519868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/that-thing-you-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1037473581910519868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1037473581910519868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/that-thing-you-do.html' title='that thing you do'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6307796896_d1f1c73b9d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-4428703884633726334</id><published>2011-11-01T01:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-01T01:59:43.169Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><title type='text'>I'm blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;happy halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you caught my previous post with the clues, you might have/probably guessed that this year I was an Avatar. well, technically I was a Na-vi, but I don't want to sound like a complete dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having trouble coming up with an affordable costume idea, and my friend Ciara asked if I wanted to be an Avatar character with her. I freaking love that movie, so of course I accepted the challenge. a couple jars of body paint and one trip to Primark later, and this is what I came up with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6223/6300355603_b0e3666a81_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6223/6300355603_b0e3666a81_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6108/6300358307_f34fb5c112_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6108/6300358307_f34fb5c112_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;these things always end up looking better in your head... but after 3+ hours of braiding my own hair and painting myself blue with tiny sponges I wasn't exactly patient enough to do detailed makeup work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hubs and I went to a Halloween party at a friend's house, which was hella fun. and there were some great costumes! absolutely everyone was dressed up. a few were kind of Britain-specific so you may have to google some names if you're really &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; curious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;my camera died pretty early on in the evening, but I still snagged a few top snaps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6106/6300895664_978a0a72f9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6106/6300895664_978a0a72f9_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my Avatar buddy, Ciara (who obviously was a little more patient with her makeup application...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6056/6300376163_46040f1daf_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6056/6300376163_46040f1daf_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kaitlin as Medusa, Brandon as Frankie Cocozza, and Julia as Wally (what the British call Waldo). there were more than a few photos with this Where's Wally theme, and I find them hilarious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6057/6300381977_5b99f13744_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6057/6300381977_5b99f13744_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Dude abides.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6093/6300898738_0ff901f2ed_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6093/6300898738_0ff901f2ed_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Phillip (Donncha) and Terrence (Ian) from South Park&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6042/6300369337_50215ae945_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6042/6300369337_50215ae945_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a witch (Cheryl), the dude (Niall), and an Avatar. where's Wally? (this Wally is Kelly!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6049/6300905174_0d1efe7e10_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6049/6300905174_0d1efe7e10_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Helen and Sarah as Jedward&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6105/6300378221_b816944084_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6105/6300378221_b816944084_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a shark attack(Duncan), rag doll (Nicki), loofa (Zoe haha), and a pirate (Grace)!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6031/6300360705_611ea4a27d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6031/6300360705_611ea4a27d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;several cool cats and one British costume I don't even know (Donncha's bro)... also, where's Wally??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6033/6300374465_e7cfdbf92c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6033/6300374465_e7cfdbf92c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frankie and Edward Ciderhands; HIMYM reference, anyone? (Tighearnach. yeah that's his name. try and pronounce that, North Americans.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6120/6300383105_7ee0efdc6d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="434" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6120/6300383105_7ee0efdc6d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me and the lovely boys from Dragon Ball Z (Amon) and Jersey Shore (Billy)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it was great fun. can't wait to see everyone else's costumes once we all recover from the craziness of Halloweekend. (yes, I coined that. did I? maybe not. I could have though.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;thanks October, it's been a slice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: the Monster Mash&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6972326726434509923-4428703884633726334?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4428703884633726334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-blue.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/4428703884633726334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/4428703884633726334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-blue.html' title='I&apos;m blue'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6223/6300355603_b0e3666a81_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-7243935383187696389</id><published>2011-10-30T23:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-10-31T23:18:42.248Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><title type='text'>whoooo are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQq8PfavRQs/Tq8rOoGeT3I/AAAAAAAACWc/R9bloxt4wBI/s1600/IMG_1144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQq8PfavRQs/Tq8rOoGeT3I/AAAAAAAACWc/R9bloxt4wBI/s400/IMG_1144.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t3uyCLOq9AQ/Tq8rd6Xs1vI/AAAAAAAACWk/nKkaWQH5kJ4/s1600/IMG_1146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t3uyCLOq9AQ/Tq8rd6Xs1vI/AAAAAAAACWk/nKkaWQH5kJ4/s400/IMG_1146.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lHXfz1o0n7E/Tq8rtDerimI/AAAAAAAACWs/ovglpS70d1g/s1600/IMG_1147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lHXfz1o0n7E/Tq8rtDerimI/AAAAAAAACWs/ovglpS70d1g/s400/IMG_1147.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWVKLR4V3fE/Tq8r7W73_yI/AAAAAAAACW0/XyaQcKhd7TM/s1600/IMG_1148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="630" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWVKLR4V3fE/Tq8r7W73_yI/AAAAAAAACW0/XyaQcKhd7TM/s640/IMG_1148.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fm_gGhf4mI/Tq8r9WPCAMI/AAAAAAAACW8/KKuUSun8L28/s1600/IMG_1153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fm_gGhf4mI/Tq8r9WPCAMI/AAAAAAAACW8/KKuUSun8L28/s400/IMG_1153.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you guess what I was for halloween?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;you'll find out later!&lt;br /&gt;what are you guys being/were you?&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/6972326726434509923-7243935383187696389?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/7243935383187696389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/whoooo-are-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/7243935383187696389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/7243935383187696389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/whoooo-are-you.html' title='whoooo are you?'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQq8PfavRQs/Tq8rOoGeT3I/AAAAAAAACWc/R9bloxt4wBI/s72-c/IMG_1144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-6126948695528619894</id><published>2011-10-28T22:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T01:52:12.147+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>orange is young, full of daring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;after the randomness of yesterday's post, I thought I'd get back to regularly scheduled programming with the beginning of Halloween weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do happen to be working &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; weekend (boy oh boy), but I figured I could still get in the spirit and do a little pumpkin-carving and creepy-movie-watching.&lt;br /&gt;here are some before and after (and during) photos of our jack-o-lantern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6118/6289859907_7476eb08d2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6118/6289859907_7476eb08d2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6105/6289861969_77d9cb879b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6105/6289861969_77d9cb879b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6091/6289862843_9edc8521d7_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6091/6289862843_9edc8521d7_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- mango // tights- american apparel // shoes- miz mooz // scarf- pseudio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6289860899_2baf2645b5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6289860899_2baf2645b5_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6211/6290383218_bf14b580a4_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6211/6290383218_bf14b580a4_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6019/6290384284_a777be55a7_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6019/6290384284_a777be55a7_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6290385084_ac49eec09d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6290385084_ac49eec09d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;there you have it! a Sarah King original design.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I rather like him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I pointed out to Brando that this is, to my knowledge and recollection, my first pumpkin carving. next year we're going to do one each. my friend Greg and I once found a book about crazy cool jack-o-lanterns and the things can get pretty creative.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;oh, and my dress is perfect for this season. it's black cats on orange circles, so it kinda looks like they're sitting on pumpkins! I love this dress and the lighting wasn't very good for pictures, so I will definitely be wearing it again soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;happy weekending!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;love love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: foreplay/long time- boston&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-6126948695528619894?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6126948695528619894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/orange-is-young-full-of-daring.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6126948695528619894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6126948695528619894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/orange-is-young-full-of-daring.html' title='orange is young, full of daring'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6118/6289859907_7476eb08d2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-9104688758885826551</id><published>2011-10-27T23:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:27:42.457+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;ok, I'm going to do something that I've never done here before.&lt;br /&gt;rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rant a lot in real life. I like to yell and laugh at the same time, whilst making what some might consider a witty observation. I consider myself somewhat of a more hormonal, less political, lady &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=rick+mercer+rant&amp;amp;aq=1z&amp;amp;oq=rick+mer"&gt;Rick Mercer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't put these thoughts into writing because the humour doesn't really come across and I tend to curse. but I will make a special exception for a topic that has ticked me off on several occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you would like the go on reading this, please forgive the mild language. there. you have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my issue, dear friends, is with pictures and statements like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7VEoaf8dEXw/TqoFEjeDVSI/AAAAAAAACVs/LvDdvtICCp8/s1600/319217_298384623524331_205344452828349_1145344_581779557_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="528" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7VEoaf8dEXw/TqoFEjeDVSI/AAAAAAAACVs/LvDdvtICCp8/s640/319217_298384623524331_205344452828349_1145344_581779557_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;comment underneath:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This may be where it starts for little girls. Parents, think about the messages your children receive.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I would like to entitle this rant "fuck off and leave Disney alone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;disclaimer: yes, I am probably biased. this is an opinion. on a personal blog. please no ridiculous freak-outs. no one's making you read this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sick of hearing things from "concerned" members of society about how Disney movies, specifically Disney princesses, perpetuate the idea that a girl can only get ahead in this world by being beautiful and subsequently finding a (preferably rich) man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so many problems with this pathetic accusation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first&lt;/b&gt;, if you have ever seen a Disney movie, you will note that the princesses are not only renowned in beauty, but are kind, loving, honest, friendly, hard-working, talented, and humble. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(you can make the argument that their only talents are domestic perfection and singing, but fuck off. they're not going to be accountants. no child is interested in a girl who lives in the woods, talks to deer, and is keen on math. not even if she's frackin' hot.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;they also remain remarkably cheerful, optimistic, and caring even though there's usually some asshole majorly messing up their lives. obviously one major flaw in the "Disney is polluting our daughters" campaign is that people completely overlook the fact that the princesses actually seem like decently well-rounded, good people. so stop being so shallow and only seeing them for their beauty. ***IRONY ALARM***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;second&lt;/b&gt;, let's not be retarded here. your six-year-old girl is not looking in the mirror, rueing her very existence because she doesn't look like Cinderella. know why? cause IT'S A CARTOON. cartoons in no way confuse children enough to make them believe this is how you are supposed to look. if they do, you have bigger problems because your child may be stupid. it's frigging paint on paper. do you avoid bringing your children to an art museum for fear they will scorn themselves in shame for not looking like a Picasso painting? no? and why not? because no little kid has their self-worth depleted by a bloody painting. it's not real. it's not the same as the mass media circus a girl (or boy) will be exposed to when they're older, where unrealistic expectations are made to look like &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;real humans&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. it's the Miley Cyrus and Selena Gomez-types that parents should worry about, not a conjured image that can essentially be described as artwork.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;third&lt;/b&gt;, as much as no one has the nads to say it, no one wants to hear a story about an ugly princess. no one even wants to hear a story about an average-looking princess, or an average-looking middle-class gal who's pretty nice (but sure was a bitch to that girl in biology), who can play the oboe decently well, is of average intelligence, and never has any major heartaches or achievements. because that's normal life. stories are not about normal life, they're about entertainment. stories in all forms, be it movies, novels, musicals, whatever, are all about exaggerating normal life into fantastic situations. that's why it's a&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;fantasy&lt;/i&gt;. all people, not just little girls, want to be entertained by something extraordinary, something unusual, something ideal. we WANT the princess to be pretty. sorry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and moving into the&lt;b&gt; fourth&lt;/b&gt; point, how can we judge lighthearted childhood fun for something that adult forms of entertainment are EVEN MORE NOTORIOUS FOR. here's an idea;&amp;nbsp;you wanna stop your kids from comparing themselves to an unrealistic, unhealthy idea of beauty? be a fucking example.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;don't let your daughter constantly hear you say you wish you looked like Jessica Alba or Angelina Jolie or whoever. don't always want to be that little bit skinnier. don't &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; compliment girls on their looks. that's not to say you shouldn't say women or girls are pretty; girls should learn to appreciate the beauty in one another, not be intimidated by it. but don't let it always be&lt;i&gt; those certain&lt;/i&gt; girls that you comment on, because children catch on quick, and eventually they will start to think beauty has a "type."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the fact is, whether you censor your daughter's cartoon intake or not, she's going to be exposed to society's expectations of beauty. sad, but true. girls who are dubbed conventionally beautiful are treated differently than those with unconventional beauty. often times they are treated better, but sometimes they're treated worse. either way they get more attention. so while Disney movies tell a girl that persistence, a good heart, and a little karma will always get you through, society tells her she should be outgoing, popular, and an attention-whore or no one will ever notice her. which is more harmful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the bottom line&lt;/b&gt; is Disney movies aren't supposed to be so ridiculously over-analyzed. they're kid's movies. they're supposed to make little girls smile and dream and believe that someday there will be a happy ending, no matter what they are going through. I think that's a pretty fucking wholesome message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;if you want to instil a positive self-image in your child, don't expect a cartoon company to do it.&amp;nbsp;tell your kid she's beautiful. tell her she's kind and smart and tell her when she's good at something. &lt;i&gt;make her feel like a Disney freakin' princess&lt;/i&gt;. cause as a person who knows first hand what it's like to have low self-esteem, I know it's not the cartoons that make you feel like crap. it's the real world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(I could go on about how Ariel promotes the idea of self-sacrifice and overcoming differences, Jasmine gets to marry for love, and Pocahontas &lt;i&gt;isn't even mentioned&lt;/i&gt;... but I feel this is a better place to stop.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;/endrant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6972326726434509923-9104688758885826551?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/9104688758885826551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/ok-im-going-to-do-something-here-that.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/9104688758885826551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/9104688758885826551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/ok-im-going-to-do-something-here-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7VEoaf8dEXw/TqoFEjeDVSI/AAAAAAAACVs/LvDdvtICCp8/s72-c/319217_298384623524331_205344452828349_1145344_581779557_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-8145558026358343443</id><published>2011-10-26T22:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T01:05:41.783+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>purple rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I am digging purple lately. not exactly a fall colour, but I feel it brightens up the grey I'm surrounded by. I like the contrast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this new dress from work pretty much encompasses my favourite outfit features right now. easy-breezy dress, classic shape, black + jewel tones. I like looking like a cupcake princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember those? the little dolls with the cupcake hats, and you could flip their dress up and turn them into a cupcake. they were stylish chicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(also just realizing now that of you don't know what I'm talking about they sound kind of creepy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6092/6283901661_bd567a9cca_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6092/6283901661_bd567a9cca_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6284427956_8ffb2093ac_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6284427956_8ffb2093ac_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6100/6284779908_8b949fe3dd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6100/6284779908_8b949fe3dd_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6220/6283903915_412bcbd816_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6220/6283903915_412bcbd816_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6284753622_d6d11c3553_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6284753622_d6d11c3553_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6031/6284425564_1957d54779_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6031/6284425564_1957d54779_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- new look // tights- american apparel // wedges- miz moos fr. Twisted Sisters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;we had a rare moment of sunshine here today, so I took advantage, and also some pictures... something about sunshine makes me want to be productive. there are days when I'm tired and lazy and I prefer rainy grey afternoons spent curled up on the couch, but once it a while a boost of vitamin d really gets me motivated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;today, for instance, I actually cleaned the apartment (whilst air-guitaring to Boston; multi-tasking!), did laundry, had TWO skype dates, and got all caught up on Walking Dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;...okay, that last one may not seem productive to some of you, but it was really fun! that show is amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6041/6284424912_01c4458e5e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6041/6284424912_01c4458e5e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6109/6284422300_02055148cc_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6109/6284422300_02055148cc_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I also pre-emptively bought chocolate chip cookies, cause I knew I'd be wanting them later. I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love + cookies!&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: peace of mind- boston&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. ever start to notice/HATE how weird your hands look in pictures? erm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6972326726434509923-8145558026358343443?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8145558026358343443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/purple-rain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/8145558026358343443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/8145558026358343443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/purple-rain.html' title='purple rain'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6092/6283901661_bd567a9cca_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-1126704377553613977</id><published>2011-10-25T19:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T19:25:44.057+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><title type='text'>be somebody else...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;my "let's do fun autumn stuff and take pictures of it!" plans keep getting rained out. every time I plan to go somewhere or to take outfit photos the weather makes it impossible. how do you people keep up a blog in bad weather??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Halloween is creeping ever closer and my costume is slowly coming together. not telling what it is yet! looks like I'll only get to dress up once this year, which is a change. but I have been thinking a lot about some easy costumes one might put together at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween can be hard on the wallet if you plan elaborate costumes, or if you just go with buying one (I prefer putting one together; much more fun and interesting). but there are simple costumes you can throw together out of stuff you would already find in your closet! or stuff you can at least wear again and won't spend years collecting dust in the back of your closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of my ideas for easy, reusable costumes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxRAhv4cS1w/Tqb4bDb3zII/AAAAAAAACVc/cGpFDuIC5cU/s1600/costumes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxRAhv4cS1w/Tqb4bDb3zII/AAAAAAAACVc/cGpFDuIC5cU/s640/costumes.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jH83MHWxd-c/Tqb4TR9ctNI/AAAAAAAACVU/dY_SCk9Rh1w/s1600/hsummer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jH83MHWxd-c/Tqb4TR9ctNI/AAAAAAAACVU/dY_SCk9Rh1w/s640/hsummer.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I watched 500 Days of Summer again the other night, and I just love her to pieces. it's not the most recognizable or elaborate costume, but it's a costume nonetheless! you'll need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. a pretty, pale blue dress &lt;i&gt;(etsy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. matching hair bows &lt;i&gt;(shopbop)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. false lashes- it's all about Summer's eyes! &lt;i&gt;(mac)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. girly flats &lt;i&gt;(modcloth)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MQSzqYg3zZE/Tqb4OLcu1FI/AAAAAAAACU0/2ciLTQ_Ri9U/s1600/hcruelladeville.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MQSzqYg3zZE/Tqb4OLcu1FI/AAAAAAAACU0/2ciLTQ_Ri9U/s640/hcruelladeville.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;probably the most stylish of all villains, Cruella is easily recognizable with the help of a little spray hair dye. and I personally haven't seen anyone dressed up as her in a bagillion years, so it's not overdone. you'll need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. a slinky black dress &lt;i&gt;(asos)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. a fur coat- which happens to be so chic right now &lt;i&gt;(topshop)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. long red gloves &lt;i&gt;(any costume shop)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. red pointy pumps&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5. hair dye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdxtDJzIQpM/Tqb4PfZWn-I/AAAAAAAACU8/LEjH3y0l7uo/s1600/hmadeline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="474" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdxtDJzIQpM/Tqb4PfZWn-I/AAAAAAAACU8/LEjH3y0l7uo/s640/hmadeline.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love dressing up as literary characters, even if no one gets it! but I'm sure someone will guess that you're this childhood favourite. you'll need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. a sweet boater hat &lt;i&gt;(etsy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. a blue swing coat- some pictures look more like a dress, but coats are great for cold Halloween nights &lt;i&gt;(etsy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. a white peter pan collar &lt;i&gt;(topshop)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. a red ascot/bow/ribbon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. ankle socks &lt;i&gt;(american apparel)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. black t-straps or mary janes &lt;i&gt;(modcloth)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. white gloves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQBIa4KHb34/Tqb4Q0Rn2jI/AAAAAAAACVE/2mnCSPiPMfA/s1600/hmarypoppins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQBIa4KHb34/Tqb4Q0Rn2jI/AAAAAAAACVE/2mnCSPiPMfA/s640/hmarypoppins.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;how much do I love Mary Poppins? a lot. you'll need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. a white button-down blouse &lt;i&gt;(etsy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. a longer black skirt &lt;i&gt;(american apparel)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. a grey/blue cropped blazer &lt;i&gt;(etsy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. a black hat- add fake flowers yourself! &lt;i&gt;(modcloth)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5. a red bow tie (american apparel)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6. a petticoat- for fun! &lt;i&gt;(etsy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;7. black oxford heels &lt;i&gt;(ruche)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bonus: carry an umbrella!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HySBzSyx-m4/Tqb4SpXgDMI/AAAAAAAACVM/fdQfyIVwnGY/s1600/hqueenvic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HySBzSyx-m4/Tqb4SpXgDMI/AAAAAAAACVM/fdQfyIVwnGY/s640/hqueenvic.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;probably my strangest concoction, but it's fun and dramatic and people may not know who you are, but they will know you are in costume. (maybe...) you'll need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1, 2, + 5. a crapload of necklaces featuring beads, lace, and cameo charms. chokers are a must. &lt;i&gt;(modcloth + etsy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. Victorian booties, of course &lt;i&gt;(modcloth)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. &lt;/i&gt;a lacy black&amp;amp;white dress &lt;i&gt;(modcloth)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6. some sort of Victorian head dress- a crown works too, obviously&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(etsy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;7. a black velvet bolero &lt;i&gt;(etsy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;these are all just off the top of my head. I'm sure you could come up with a million costume ideas based on items you find in your own wardrobe. add a couple accessories, maybe some creative make-up, and you've got a Halloween costume you won't want to throw away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;you might even use this as an excuse to finally buy that certain coat or dress you've had your eye on... which is okay too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;xo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: I put a spell on you- Bette Midler&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/6972326726434509923-1126704377553613977?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1126704377553613977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/be-somebody-else.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1126704377553613977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1126704377553613977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/be-somebody-else.html' title='be somebody else...'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxRAhv4cS1w/Tqb4bDb3zII/AAAAAAAACVc/cGpFDuIC5cU/s72-c/costumes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-789935859526786399</id><published>2011-10-22T18:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T02:14:19.266+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scotland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>photographs &amp; falling leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;hi lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been away from the blogosphere from a couple of days, but never fear! I have some fun autumn-y things planned for the remainder of October. the first is my official "yay it's autumn let's play with leaves" post for this year... which is happening right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6050/6270469083_3af78791e7_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6050/6270469083_3af78791e7_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6059/6270478245_06b70ab6e9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6059/6270478245_06b70ab6e9_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6270470253_8a7858d555_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6270470253_8a7858d555_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6113/6270475901_b00d529406_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6113/6270475901_b00d529406_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6217/6270464451_c3f5aba29c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6217/6270464451_c3f5aba29c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6120/6270475225_3a5f3d7e79_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6120/6270475225_3a5f3d7e79_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brando &amp;amp; me finally got to spend a day off together (first one in two weeks!yikes). but the most adventurous thing we did was take advantage of the decent weather- aka the lack of rain- and walk to the park. it was fun though, and we met lots of friendly puppies who wanted tummy rubs and ear scratches! cuteness overload.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and it was lovely for picture-taking, which is why you are currently being bombarded by this photographic overload...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you like them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6270466097_9f49a0483d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6270466097_9f49a0483d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6270997524_f202e18ef7_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6270997524_f202e18ef7_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6106/6270996714_09e79da7f3_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6106/6270996714_09e79da7f3_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6116/6271008944_301dafa9ef_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6116/6271008944_301dafa9ef_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6041/6270474131_c67abbe3d5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6041/6270474131_c67abbe3d5_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6057/6271001484_8397f2a58e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6057/6271001484_8397f2a58e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6236/6270473379_9aec64bf16_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6236/6270473379_9aec64bf16_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- primark (gift) // cableknit cardigan- &lt;a href="http://www.americanapparel.net/"&gt;american apparel&lt;/a&gt; // tights- &lt;a href="http://www.welovecolors.com/"&gt;we love colors&lt;/a&gt; // scarf- gift // shoes- &lt;a href="http://www.newlook.com/"&gt;new look&lt;/a&gt; // belt- &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/"&gt;modcloth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;all in all it was a pretty fun day; breakfast in bed (being married is cool), CSI reruns, chocolate muffins, puppies in the park. it's nice to have an actual weekend off for a change, AND I have tomorrow free too! &lt;i&gt;two days in a row&lt;/i&gt;. I'm pumped. hopefully the depressing Scottish weather doesn't *ahem* rain on my parade...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sf83b27-Qwc/TqNqUgIxYvI/AAAAAAAACUs/2QzwklsuBpU/s1600/park6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sf83b27-Qwc/TqNqUgIxYvI/AAAAAAAACUs/2QzwklsuBpU/s640/park6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6170/6270465191_7b4eee9537_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6170/6270465191_7b4eee9537_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6224/6270471277_20b52b743d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6224/6270471277_20b52b743d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;here's to a happy weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;cheers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: the remainder- death cab for cutie&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-789935859526786399?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/789935859526786399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/photographs-falling-leaves.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/789935859526786399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/789935859526786399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/photographs-falling-leaves.html' title='photographs &amp; falling leaves'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6050/6270469083_3af78791e7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-6949156029377868901</id><published>2011-10-18T11:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T11:27:13.539+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo an hour'/><title type='text'>these ordinary days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I did a photo-an-hour on my last day off. I didn't do anything special, just felt like documenting the day. it's not an overly interesting bunch of photos, but it does represent my daily life pretty well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6238/6257042438_0e27d48c3a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6238/6257042438_0e27d48c3a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. good morning, green tea + honey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. not the most well-rounded breakfast, but yummy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6113/6256509605_2af1438818_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6113/6256509605_2af1438818_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. where I get ready in the morning (or afternoon, in this case).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6238/6256511241_ffd7afc95d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6238/6256511241_ffd7afc95d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. it looks like a lovely day outside, so I decide to make up a reason to leave my 11th-floor apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6256510363_b1c1aec444_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6256510363_b1c1aec444_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5. the church I walk past every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6166/6257042808_ef69d9eabf_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6166/6257042808_ef69d9eabf_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6 + 7. nothing like lunch at the 'bucks. the new veggie burritos are scrumptious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6100/6256507405_2ec55d3c6d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6100/6256507405_2ec55d3c6d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8. starting a new book. excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6038/6256513025_bf799df79d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6038/6256513025_bf799df79d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9 + 10. this kitty is always in the same spot every day I walk by. he (she?) is super friendly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6167/6257039492_b781f224ba_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6167/6257039492_b781f224ba_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;11. list-making, my favourite hobby. to-do, wishlists, family Christmas presents. list list list. I'm also a fan of cute notebooks and can never resist buying them, even though I have absolutely no reason to have stacks of notebooks now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6031/6256511991_1fb84ec7bd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6031/6256511991_1fb84ec7bd_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;12. supper time sides. nothing better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;13. nap time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6227/6256511651_f0f145be6b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6227/6256511651_f0f145be6b_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;14 + 15. before-and-after of the most &lt;i&gt;gigantic&lt;/i&gt; blister EVER. deserved a bunny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6101/6256508251_5d2119266e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6101/6256508251_5d2119266e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;16. late-night trip out for ice cream. had a craving for ben &amp;amp; jerry's cookie dough. ohhh yeah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't wait to have another day like this.&amp;nbsp;&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/6972326726434509923-6949156029377868901?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6949156029377868901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/these-ordinary-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6949156029377868901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6949156029377868901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/these-ordinary-days.html' title='these ordinary days'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6238/6257042438_0e27d48c3a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-2353887158382540763</id><published>2011-10-15T20:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T20:08:00.962+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>we breathed the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;...the shaking stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;autumn is a beautiful season. everyone loves October because it's the quintessential autumn month. I haven't been posting much seasonal inspiration lately because I haven't had the opportunity to explore orchards or peruse pumpkin patches or kick around fallen leaves, but I thought I'd share a little autumn love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev0D0vjyUz4/TpizKH9vJ5I/AAAAAAAACT8/1BIEoL9_PYY/s1600/fallE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="442" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev0D0vjyUz4/TpizKH9vJ5I/AAAAAAAACT8/1BIEoL9_PYY/s640/fallE.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(pumpkins are cool. image fr. google)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0S3T-mbXtE/TpizBd5PQjI/AAAAAAAACTc/i-lV_619E_c/s1600/fallA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="390" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0S3T-mbXtE/TpizBd5PQjI/AAAAAAAACTc/i-lV_619E_c/s640/fallA.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(images fr. &lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/"&gt;lookbook&lt;/a&gt;. I accidentally lost the user names...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r2yoWZlADWI/TpizCJA4iII/AAAAAAAACTk/SQUEi1ptP8w/s1600/fallB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r2yoWZlADWI/TpizCJA4iII/AAAAAAAACTk/SQUEi1ptP8w/s640/fallB.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(fur! clogs, jeffrey cambell fr. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lulus.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lulus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. wedges, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;forever21&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0_pU57juCY/TpizYDRTKeI/AAAAAAAACUM/OOVTCJ2dutE/s1600/fallG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0_pU57juCY/TpizYDRTKeI/AAAAAAAACUM/OOVTCJ2dutE/s640/fallG.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(me, last fall!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8P0B9gMyR_0/TpizENlXDPI/AAAAAAAACT0/DmkR_fWYb60/s1600/fallD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="711" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8P0B9gMyR_0/TpizENlXDPI/AAAAAAAACT0/DmkR_fWYb60/s640/fallD.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(pretty things from &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yumidirect.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yumi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. in loooove with the fox dress.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_sPcD8mHyI/Tpiza5yi0HI/AAAAAAAACUc/-jhDZm48ldE/s1600/falli.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_sPcD8mHyI/Tpiza5yi0HI/AAAAAAAACUc/-jhDZm48ldE/s640/falli.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectivepotential.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tieka&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; has the prettiest photoshoot locations!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3AfFZD6DYN4/TpizDQ7E4EI/AAAAAAAACTs/7yaYFGtsI74/s1600/fallC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="460" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3AfFZD6DYN4/TpizDQ7E4EI/AAAAAAAACTs/7yaYFGtsI74/s640/fallC.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(even food is prettier in autumn. pictures fr. google + &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4110/4984938167_42ebecac91_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;brooksba&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; on flickr.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-048-7tRlyF8/TpizZt7MVGI/AAAAAAAACUU/8VB2Q-pLM40/s1600/fallH.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-048-7tRlyF8/TpizZt7MVGI/AAAAAAAACUU/8VB2Q-pLM40/s640/fallH.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(pretty things from &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://redvelvetshop.myshopify.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;red velvet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; + &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://amberlysara.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;amberly sara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. love the gorgeous field pictures.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2CcdGD5bF7E/TpizbhQ5ymI/AAAAAAAACUk/rReeV7DyYsM/s1600/fallJ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="338" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2CcdGD5bF7E/TpizbhQ5ymI/AAAAAAAACUk/rReeV7DyYsM/s640/fallJ.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(necklace fr. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/theblueballoon?ref=seller_info"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the blue balloon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; on etsy. velvet dress fr. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.very.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekUA5lAz9jQ/TpizK9s1A-I/AAAAAAAACUE/eYw1T4pWBX0/s1600/fallF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="412" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekUA5lAz9jQ/TpizK9s1A-I/AAAAAAAACUE/eYw1T4pWBX0/s640/fallF.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(there's nothing lovelier than a &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopruche.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ruche&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; lookbook.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;happy fall, blogosphere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing- yer fall- hey rosetta!&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-2353887158382540763?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/2353887158382540763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-breathed-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2353887158382540763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/2353887158382540763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-breathed-dark.html' title='we breathed the dark'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev0D0vjyUz4/TpizKH9vJ5I/AAAAAAAACT8/1BIEoL9_PYY/s72-c/fallE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-5971977703081749532</id><published>2011-10-14T23:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T01:29:16.496+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>living for the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;HEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here. no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone remember The Weekenders? the cartoon on abc's One Saturday Morning? its theme song is in my title and I sing it every friday since I was a kid. cartoons are funny that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a bit of a crazy week around here (not so much in a good way) so I guess I've been MIA for a while. some days are just too heavy to make computer-ing a priority, right?&amp;nbsp;but I figured I'd get the ball rollin' on my posting again. bad weeks happen, but thank goodness they end! and even better on a high note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and without further ado, some pictures of me in a parking garage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6167/6245124930_930329b9fc_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6167/6245124930_930329b9fc_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6035/6245127430_f06d6d1dfd_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="955" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6035/6245127430_f06d6d1dfd_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6032/6244603417_fe16b359d0_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6032/6244603417_fe16b359d0_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6038/6245128498_211b0d5411_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="470" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6038/6245128498_211b0d5411_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6115/6244602387_601cf280a9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6115/6244602387_601cf280a9_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress + boots- &lt;a href="http://newlook.com/"&gt;new look&lt;/a&gt; // tights- &lt;a href="http://www.americanapparel.net/"&gt;american apparel&lt;/a&gt; // scarf- &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/"&gt;modcloth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the thing about me having a tough week is I kinda shut down and don't do anything. I get to this place where only laziness will make me feel better. laziness coupled with a tub of ben &amp;amp; jerry's cookie dough ice cream and a lot of CSI episodes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;basically my life hasn't been very interesting. but I'm content. content, hopped up on sugar, and having far too many dreams about Gil Grissom than can be considered normal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6245126692_7aa2e274fa_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6245126692_7aa2e274fa_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6237/6244609091_66998b96ee_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6237/6244609091_66998b96ee_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;what are your bad-day comforts?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;happy weekend to everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: Duncan- Sara Slean&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-5971977703081749532?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/5971977703081749532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/living-for-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/5971977703081749532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/5971977703081749532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/living-for-weekend.html' title='living for the weekend'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6167/6245124930_930329b9fc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-6237717998097625866</id><published>2011-10-10T21:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T01:50:49.833+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>I want to thank you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today is official Canadian Thanksgiving! I've been away from home for plenty of thanksgivings by now, but it's especially different in a place that doesn't even have the holiday (and doesn't give you a long weekend...puh). lucky for me there are plenty of Canadians around here to show the Europeans how to enjoy a feed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a few friends of ours hosted a thanksgiving potluck on saturday. the food was deee-licious, and we all sat around the living room enjoying our wine/ thanksgiving hurricanes and watching the X Factor. it was great fun- much better than eating turkey alone in our apartment while Brando watches football...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(no, that has never happened, but it has been a very real possibility.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6235/6230019247_243e9acb12_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6235/6230019247_243e9acb12_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;five Canadians, an Irishman, an American, and one Scot sit down to dinner... it's like the beginning of a joke!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6164/6229994383_f98deaac71_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6164/6229994383_f98deaac71_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cranberry sauce, stuffing, veggies. yummmm.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6220/6230519484_cc92e76045_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6220/6230519484_cc92e76045_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sarah carvin' the bird.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6230516622_c737f8cde6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6230516622_c737f8cde6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my contribution to the evening- bread pudding. one of my favourite things in the world!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6230535224_4f14b7d8c8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6230535224_4f14b7d8c8_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the women working hard while the men look on. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6217/6230004459_9327a766fc_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6217/6230004459_9327a766fc_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;delicious. not too bad for displaced Canadians...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6230605536_19e033fddb_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6230605536_19e033fddb_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;managed to catch everybody in mid-chew. at least it looks like everyone enjoyed their food!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6057/6230540252_238ec16598_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6057/6230540252_238ec16598_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;no scoff is complete without a hot beverage.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6104/6230532604_4402199f7a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6104/6230532604_4402199f7a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tighearnach enjoying some apple crisp for dessert.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6056/6230530214_3419914577_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6056/6230530214_3419914577_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;first Thanksgiving as an old married couple (officially, anyways...). not too shabby.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love a good turkey dinner! if it's one thing Newfoundlanders know, it's how to enjoy a wicked 'ol cooked dinner on every occasion possible. Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter, even regular old sundays- although that usually calls for a smaller chicken instead of a turkey. point is, Newfoundland Thanksgiving is the BEST.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;there are three special components that are essential in making Newfoundland turkey dinners the best; I don't know if all are specifically only Newfie additions, but I've yet to meet outsiders who include them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;one is salt meat, which is exactly what it sounds like; chunks of beef preserved in salt and boiled. sounds gross, but it's amazing. honest. and it flavours yer veggies right up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the second is sailor's duff (other people may have a different name for this, or not have a clue what I'm talking about, but my family always makes it and it's one of my favourites!). that's a pudding made with molasses that you can either serve with dinner and gravy, or as desert with custard. it sounds as though no food could ever function this way, but again, it is amazing. and when I say pudding, I mean more like the bread pudding photo above than a jello-pudding-cup pudding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the third is what I made for the pot luck- bread pudding. it's super easy and SUPER delicious, so I thought I'd share a recipe. so you mainlanders can get a taste of Newfie cookin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;note that my family(read; my mom) doesn't exactly use measurements when cooking, so some of these are estimates. but I promise you cannot mess it up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;you need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;a loaf of soft white bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;a cup of sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;a cup of flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;finely chopped onion (to taste- I usually use a whole small one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;about 1/2 cup melted butter/margarine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;cinnamon&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- tear the loaf of bread into small pieces and put them in a large bowl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- add the flour, sugar, and onion, and mix ingredients together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- pour in the melted butter, then add about half a cup of water. mix everything together, then start squishing the mixture together with your hands (yes, your hands! it's fun!) add a little water at a time until everything sticks together kind of like a big lump of cookie dough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- sprinkle in flour to soak up extra water if the mixture gets too sticky (you can also rub it on your hands to keep the dough from sticking to them).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- form the mixture into a loaf and sprinkle with as much cinnamon as you want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- here's where it's a little strange; wrap the pudding tightly in tin foil. make sure there are no holes or openings; try rolling edges together like you would a doggie bag. just any way to make sure water doesn't easily seep in, because the cooking involves water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- place the wrapped pudding in about an inch of boiling water in a pot. most of the pudding should be out of the water- it has to steam, not boil. (the way this is usually done is to place the wrapped pudding on top of a pot of boiling vegetables, which is convenient if you're making a big meal!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- steam for 22-25 minutes, then unwrap. YUMMY TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;note: this makes a huge pudding, so you might want to split it into two loaves. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;you can experiment by adding your own twists to the recipe. some people use grated apple instead of onion, or you can just use a different type of onion, or nothing at all! you can add ginger or nutmeg, or drizzle a little extra butter on top. either way, bread pudding is always welcome in my belly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;happy Thanksgiving!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: raise it up- Florence + the machine&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-6237717998097625866?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6237717998097625866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-to-thank-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6237717998097625866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6237717998097625866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-to-thank-you.html' title='I want to thank you...'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6235/6230019247_243e9acb12_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-286544859982896170</id><published>2011-10-09T22:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T22:21:11.778+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>falling leaves on the ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;the same sweater two outfits in a row... perhaps I'm getting the autumn lazies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I don't even think that's a thing. but it sure is easier to convince myself to stay curled up on the couch all day with a cup of green tea, when it's chilly and raining outside. so I guess that's the autumn lazies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, seems every time I dress in a pretty outfit the weather disapproves and makes pictures pretty much impossible. but you haven't seen this dress yet- despite my wearing it around twice a week- so it works out fine. and I can't complain about the weather; &amp;nbsp;I had a fun-filled weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6171/6227298535_4d2917120a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6171/6227298535_4d2917120a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6096/6227802854_ab667c3788_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6096/6227802854_ab667c3788_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6095/6227814084_704baf2ee6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6095/6227814084_704baf2ee6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6047/6227812388_f4a2a15441_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6047/6227812388_f4a2a15441_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6165/6227287427_a84da2fa77_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6165/6227287427_a84da2fa77_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6227809294_1935b929e2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6227809294_1935b929e2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6059/6227799246_3249444ed4_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6059/6227799246_3249444ed4_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6106/6227811096_0250da53fe_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6106/6227811096_0250da53fe_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6227279371_fb6f66d95e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6227279371_fb6f66d95e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;all items- &lt;a href="http://www.newlook.com/"&gt;new look&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;six is my favourite number. that is why I decided to get a picture with it. I'm not sure why, but when I was little I always felt like doing things in multiples of two or three were lucky for me. so clearly six had to be the &lt;i&gt;ultimate &lt;/i&gt;lucky number. then it eventually became my high school volleyball number, and voila- favourite number was born.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I named her June.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;post coming tomorrow about Canadian Thanksgiving across the pond! happy Thanksgiving everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;little known fact: Canadian Thanksgiving actually predates the American holiday. yes indeed. even though Canada technically wasn't a country... but it was a colony, and traditionally the day was celebrated by first nations peoples at harvest time. so no, my friendly southern neighbours, we did not steal it from you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and frankly, I'm quite happy to have an excuse to eat a giant turkey dinner three months in a row, so why not celebrate both?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: moves like Jagger- maroon 5&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6107/6227305611_3f05f74ba6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6107/6227305611_3f05f74ba6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6972326726434509923-286544859982896170?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/286544859982896170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/falling-leaves-on-ground.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/286544859982896170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/286544859982896170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/falling-leaves-on-ground.html' title='falling leaves on the ground'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6171/6227298535_4d2917120a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-1417879841817574682</id><published>2011-10-06T21:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T00:46:25.258Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>a little bit crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;now that I've covered- or at least introduced- the subject of Halloween on this blog, I can move on to more pressing matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a big risk with the following post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm risking that you will all think I have a slight mental imbalance. because this, my friends, is my Christmas wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before your mind explodes with shock and possibly horror, understand two things; one, my mother asked me for one early this year, so I figured I'd go all out and have some fun with it. two, there's only so much a person can do with halloween. unless you want a post on my favourite candy...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, I present to you, my ridiculously overdone, categorized, very early Christmas list (with pictures!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;disclaimer: obviously I don't want ALL of these things, but they are some ideas for the completely clueless. plus, this was fun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4ZhXspWDnQ/To4XrKPvB3I/AAAAAAAACTY/hdNq0KVNZCM/s1600/random+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="488" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4ZhXspWDnQ/To4XrKPvB3I/AAAAAAAACTY/hdNq0KVNZCM/s640/random+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. the Urban Decay anniversary palette (at &lt;a href="http://debenhams.com/"&gt;Debenham's&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://www.sephora.com/"&gt;Sephora&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. a cute deer hat like this one! (if anyone wants to attempt, the pattern is &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/62063464/deer-with-little-antlers-hat-knitting"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. knee-high black fringe boots- &lt;a href="http://www.ebay.com/itm/Womens-Faux-Suede-Fringe-Flat-Mid-Calf-Boots-Shoes-061-/250863323446?pt=UK_Women_s_Shoes&amp;amp;var=&amp;amp;hash=item8010eb2df4#ht_7938wt_830"&gt;these specifically&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, or some very similar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. MAC lipstick! favourite colours include vegas volt, show orchid, up the amp, + violetta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. a purple velvet blazer like &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/81126885/vintage-velvet-blazer-eggplant-plum"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/75279435/80s-vintage-purple-velvet-pouf-shoulder"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yt-o2j8Vow4/TozHHX4sqzI/AAAAAAAACR8/_Sjn5q6YA2Y/s1600/dollahs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="372" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yt-o2j8Vow4/TozHHX4sqzI/AAAAAAAACR8/_Sjn5q6YA2Y/s640/dollahs.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. a stylish + practical camera bag from the lovely folks at &lt;a href="http://jototes.com/"&gt;Jo Totes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. Marc Jacobs Lola perfume&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. a flip camera (my camera is fabulous, but has no film setting!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. Hunter wellies- absolute necessity in UK. I'm now leaning towards violet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cglo6bRvXcs/TozHUOIo5FI/AAAAAAAACSY/8tetNYXyMQg/s1600/sweater.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="546" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cglo6bRvXcs/TozHUOIo5FI/AAAAAAAACSY/8tetNYXyMQg/s640/sweater.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm obsessed with every &lt;a href="http://www.topshop.com/"&gt;Topshop&lt;/a&gt; sweater, but these are my absolute favourites. I'm especially partial to the squirrels, and the red version of #3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqRUdpk8-fg/TozwoggBDPI/AAAAAAAACTQ/sk6w6-giSmM/s1600/modclothwb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqRUdpk8-fg/TozwoggBDPI/AAAAAAAACTQ/sk6w6-giSmM/s640/modclothwb.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;for my Modcloth wish list I just copied-and-pasted from the &lt;a href="http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-what-i-want.html"&gt;last wish list&lt;/a&gt; I posted- I still want the same things! see how good I'm being? I didn't buy any of these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCTXyOv2REY/TozHMUEbuuI/AAAAAAAACSI/-ycu_Mezmqg/s1600/etsy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="534" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCTXyOv2REY/TozHMUEbuuI/AAAAAAAACSI/-ycu_Mezmqg/s640/etsy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have an Etsy wish list a mile long, but just one of these three beauties would be amazing. (really they should be on the pricey list, but this way it's more specific...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/77377223/1960s-golden-harvest-party-dress"&gt;Thrust Vintage&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/76975363/vintage-1960s-dress-purple-bouquet"&gt;Raleigh Vintage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/77138410/vintage-1950s-lavender-and-saffron"&gt;Atherton's Vintage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gH93a16bXH8/TozHPgugmOI/AAAAAAAACSQ/6CSiqLzPgs8/s1600/jewellery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="502" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gH93a16bXH8/TozHPgugmOI/AAAAAAAACSQ/6CSiqLzPgs8/s640/jewellery.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;more Etsy stuff! I always love jewellery as a present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1-4, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/rootsandfeathers?ref=seller_info"&gt;Roots &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/73526454/brass-horse-head-necklace"&gt;Ginny &amp;amp; Harriet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JtYw7W7xlE/To4WtZ8Cf6I/AAAAAAAACTU/XUBJa9pwNx4/s1600/AA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="404" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JtYw7W7xlE/To4WtZ8Cf6I/AAAAAAAACTU/XUBJa9pwNx4/s640/AA.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my discount. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. American Apparel pants are the only ones that actually fit me. I'm not being a brand ho, it's actually true. I really want a pair of high-waisted jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. tri-blend raglan in green!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. this cardigan is wayyyy to expensive. should have bought it before I had to quit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. TIGHTS. oh my gosh, do I need tights. in black, columbia, red, and sangria. (yes those are the colour names. I remember them.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UeI8ETcMd80/TozHDwq6NlI/AAAAAAAACR0/EKzyceOvUKw/s1600/agdress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="578" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UeI8ETcMd80/TozHDwq6NlI/AAAAAAAACR0/EKzyceOvUKw/s640/agdress.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Annie Greenabelle makes the prettiest, eco-friendly dresses ever. again, expensive...but hey, it's a &lt;i&gt;wish&lt;/i&gt; list. you can get them for yourself (or me!) at the &lt;a href="http://anniegreenabelle.com/"&gt;designer's website&lt;/a&gt;, or the black on is on &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/"&gt;Modcloth&lt;/a&gt;, and the other is at &lt;a href="http://www.topshop.com/"&gt;Topshop&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kdGrQv0LGpE/TozHJAQBTRI/AAAAAAAACSA/2TjUwF4MmX4/s1600/dvds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="472" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kdGrQv0LGpE/TozHJAQBTRI/AAAAAAAACSA/2TjUwF4MmX4/s640/dvds.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;always a favourite of mine... these are just some suggestions. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDHDI45_TJc/TozHF-XRbGI/AAAAAAAACR4/gJH-TsLwzAQ/s1600/books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDHDI45_TJc/TozHF-XRbGI/AAAAAAAACR4/gJH-TsLwzAQ/s640/books.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;can I be any clearer? a book you love, a book you think I will love, a book by Margaret Atwood... go crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9d8byp_HDO4/TozHNISlZ-I/AAAAAAAACSM/FF9VsZKJRvI/s1600/giftcards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="536" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9d8byp_HDO4/TozHNISlZ-I/AAAAAAAACSM/FF9VsZKJRvI/s640/giftcards.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gift cards are underrated. I prefer ones from H&amp;amp;M, Chapters, and Starbucks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and that's all, folks!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know this loooong list may make me look more vain and material than having a style blog already might, but in all honesty, the thing I want most is to go home for Christmas. I want to see my friends and family and my city and enjoy every last minute of holiday goodness. I am SO excited, I couldn't care less if I got even one of those items above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it sounds cliche, but I mean it one million billion percent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/6972326726434509923-1417879841817574682?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1417879841817574682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-bit-crazy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1417879841817574682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1417879841817574682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-bit-crazy.html' title='a little bit crazy'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4ZhXspWDnQ/To4XrKPvB3I/AAAAAAAACTY/hdNq0KVNZCM/s72-c/random+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-6396939304252120428</id><published>2011-10-05T22:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T01:02:48.998+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>grand theft autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;October arrives cool and crisp every year and brings with it possibilities of many fun and pretty things. coloured leaves, Thanksgiving (in Canada!), wooly scarves, apple picking, and all things pumpkin-flavoured. of course the biggest thing people tend to look forward to in October is its end- more specifically, Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growing up I never liked Halloween much. where I grew up it was always snowing by that point, and I always thought bags of candy I didn't even get to pick out myself was a poor reward for walking around in the freezing cold and talking to strangers. I was a bit of an introverted child. I was shy and didn't like to be paid attention to, so the idea of dressing in costume and asking other kids if I could trick-or-treat with them was terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother reconciled me to the holiday by letting me stay home to hand out candy to other kids, and offering me a box of halloween chocolate of my own choosing for my services. the last time I remember trick-or-treating I think I was in the fourth grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, over time, I've come to enjoy lots of things about Halloween! I really like the dressing up, so much that my friends and I are known for throwing theme or costume parties for no reason. I also like classic scary movies- ie, ones that aren't actually scary. more creepy. and of course I still have an appreciation for chocolate. I mean, who doesn't love an excuse to dress as a movie character and scarf down mini-snickers bars while watching Hocus Pocus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. over the past few years I have begun to appreciate the fun of Halloween. my costumes aren't always amazing, but man, are the parties fun! (and fyi, I prefer to make my costume, even if it turns out ridiculous.) here's what I've been the past few years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_5zYBiEH80/Tozq-klkWhI/AAAAAAAACSg/T4qbSHj7sDo/s1600/75072_10150296367195005_774795004_15455571_482319_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_5zYBiEH80/Tozq-klkWhI/AAAAAAAACSg/T4qbSHj7sDo/s640/75072_10150296367195005_774795004_15455571_482319_n.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hit Girl! (from Kick-Ass) I love dressing up as characters I really like. sometimes it's hard to find a balance between recognizable and an original idea. but this one was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N1000Ojm-DY/Tozr9PlkdVI/AAAAAAAACS4/Eb3n7ava7os/s1600/72289_10150296365985005_774795004_15455537_3592495_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N1000Ojm-DY/Tozr9PlkdVI/AAAAAAAACS4/Eb3n7ava7os/s640/72289_10150296365985005_774795004_15455537_3592495_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a baby doll. this was for American Apparel halloween; we had to dress up using all AA clothes. I actually own all of this stuff... and the makeup was fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfEH51S7k50/Tozr8mSoxGI/AAAAAAAACS0/6GTmIQZj4G0/s1600/15455_315221490004_774795004_9586889_8265724_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfEH51S7k50/Tozr8mSoxGI/AAAAAAAACS0/6GTmIQZj4G0/s640/15455_315221490004_774795004_9586889_8265724_n.jpg" width="416" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;everyone's done it, but you can make it your own! I was a flapper. and it was fun to get to wear a pretty dress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_zRDmNdbUE/Tozr_sLrDxI/AAAAAAAACTM/sg-8_4MbC4k/s1600/n774795004_4667038_197.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_zRDmNdbUE/Tozr_sLrDxI/AAAAAAAACTM/sg-8_4MbC4k/s400/n774795004_4667038_197.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;again, everyone has to do this once; Audrey Hepburn/ Holly Golightly. for the record, I could definitely do a better job with this one now, but I do enjoy the pencil-as-cigarette.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8tKsqi6twl8/Tozr-o7V7nI/AAAAAAAACTE/pf6Zanl0lng/s1600/n774795004_4665704_4147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8tKsqi6twl8/Tozr-o7V7nI/AAAAAAAACTE/pf6Zanl0lng/s640/n774795004_4665704_4147.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;two costumes again this year, and this one is definitely one of my faves! I wasn't about to let short brown hair ruin my dreams of being leader of the Sailor Scouts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b86n6qVsHO0/Tozr_Jz71eI/AAAAAAAACTI/aSOhHM1o1Xc/s1600/n774795004_4665726_1325.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b86n6qVsHO0/Tozr_Jz71eI/AAAAAAAACTI/aSOhHM1o1Xc/s400/n774795004_4665726_1325.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we had a whole gang! we initially had all five of the original scouts, but two couldn't make it to the party due to illness... but we all made out costumes ourselves! (and that's Brando as Tuxedo Mask. stud.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tw3keOXKH_Q/Tozr-NsJepI/AAAAAAAACTA/NaKqcaWRRbM/s1600/n774795004_1678461_4640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tw3keOXKH_Q/Tozr-NsJepI/AAAAAAAACTA/NaKqcaWRRbM/s400/n774795004_1678461_4640.jpg" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this Halloween I was studying in England for the semester, and the class decided to have a last-minute costume party cause no one had plans. Brandon happened to be visiting me at the time, so I borrowed his &amp;nbsp;coat and socks and went as a streaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so that's my recent Halloween history! I'm excited about my costume for this year... and to see everyone else's. happy October everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: edge of glory- Lady Gaga&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-6396939304252120428?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/6396939304252120428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/grand-theft-autumn.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6396939304252120428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/6396939304252120428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/grand-theft-autumn.html' title='grand theft autumn'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_5zYBiEH80/Tozq-klkWhI/AAAAAAAACSg/T4qbSHj7sDo/s72-c/75072_10150296367195005_774795004_15455571_482319_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-8971143006077906753</id><published>2011-10-03T23:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T23:07:22.492Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><title type='text'>whooooo are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ka3s-dCeYVY/Tq8ogNHb45I/AAAAAAAACV0/0nPo91dpTAU/s1600/IMG_1144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ka3s-dCeYVY/Tq8ogNHb45I/AAAAAAAACV0/0nPo91dpTAU/s400/IMG_1144.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzHr_lCpXGw/Tq8ou4a9yAI/AAAAAAAACV8/f2pkNM83tdo/s1600/IMG_1146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzHr_lCpXGw/Tq8ou4a9yAI/AAAAAAAACV8/f2pkNM83tdo/s400/IMG_1146.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZYzYWeXNy8/Tq8o-Qz-P8I/AAAAAAAACWE/9ycdPvtFt4M/s1600/IMG_1147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;can you guess what I was for Halloween?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you'll find out later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what were you guys/are you being tonight??&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/6972326726434509923-8971143006077906753?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8971143006077906753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/whooooo-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/8971143006077906753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/8971143006077906753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/whooooo-are-you.html' title='whooooo are you?'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ka3s-dCeYVY/Tq8ogNHb45I/AAAAAAAACV0/0nPo91dpTAU/s72-c/IMG_1144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-4673275187142880962</id><published>2011-10-03T22:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T22:26:30.674+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>blowin' in the wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;it was a particularly blustery day here in Aberdeen. I couldn't hold my skirt down long enough to get a sensible photo! Marilyn Monroe didn't need a subway grate, she should have just come to Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...not that Newfoundland is any better. wind-wise. it's better in other ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6090/6208903210_64ef556daf_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6090/6208903210_64ef556daf_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6016/6208511045_bdc743c73c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6016/6208511045_bdc743c73c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6125/6208397425_62bef04107_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6125/6208397425_62bef04107_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6208391753_0f9aa69006_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6208391753_0f9aa69006_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6144/6208954004_0a2c53ac7d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6144/6208954004_0a2c53ac7d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/6208907772_877651d07c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/6208907772_877651d07c_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;skirt, cardigan, + top- new look // tights- old! joe fresh, I think // shoes- primark&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this is another New Look outfit. there are actually a lot of things coming in for a/w11 that I really love! I'm on kind of a sweater/cardigan kick with a midi-skirt obsession. this outfit is proof. it seemed really matchy-matchy and plain at first, but I kind of really like it. coordination is appealing now and then, and I love the different textures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess autumn is officially here, but there hasn't been much of a change in weather. no colourful leaves just yet either. then again I'm never in the company of many trees... Aberdeen is the granite city, and I live in the centre!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love fall, but I can't help but wish for the next season... read; Christmas. is it loony that I'm excited for Christmas already? yeah, probably. but in case anyone is wondering, it's only 82 days away!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...yeah, I went there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: wrecking ball- Amelia Curran&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-4673275187142880962?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4673275187142880962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/blowin-in-wind.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/4673275187142880962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/4673275187142880962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/blowin-in-wind.html' title='blowin&apos; in the wind'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6090/6208903210_64ef556daf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-1033846894928067830</id><published>2011-10-01T20:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T01:53:34.860+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>with a little help from my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;exciting news pour moi; I found my awesome spiral tights from modcloth!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;they've been missing for ages and I finally found them buried in a stack of Brando's laundry. I'm in desperate need of some tights right now- almost every pair I own has holes that I have to creatively conceal when I wear them. there's only so much clear-nailpolising and backwards-wearing a girl can do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6152/6200807513_5ce582ae33_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6152/6200807513_5ce582ae33_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6201324524_296e30ac10_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6201324524_296e30ac10_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/6201319146_faa4d99c73_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/6201319146_faa4d99c73_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;in other exciting news... I recently reached the 100 followers landmark! thank you all so much. I'm very flattered, and appreciate that anyone even reads this thing at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;in light of that, I have a little favour to ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel kind of awkward bringing this up, but I think it's time for me to do a little shameless self-promotion. at least on my own blog, anyways. if anyone in the blogosphere is a frequent visitor or reader of mine, please follow. and if you do already, and you genuinely like this blog, I hope you'll consider adding The Ocean in You Bedroom to your blog roll. if I find my way back to your blog and read it frequently, I'll do the same for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6178/6200810421_5a65860edc_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6178/6200810421_5a65860edc_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6200805137_e95b2e08a3_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6200805137_e95b2e08a3_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6200806417_51291cc471_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6200806417_51291cc471_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6008/6201322238_2bddf76d5d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6008/6201322238_2bddf76d5d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;skirt- walmart // body suit- &lt;a href="http://www.americanapparel.net/"&gt;american apparel&lt;/a&gt; // crop top- &lt;a href="http://www.topshop.com/"&gt;topshop&lt;/a&gt; // tights- &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/"&gt;modcloth&lt;/a&gt; // shoes- &lt;a href="http://www.schuh.co.uk/"&gt;schuh&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I shouldn't be preoccupied with numbers, but in all honesty sometimes its unavoidable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't start my blog to get famous or get free stuff or even make lots of friends. I did it for fun, as a hobby, something to get dressed up for. but it's hard to ignore the huge success of other bloggers along the way. of course human nature dictates that my first reaction be a twinge of jealousy, especially when other girls have started blogs around the same time as me and skyrocketed to internet stardom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;again, that was never my intent, and I love and read many of those extremely successful blogs. I know every one is different, and some people do certain things better than others. I don't know much about web design, or computers in general for that matter, I don't have daily access to gorgeous scenery, and I am not great at keeping networking sites like chictopia up-to-date. but I put a lot of time and effort into my blog, and sometimes I can't help but wonder what's the point?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like this is just one more thing I am not getting right... which is silly, to base that on numbers, but I mean, everyone likes a little recognition once in a while. not to downplay my appreciation for my current followers of course. yay you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6134/6201313742_94a1998116_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6134/6201313742_94a1998116_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;all that to say... if you really wouldn't mind, and if you think my blog is ok, I'd love your support! I'd also appreciate your input, advice, suggestions, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thanks so much to those of you who visit my little corner of the internet. hope I can keep you interested. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: another round- Chris Kirby&lt;/i&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/6972326726434509923-1033846894928067830?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1033846894928067830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/with-little-help-from-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1033846894928067830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1033846894928067830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/10/with-little-help-from-my-friends.html' title='with a little help from my friends'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6152/6200807513_5ce582ae33_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-1966053899682612078</id><published>2011-09-28T12:51:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T11:30:59.003+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>take me out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;it's been a busy couple days in our cluttered little apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to sort through problems with my mail, my taxes, and my credit card all at once. nothing overly drastic, mostly just inconvenient. I may tell you about it when I am better able to keep my eye lids fully open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, just a quick outfit post. haven't done one of those in a while. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the cute hair style from Naomi of &lt;a href="http://taza-and-husband.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rockstar Diaries&lt;/a&gt;. I discovered their cute family blog recently and I can't get enough! they're adorable.&lt;br /&gt;the hair is really easy, too; just twist two pigtails, then pin at the top of your head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6194838422_11b6b840c6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6194838422_11b6b840c6_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6017/6193373751_edde6bf3b2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6017/6193373751_edde6bf3b2_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6194837102_2989d55277_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6194837102_2989d55277_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6155/6193369791_077423a99f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6155/6193369791_077423a99f_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6022/6193375065_eeed3b0aa4_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6022/6193375065_eeed3b0aa4_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6011/6193895902_9cbd516779_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6011/6193895902_9cbd516779_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6193372371_cc4e0cee72_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6193372371_cc4e0cee72_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6172/6193371129_ff1e117160_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6172/6193371129_ff1e117160_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dress- forever21 // jacket- zara // tights- american apparel // shoes- topshop&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this was my day off, so I wanted to take full advantage and wear something nice...even though I had nothing to do. I did little things around the apartment till hubs got home, then was able to persuade him to dinner and a movie. it was one of those rare occasions where you go somewhere simply&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;because&lt;/i&gt; you dressed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;oh, and the movie was awesome. Crazy Stupid Love. no really, it was great! not what I expected at all, and really, really funny (two reallys!). watch it and see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;now I need to go to bed. xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;playing: all hands on a grain of sand- Amelia Curran&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6972326726434509923-1966053899682612078?l=bedroomocean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/feeds/1966053899682612078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/09/take-me-out.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1966053899682612078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6972326726434509923/posts/default/1966053899682612078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bedroomocean.blogspot.com/2011/09/take-me-out.html' title='take me out'/><author><name>Sarah K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10088842417460177525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yenEVga2abA/Tm5oDr6FAmI/AAAAAAAACPM/6crcvG86Oko/s1600/5979911990_0340245b87_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6194838422_11b6b840c6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6972326726434509923.post-943836201225254683</id><published>2011-09-26T23:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T23:21:27.916+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marrakesh'/><title type='text'>so much to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;my final vacation post! seems like forever ago now, that Brando and I embarked on our cross-continent heatwave. it also seems like that's all I've been talking about here for a while! not to worry, there won't be another vacation for a long while... sad face. we were planning on going to Greece but our budget is kind of non-existent anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. here are my cherished last photos of Marrakesh, after the jump...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6183446586_52a98a195a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6183446586_52a98a195a_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6173/6182936687_89b4a4d007_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6173/6182936687_89b4a4d007_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6182912073_76d2ff54ae_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="961" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6182912073_76d2ff54ae_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;magic carpets (?) in the souks // Marrakesh is famous for its orange juice! the market is filled with juice stalls // Moroccan oranges // snake charmers...certainly not people charmers, and the prices they charge for a photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Marrakesh is by far the most unique city I've ever been to. our perfectly pleasant, non-english speaking cab driver picked us up at the airport after I was finally able to recall the name of our hostel (oops. and I'm usually so organized with these things.). the drive through the city was crazy in itself; anyone who thinks their city has nutty drivers should experience zig-zagging through streets barely big enough for a car, surrounded by entire families crammed on motor bikes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we were greeted at the Riad Marrakesh Rouge by Ali, one of the staff. the hostel was colourful and clean and served amazing free breakfast, but the staff by far takes the cake. they were amazing, so friendly and helpful. they give you maps, make suggestions of what to see and where to eat, make sure you don't get ripped off at the markets, and arrange desert outings for you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I cannot say enough good things about this hostel. if you ever go to Marrakesh, you HAVE to stay there. it's as good as any hotel. and it's right in the heart of the medina (old city) next to the big square, which is exactly where you want to be. everything is in walking distance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6152/6182946839_e434a6df23_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="450" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6152/6182946839_e434a6df23_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6183471314_ee389c33ef_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="690" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6183471314_ee389c33ef_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;top group of 3: at the Saadian tombs // rest: Bahia + Badi palaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the palaces were definitely a highlight of the trip, and they're only a short walk from the big square. there were a lot of great times in Marrakesh, but I think Badi Palace, the one with the storks, was my favourite. it was so fascinating, and peaceful. the nice thing about the city is that there are plenty of tourists, but nothing is overcrowded. well, the souks and the markets are, but not with tourists!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we also went to the Saadian tombs, which is pretty self-explanatory; tombs of the Saadian royals. very small, but very pretty. both palaces and the tombs only cost 10 dirham each to visit- which equals about $1.25. totally worth it for the pictures alone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;the thing about Morocco is everything is so cheap when converted. you can get an amazing meal for $5 just about anywhere. and the food is delicious! we didn't try anything overly adventurous- although I believe at one point I ate a pigeon pie- but everything was extremely flavourful and filling. tajine was definitely my favourite; it's an amazing Moroccan stew. I'm partial to the lamb one, but you can get chicken or just vegetable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;you can buy traditional tajine spice at any of the markets- some people may even try to sell you some through their living room windows as you walk by. Morocco is known for it's rich array of spices, and they're very cheap compared to prices in North America and Europe. you can scoop up saffron for a fraction of the cost!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6152/6182934831_869680ea6e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6152/6182934831_869680ea6e_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brando + myself in the tunnels under Badi palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the markets and souks in the medina are an experience on their own. I could have spent every day wandering around just looking at all the beautiful things. you almost need to bring an extra suitcase for all the things you'll want to buy! you can outfit a gorgeous home for mere dollars; there are rugs bigger than our apartment hanging on shop walls, exquisite glass lanterns in all sizes, and beautiful hand-crafted furniture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;shopping in Marrakesh is a mental and physical workout. you have to play a game of cat-and-mouse meshed with a battle of wits just to haggle with the shop keepers, and pushing through the crowds and inevitably getting lost in the souks can be gruelling (and yes- you will get lost. don't worry, locals can spot lost tourists from a mile away and will happily point you in the right direction.) but shopping is totally worth it. you can snag tons of amazing, hand-crafted, original stuff for cheap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;most common and popular shop items include lanterns, carpets (not guaranteed to be magic), spices (which are displayed in large colourful pyramids), lamps (yes, as in "genie of the"), tea sets, jewellery, and leather. oh. so much. leather. I wanted a bag from every corner. and one girl we met at the hostel snagged some super-cool embroidered leather boots! I was so jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;some shopping tips; start haggling at less than half the price the shop keeper originally asks. for example, if a guy wants 300 dirham for a pashmina, tell him you'll give him 100. they will tell you you're crazy and try to make you believe you are being unreasonable, but you are not. locals pay a lot less than tourists for the same goods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;if the shop keeper won't haggle, give your final price then walk away. usually they'll chase you and give you that price. if not, you'll probably find something almost exactly the same around the corner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that said, if you fall in love with an item but are tempted to "shop around" first, don't risk it. you'll probably never find the same shop twice. or you'll spend all day trying to get back to it and it will make you sweaty and cranky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6156/6182914147_270cf84a05_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6156/6182914147_270cf84a05_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6171/6183451278_748761ec49_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6171/6183451278_748761ec49_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6168/6183472204_7e5628581d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6168/6183472204_7e5628581d_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt
