<?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-6123519123057089632</id><updated>2011-08-02T19:52:17.738-04:00</updated><category term='burning loins'/><category term='hail kaiser karl'/><category term='i love chuck bass'/><category term='when i grow up'/><category term='un-domestic bliss'/><category term='olsen addict'/><category term='working (it)'/><category term='my sweet ride'/><category term='the boy who lived'/><category term='finally using my degree'/><category term='just call me yente'/><category term='what i think feelings feel like'/><category term='the best damn show on tv'/><category term='fashion smashion'/><category term='puppies'/><category term='groupie love'/><category term='adventures in wonderland'/><category term='eye spy'/><category term='i heart nosferatu'/><category term='i refuse to be an &quot;ista&quot;'/><category term='gimme gimme'/><title type='text'>bright young thing</title><subtitle type='html'>this is a chronicle of whatever interests me today.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-8043254592353030052</id><published>2009-12-22T17:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T17:09:31.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burning loins'/><title type='text'>a perfect christmas morning</title><content type='html'>...would include this under my tree:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SzFDgJF2ipI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wpybJ1dnQ8s/s1600-h/franco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SzFDgJF2ipI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wpybJ1dnQ8s/s400/franco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418186046178757266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-8043254592353030052?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/8043254592353030052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=8043254592353030052' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8043254592353030052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8043254592353030052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/12/perfect-christmas-morning.html' title='a perfect christmas morning'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SzFDgJF2ipI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wpybJ1dnQ8s/s72-c/franco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-1261223550169854274</id><published>2009-12-10T16:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:46:24.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the boy who lived'/><title type='text'>from azkaban with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SyFxH2gwtcI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Zno7xYog0Fg/s1600-h/dementors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SyFxH2gwtcI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Zno7xYog0Fg/s400/dementors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413732606781994434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;weheartit&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pardon me for the nerd post, but its been a big, harry potter-filled week. my sister &amp;amp; i began planning our trip to &lt;a href="http://www.universalorlandoresort.com/harrypotter/"&gt;mecca&lt;/a&gt;, ads for the half-blood prince dvd* have been all over tv and then, best of all, &lt;a href="http://bougybisous.wordpress.com/"&gt;paige&lt;/a&gt; told me the &lt;a href="http://www.newswire.ca/en/releases/archive/December2009/08/c9044.html"&gt;greatest news&lt;/a&gt; ever!! hopefully this will tide me over until november, when the next movie is released. otherwise i could just re-read the whole series - it's going to be a long, cold winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*yep, that's another christmas present hint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-1261223550169854274?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/1261223550169854274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=1261223550169854274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/1261223550169854274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/1261223550169854274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-azkaban-with-love.html' title='from azkaban with love'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SyFxH2gwtcI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Zno7xYog0Fg/s72-c/dementors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-8502403280685711827</id><published>2009-12-02T13:28:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T15:27:03.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme gimme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>i &lt;3 nyc</title><content type='html'>growing up i was always pretty into maps. on road trips, i'd get so excited when my mom got tired and let me take over navigating duties. but after a visit to the tate modern's exhibit on &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/exhibitions/globalcities/default.shtm"&gt;global cities&lt;/a&gt; and a summer touring around europe i got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; into maps - specifically, transit maps. i managed to accumulate quite the collection of dog-eared subway maps over the years, which have now been lost into the abyss*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, as i kind of have a thing for maps and new york is one of my favourite cities in the world (second only to paris), it goes without saying that i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;** this &lt;a href="http://zeroperzero.com/shop/m_mall_detail.php?ps_ctid=01040000&amp;amp;ps_goid=18"&gt;poster&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sxa5I_hx5qI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vrDDIkbjcJU/s1600-h/nyc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sxa5I_hx5qI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vrDDIkbjcJU/s400/nyc1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410715566475437730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sxa5N9s7oTI/AAAAAAAAAQE/C4w3zFesW04/s1600-h/nyc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sxa5N9s7oTI/AAAAAAAAAQE/C4w3zFesW04/s400/nyc2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410715651884687666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sxa5TMjl2JI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-yBET9fkRBg/s1600-h/nyc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sxa5TMjl2JI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-yBET9fkRBg/s400/nyc3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410715741771389074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean... hearts + maps + nyc? adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, how can you not love a &lt;a href="http://www.zeroperzero.com/"&gt;company&lt;/a&gt; whose slogan is: "we make a happy life. have a talk and feeeeel love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*also know as my parents' basement&lt;br /&gt;** ahem, friends/boyfriend/parents/sister... christmas present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-8502403280685711827?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/8502403280685711827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=8502403280685711827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8502403280685711827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8502403280685711827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-3-nyc.html' title='i &lt;3 nyc'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sxa5I_hx5qI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vrDDIkbjcJU/s72-c/nyc1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-4829123151528297819</id><published>2009-11-06T15:40:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:48:05.575-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un-domestic bliss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i grow up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>the sun is up, the sky is blue</title><content type='html'>this past sunday, natasha and i met up to drink &lt;a href="http://hankstoronto.blogspot.com/"&gt;americanos&lt;/a&gt;, browse &lt;a href="http://www.stlawrencemarket.com/shopping/cspec2.html#NM"&gt;antiques&lt;/a&gt; and shop for new tights - the perfect autumn afternoon! an unexpected cancellation freed up more time, so we decided to buy some magazines and cozy up with a pot of tea. while wandering through the magazine racks at the nearest &lt;a href="http://www.chapters.indigo.ca/home/storeLocator/storeDetails/200?pticket=pji1dfvpoil2gz45oppoxi455JaPzkrpFnPJq4LpP68tUe7wLhQ%3d"&gt;bookstore&lt;/a&gt;, i came across &lt;a href="http://www.milkmagazine.net/"&gt;milk&lt;/a&gt; and bought it instantly (even though i don't have any children. not a big deal, right? i think not, but &lt;a href="http://s-nicole.blogspot.com/"&gt;some people&lt;/a&gt; disagree with me. whatever.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, i love everything about this magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mondrian-inspired market page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSXeQyRM9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/InmGD1uoB-w/s1600-h/milkmag_mondrian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSXeQyRM9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/InmGD1uoB-w/s400/milkmag_mondrian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401108399281746898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the dreamy, parisian papas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSXyw4ZDVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/y5QHjy_6zno/s1600-h/milkmag_dads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSXyw4ZDVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/y5QHjy_6zno/s400/milkmag_dads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401108751494745426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSYHoIvPlI/AAAAAAAAAPc/hJVbcXEilY4/s1600-h/milkmag_dads2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSYHoIvPlI/AAAAAAAAAPc/hJVbcXEilY4/s400/milkmag_dads2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401109109924642386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and, best of all, a streetstyle page shot by my fave (&lt;a href="http://www.garancedore.fr/en/"&gt;garance doré&lt;/a&gt;, holla!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSYV5D_qnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6j8uVcfIhIg/s1600-h/milkmag_garance1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSYV5D_qnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6j8uVcfIhIg/s400/milkmag_garance1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401109354986318450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSY1n65KvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YzA8m4uRpmQ/s1600-h/milkmag_garance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSY1n65KvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YzA8m4uRpmQ/s400/milkmag_garance2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401109900140554994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there are also a couple kiddie-fashion editorials and an article about children's creative spaces and design that was really interesting. all in all, this magazine is awesome and embodies the type of hip parent i one day hope to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sorry if the scans are a bit dark. i'm not used to all the settings on the office scanner.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-4829123151528297819?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/4829123151528297819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=4829123151528297819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/4829123151528297819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/4829123151528297819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/11/sun-is-up-sky-is-blue.html' title='the sun is up, the sky is blue'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SvSXeQyRM9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/InmGD1uoB-w/s72-c/milkmag_mondrian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-3438944364188846634</id><published>2009-10-29T16:35:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:04:58.038-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i think feelings feel like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>don't you forget about me</title><content type='html'>goodbye summer, helloooo fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've been gone for a while, but life took over and the blog fell by the wayside. i'm in at an interesting point in my life right now, which i can't really put into words. so instead i'll share some things i've been liking lately. i promise i'll be back soon (&amp;amp; hopefully words &gt; pictures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoCIDFfS6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/xcQM8mIn1IA/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoCIDFfS6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/xcQM8mIn1IA/s400/hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398129440647498658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoCAICIl2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/FU6-kVthpJo/s1600-h/the+selby_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoCAICIl2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/FU6-kVthpJo/s400/the+selby_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398129304536651618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoBDxqmZYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NOYKCCT3T7U/s1600-h/maciek+kobielski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoBDxqmZYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NOYKCCT3T7U/s400/maciek+kobielski.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128267740210562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoBAJy6Z7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZvATpmcKyWY/s1600-h/the+selby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoBAJy6Z7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZvATpmcKyWY/s400/the+selby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128205498050482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoAvg1CZlI/AAAAAAAAAOE/C65Vw5ghS6c/s1600-h/green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoAvg1CZlI/AAAAAAAAAOE/C65Vw5ghS6c/s400/green.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127919623202386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoAmy2DEoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/S2U7_Lg6JJk/s1600-h/farmhouse4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoAmy2DEoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/S2U7_Lg6JJk/s400/farmhouse4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127769840456322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoAgYRuCbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/RxG1g6loth0/s1600-h/emmanuelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoAgYRuCbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/RxG1g6loth0/s400/emmanuelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127659629545906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoA3vID9lI/AAAAAAAAAOM/IoUK-5HD9C8/s1600-h/lovewilltearusapart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoA3vID9lI/AAAAAAAAAOM/IoUK-5HD9C8/s400/lovewilltearusapart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128060900046418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoAZjgCdqI/AAAAAAAAANs/AdG5EhOpp_c/s1600-h/daughters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoAZjgCdqI/AAAAAAAAANs/AdG5EhOpp_c/s400/daughters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127542383310498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoATF9DW6I/AAAAAAAAANk/0XPMTtJL3u4/s1600-h/cherry+blossom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoATF9DW6I/AAAAAAAAANk/0XPMTtJL3u4/s400/cherry+blossom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127431372725154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoALThYgNI/AAAAAAAAANc/cg3XrHM5dwc/s1600-h/cannes+-+birkin.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoALThYgNI/AAAAAAAAANc/cg3XrHM5dwc/s400/cannes+-+birkin.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127297575813330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoBGQYVrsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Yrfl7kf5aZU/s1600-h/max.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoBGQYVrsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Yrfl7kf5aZU/s400/max.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128310344855234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(too lazy to put photo credits in. if a photo is yours, let me know &amp; i'll add credit. xo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-3438944364188846634?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/3438944364188846634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=3438944364188846634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3438944364188846634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3438944364188846634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-you-forget-about-me.html' title='don&apos;t you forget about me'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SuoCIDFfS6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/xcQM8mIn1IA/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-8561484044160050448</id><published>2009-06-03T17:13:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:20:56.516-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finally using my degree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>if it ain't baroque...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiboGmi9cqI/AAAAAAAAANI/PybDHLDnIHA/s1600-h/deadweather+-+black+book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiboGmi9cqI/AAAAAAAAANI/PybDHLDnIHA/s400/deadweather+-+black+book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343213208045712034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiboDhvOgPI/AAAAAAAAANA/rK8_MJsTv6Y/s1600-h/louboutin-+lippmann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiboDhvOgPI/AAAAAAAAANA/rK8_MJsTv6Y/s400/louboutin-+lippmann.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343213155215376626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sibn8f7FfRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/E-OjpePFZuk/s1600-h/louboutin+-+lippman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sibn8f7FfRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/E-OjpePFZuk/s400/louboutin+-+lippman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343213034469162258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.blackbookmag.com/article/the-weather-underground-jack-whites-new-gig-the-dead-weather-rain-rock-supr/7947"&gt;black book&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://pipeline.refinery29.com/news/christian_louboutins_ad_campai.php#more"&gt;refinery 29&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;after seeing Mary Ellen Matthews' photo of &lt;a href="http://www.thedeadweather.com/"&gt;Dead Weather&lt;/a&gt; for Black Book and Peter Lippmann's new ad campaign for Christian Louboutin, i feel an overwhelming urge to unearth my old comparative literature &amp;amp; civilization textbooks. these photos really stir up memories of sitting in a dark, forgotten basement classroom in &lt;a href="http://www.geography.uwo.ca/campusmaps/images/map/westernandaffiliates.pdf"&gt;university college&lt;/a&gt;* looking at slide after slide of baroque paintings and architecture. so, for nostalgia's sake (and because this is my blog and i can do whatever i want), here's my favourite painting from that class - "Las Meninas" by Diego Velázquez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SibsGjcpT1I/AAAAAAAAANQ/xqtRhr0QIsY/s1600-h/velazquez-las-meninas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SibsGjcpT1I/AAAAAAAAANQ/xqtRhr0QIsY/s400/velazquez-las-meninas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343217605260431186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Las_Meninas"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*for the record, this was the actual name of the building, not me creating a vague name for a post-secondary institution. because.. c'mon, i could make up a better fake name than that. anyways, i linked a map so you could see that the building really exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-8561484044160050448?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/8561484044160050448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=8561484044160050448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8561484044160050448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8561484044160050448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-it-aint-baroque.html' title='if it ain&apos;t baroque...'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiboGmi9cqI/AAAAAAAAANI/PybDHLDnIHA/s72-c/deadweather+-+black+book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-4352236979272930483</id><published>2009-06-02T12:53:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:10:21.655-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un-domestic bliss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i grow up'/><title type='text'>mommy dearest</title><content type='html'>my mom's birthday is around the corner, so i've been on the hunt for the perfect present* for her and if my paycheque came with a few extra zeros on the end, this would be it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiVb8YTnElI/AAAAAAAAAMw/KvCgEYD79vA/s1600-h/rain+collector+-+hero+365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiVb8YTnElI/AAAAAAAAAMw/KvCgEYD79vA/s400/rain+collector+-+hero+365.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342777625819943506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://blog.sub-studio.com/"&gt;sub-studio design&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this adorable rain collector is one of the first pieces from the recently launched &lt;a href="http://www.hero-365.com/365.html"&gt;HERO 365&lt;/a&gt;, a company that creates "extraordinary resource saving products for everyday life". as my parents' house is in the country and they rely on a well, this rain collector would be extremely handy (it can hold 45 gallons of water!) during the dry summer months. oh well, maybe next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*i.e. a present better than what my sister gets her, to cement my position as "mom's favourite child"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-4352236979272930483?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/4352236979272930483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=4352236979272930483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/4352236979272930483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/4352236979272930483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/06/mommy-dearest.html' title='mommy dearest'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiVb8YTnElI/AAAAAAAAAMw/KvCgEYD79vA/s72-c/rain+collector+-+hero+365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-3997195041561654233</id><published>2009-06-01T23:09:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:50:25.012-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme gimme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>she sells sea shells</title><content type='html'>no matter what the season, i tend to be drawn towards the same colour clothing - black, white, grey, navy and purple. this summer, however, is going to be a bit different. i've spotted a new shade on the block and its got me lusting after it like nothing else. ladies and gentlemen, i give you.......... seafoam green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiSaRFq56LI/AAAAAAAAAMY/eQRNQMTKYUY/s1600-h/sea+foam+cherry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiSaRFq56LI/AAAAAAAAAMY/eQRNQMTKYUY/s400/sea+foam+cherry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342564676338837682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiSbo-xPc1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/G7rbN5tYuac/s1600-h/sea+foam+jane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiSbo-xPc1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/G7rbN5tYuac/s400/sea+foam+jane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342566186314855250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.thecherryblossomgirl.com/"&gt;cherry blossom girl&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://seaofshoes.typepad.com/sea_of_shoes/"&gt;sea of shoes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm off to h&amp;amp;m, in the hopes that a toronto location is as stocked as its parisian counterpart. bonne chance à moi!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-3997195041561654233?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/3997195041561654233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=3997195041561654233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3997195041561654233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3997195041561654233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/06/she-sells-sea-shells.html' title='she sells sea shells'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SiSaRFq56LI/AAAAAAAAAMY/eQRNQMTKYUY/s72-c/sea+foam+cherry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-6372757351954384860</id><published>2009-05-01T17:59:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:30:05.850-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures in wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>these are a few of your favourite things</title><content type='html'>here's a "good luck post" for my lovely roommate, ashley. i've collected an assortment of your favourite things - french bulldogs, old-timey, whimsy and mustaches (obviously) - to celebrate you (almost) being done. one more night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftxIxDgRWI/AAAAAAAAALo/yfj_qc4cPuM/s1600-h/mustachioed+horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftxIxDgRWI/AAAAAAAAALo/yfj_qc4cPuM/s400/mustachioed+horse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330978979344041314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftxLXRIAbI/AAAAAAAAALw/P473Ny5n86o/s1600-h/mustached+dog+-+pretty+pretty+paper+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftxLXRIAbI/AAAAAAAAALw/P473Ny5n86o/s400/mustached+dog+-+pretty+pretty+paper+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330979023961457074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftwxgQakjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KuM-Cv51eS0/s1600-h/moustache+2+-+east+side+bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftwxgQakjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KuM-Cv51eS0/s400/moustache+2+-+east+side+bride.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330978579697799730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sftw3sPRnmI/AAAAAAAAALg/uIun8N889wk/s1600-h/moustache+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sftw3sPRnmI/AAAAAAAAALg/uIun8N889wk/s400/moustache+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330978685993459298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftxPvuu13I/AAAAAAAAAL4/TbGluV8DwRE/s1600-h/mustachioed+monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftxPvuu13I/AAAAAAAAAL4/TbGluV8DwRE/s400/mustachioed+monkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330979099247564658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftxU3NAZDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_CYpsuenIbI/s1600-h/cohen+mustache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftxU3NAZDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_CYpsuenIbI/s400/cohen+mustache.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330979187152938034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woot!&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/6123519123057089632-6372757351954384860?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/6372757351954384860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=6372757351954384860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/6372757351954384860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/6372757351954384860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/05/these-are-few-of-your-favourite-things.html' title='these are a few of your favourite things'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SftxIxDgRWI/AAAAAAAAALo/yfj_qc4cPuM/s72-c/mustachioed+horse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-2323374918236496533</id><published>2009-05-01T17:31:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:59:17.446-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un-domestic bliss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i grow up'/><title type='text'>what dreaming used to be</title><content type='html'>i've been spending a lot of time on &lt;a href="http://www.theselby.com/"&gt;the selby&lt;/a&gt; lately. as much as i love my current living situation (hii &lt;a href="http://descentintodessert.wordpress.com/"&gt;roomies&lt;/a&gt;!!), at some point i will venture out and get a place of my own. naturally, this new place will have an exposed brick wall and force me to invest in furniture that isn't from ikea. basically, it will look like an amalgamation of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfttHDOYLdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OiRUohAumLs/s1600-h/selby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfttHDOYLdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OiRUohAumLs/s400/selby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974551815237074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfttDht8TjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uAiaraw7_fM/s1600-h/selby5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfttDht8TjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uAiaraw7_fM/s400/selby5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974491281215026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfttAtAOuNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/z7naKYz-bcQ/s1600-h/selby4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfttAtAOuNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/z7naKYz-bcQ/s400/selby4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974442771101906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sfts-B_97lI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4APA_Nz0p0E/s1600-h/selby7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sfts-B_97lI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4APA_Nz0p0E/s400/selby7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974396867538514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sfts7sgXAYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EfdGDWXwl6o/s1600-h/selby3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sfts7sgXAYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EfdGDWXwl6o/s400/selby3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974356738081154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sfts4ehOcFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OV_rj9PLZO8/s1600-h/selby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sfts4ehOcFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OV_rj9PLZO8/s400/selby2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974301444010066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sfts1bYzWRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/JUoaAwkBxs8/s1600-h/mirror+-+selby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sfts1bYzWRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/JUoaAwkBxs8/s400/mirror+-+selby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974249063766290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one day, even further down the road, maybe i'll have a baby. when i do, i want the nursery/playroom/toy room/whatever to look like this (regardless of gender. tutus are for everyone!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfttpOx2EaI/AAAAAAAAALA/5Qsh9RIFecE/s1600-h/selby+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfttpOx2EaI/AAAAAAAAALA/5Qsh9RIFecE/s400/selby+kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330975139032338850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and obviously s/he will play one of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sftt_Zka5OI/AAAAAAAAALI/7AFi0EFxJIM/s1600-h/selby+kid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sftt_Zka5OI/AAAAAAAAALI/7AFi0EFxJIM/s400/selby+kid2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330975519885944034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-2323374918236496533?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/2323374918236496533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=2323374918236496533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/2323374918236496533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/2323374918236496533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-spending-lot-of-time-on-selby.html' title='what dreaming used to be'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfttHDOYLdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OiRUohAumLs/s72-c/selby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-9008321369746594292</id><published>2009-04-25T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:59:53.691-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groupie love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burning loins'/><title type='text'>oh the razorblade, that's what i call love</title><content type='html'>"&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Casablancas&lt;/strong&gt; said rehearsals for the album have been successful so far. 'We have three songs,' he said. 'Some of the new stuff has a '70s vibe, like Thin Lizzy or Elvis Costello. But then some of it is bizarre music from the future that we're trying to tone down to sound catchy. So we're trapped between the future and the '70s.'...&lt;br /&gt;Posting on their official site bassist &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nikolai Fraiture&lt;/strong&gt; said: 'I'd like to say that I'm still looking very forward to a fourth album release. We just need to work out a few technical kinks.'"&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                              - &lt;a href="http://www.nme.com/news/the-strokes/36131"&gt;nme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfNAzGI1ZiI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9E95Xnz5ctM/s1600-h/the+strokes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfNAzGI1ZiI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9E95Xnz5ctM/s400/the+strokes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328674030674601506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyy!!!!!!&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/6123519123057089632-9008321369746594292?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/9008321369746594292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=9008321369746594292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/9008321369746594292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/9008321369746594292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-razorblade-thats-what-i-call-love.html' title='oh the razorblade, that&apos;s what i call love'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfNAzGI1ZiI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9E95Xnz5ctM/s72-c/the+strokes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-2757592284767922021</id><published>2009-04-23T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:19:45.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sweet ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures in wonderland'/><title type='text'>what's a girl to do?</title><content type='html'>the weather in toronto this weekend is supposed to reach a high of 24 degrees celsius. this means two things --- bikes &amp;amp; bare legs! finally!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a seemingly endless winter of cold, snow &amp;amp; streetcars, spring has sprung! and not a moment too soon either; nearly all of my tights have holes in them and my patience with the ttc has hit its breaking point. but, that's all in the past now. my raleigh and i will be reunited in a few short hours, never to part until the snow falls once more. until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDWm_R215I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rD2qMA76Oso/s1600-h/cycle4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDWm_R215I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rD2qMA76Oso/s400/cycle4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327994324489000850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDWjXmpp5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Rh-yV9UqzuA/s1600-h/cycle+spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDWjXmpp5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Rh-yV9UqzuA/s400/cycle+spring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327994262299191186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDWbAvA69I/AAAAAAAAAJA/6yzZ5Mj6waw/s1600-h/cycle3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDWbAvA69I/AAAAAAAAAJA/6yzZ5Mj6waw/s400/cycle3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327994118721301458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDWVtCarsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TQxgAQ7Dioo/s1600-h/cycle+sart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDWVtCarsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TQxgAQ7Dioo/s400/cycle+sart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327994027534626498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDW8k9_XRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Hw_hNHjUCvk/s1600-h/cycle+romance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDW8k9_XRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Hw_hNHjUCvk/s400/cycle+romance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327994695383473426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDW4oDld6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FfSwAxDGlXQ/s1600-h/cycle+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDW4oDld6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FfSwAxDGlXQ/s400/cycle+man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327994627492771746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDXdQmPMPI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UpIT6-DFSAc/s1600-h/cycle+pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDXdQmPMPI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UpIT6-DFSAc/s400/cycle+pirate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327995256850821362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(photos from &lt;a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/"&gt;the sartorialist&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.copenhagencyclechic.com/"&gt;copenhagen cycle chic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bicyclepirate.blogspot.com/"&gt;bicycle pirate&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.refinery29.com/"&gt;refinery 29&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-2757592284767922021?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/2757592284767922021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=2757592284767922021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/2757592284767922021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/2757592284767922021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-girl-to-do.html' title='what&apos;s a girl to do?'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SfDWm_R215I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rD2qMA76Oso/s72-c/cycle4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-3495427877982579531</id><published>2009-04-22T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:27:05.323-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme gimme'/><title type='text'>melodies &amp; desires</title><content type='html'>when your work-email goes down, some harmless internet window-shopping seems like a good way to pass the time, right? wrong! it would've been harmless if only i hadn't stumbled across &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; most perfect pair of black pumps ever created. now i'm examining and re-arranging my budget, frantically trying to figure out any way i can squeeze these &lt;a href="http://www.forwardforward.com/fwd/DisplayProduct.jsp?d=F&amp;amp;s=B&amp;amp;c=Acne+Jeans&amp;amp;product=ACNE-WZ8"&gt;babies&lt;/a&gt; in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Se-KOSs5fPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xSie4C71anU/s1600-h/acne+shoes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Se-KOSs5fPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xSie4C71anU/s400/acne+shoes1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327628862345542898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Se-KH-b1SFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/STdmEv1Px3Y/s1600-h/acne+shoes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Se-KH-b1SFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/STdmEv1Px3Y/s400/acne+shoes2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327628753826039890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god. just look at that HEEL!!!! oh sweden, you've done it to me &lt;a href="http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/02/stockholm-syndrome.html"&gt;again&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-3495427877982579531?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/3495427877982579531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=3495427877982579531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3495427877982579531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3495427877982579531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/04/melodies-desires.html' title='melodies &amp; desires'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Se-KOSs5fPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xSie4C71anU/s72-c/acne+shoes1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-7191830326536591086</id><published>2009-04-17T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:41:27.980-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i think feelings feel like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the boy who lived'/><title type='text'>the chosen one</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="242"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/10304"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/10304" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="242"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 88 days left!!! but who's counting, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-7191830326536591086?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/7191830326536591086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=7191830326536591086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/7191830326536591086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/7191830326536591086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/04/chosen-one.html' title='the chosen one'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-8756085191637788395</id><published>2009-03-26T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:39:03.286-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groupie love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>oh baby, i love you but you're killing me.</title><content type='html'>while browsing through the photos i'd gathered recently, i noticed a very distinct theme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sc0XFUymjOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/o-r5eTrFm6c/s1600-h/albert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sc0XFUymjOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/o-r5eTrFm6c/s400/albert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317932115242159330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SczcoYL0HlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6Vef1VPGFA8/s1600-h/taylor+warren.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SczcoYL0HlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6Vef1VPGFA8/s400/taylor+warren.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317867846262595154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Scv2owQ4smI/AAAAAAAAAIA/z5Ftp-33DIQ/s1600-h/upyours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Scv2owQ4smI/AAAAAAAAAIA/z5Ftp-33DIQ/s400/upyours.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317614965051929186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sc0YMjbV3hI/AAAAAAAAAIg/P1rOG8jnxek/s1600-h/the+kills+smoking+duo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sc0YMjbV3hI/AAAAAAAAAIg/P1rOG8jnxek/s400/the+kills+smoking+duo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317933338941840914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Scv2tWBSurI/AAAAAAAAAII/vgXO3RjjnNg/s1600-h/charlotte+%26+serge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Scv2tWBSurI/AAAAAAAAAII/vgXO3RjjnNg/s400/charlotte+%26+serge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317615043906550450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Scv2jQ08ihI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1fl9-jzEYMU/s1600-h/larastone+from+jak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Scv2jQ08ihI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1fl9-jzEYMU/s400/larastone+from+jak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317614870713895442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(photos from &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/alberthammondjr"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.thefashionspot.com/"&gt;the fashion spot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jakandjil.com/blog/"&gt;jakandjil&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;many people will disagree with me, but i really love how people look when they're smoking. i can't help it! they look so cool! ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my recent trip to austin, tx i was reunited with my long-lost love --- smoking american cigarettes! it was part of my "i'm on vacation so i can do whatever i want and it doesn't count" mentality. but, like all good things, my vacation came to an end; i'm back home in toronto and i've reluctantly left the cigarettes south of the border (.... for the most part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i do know better. and i know smoking is bad for you - unfortunately. so consider this post part of my detox-therapy.&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/6123519123057089632-8756085191637788395?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/8756085191637788395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=8756085191637788395' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8756085191637788395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8756085191637788395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-baby-i-love-you-but-youre-killing-me.html' title='oh baby, i love you but you&apos;re killing me.'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sc0XFUymjOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/o-r5eTrFm6c/s72-c/albert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-6699753417066462194</id><published>2009-03-10T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:42:37.828-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just call me yente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i think feelings feel like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>mad about the boy</title><content type='html'>i've never really been the matchmaker type, but these two kids are a match made in sartorial heaven. here's why i think &lt;a href="http://tavi-thenewgirlintown.blogspot.com/"&gt;tavi&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://men.style.com/gq/features/landing?id=content_8377"&gt;arlo&lt;/a&gt; would be the best-dressed couple since &lt;a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/"&gt;scott&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.garancedore.fr/en/"&gt;garance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit a: an affinity for mixing patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbbX2Azw3fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/S4GGAjnZJlo/s1600-h/romance1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbbX2Azw3fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/S4GGAjnZJlo/s400/romance1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311670133460098546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit b: a penchant for snazzy headwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbbZs-0F7vI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1RD--rNOgsU/s1600-h/romance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbbZs-0F7vI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1RD--rNOgsU/s400/romance2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311672177329041138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit c: a tendency to look like a character from a tim burton film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sbba2KThxRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/t03dOrAqk_I/s1600-h/romance3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/Sbba2KThxRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/t03dOrAqk_I/s400/romance3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311673434544129298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit d: they'll have no problems with coordinating their red &amp;amp; pink valentines' day outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbbdXG_xrnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Rq_eaTtLCb4/s1600-h/romance4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbbdXG_xrnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Rq_eaTtLCb4/s400/romance4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311676199614918258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know they're a bit young for romance and there might be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slight &lt;/span&gt;age difference, but if cupid's bow doesn't unite these two fashion darlings, i will lose all my (remaining) faith in true love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-6699753417066462194?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/6699753417066462194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=6699753417066462194' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/6699753417066462194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/6699753417066462194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/03/mad-about-boy.html' title='mad about the boy'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbbX2Azw3fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/S4GGAjnZJlo/s72-c/romance1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-7459875332592926508</id><published>2009-03-06T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:15:35.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hail kaiser karl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme gimme'/><title type='text'>pissing everywhere isn't very chanel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbGDaGft-_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/rb92hklisIc/s1600-h/karl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbGDaGft-_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/rb92hklisIc/s400/karl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310169920090012658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uncle karl may not be interested in my reality - something i learned from my recent (slash "how the hell did it take me this long to watch this?!") viewing of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0809439/"&gt;lagerfeld confidential&lt;/a&gt; - but i am completely besotted by his. most recently? this incredible bag, being sold exclusively at &lt;a href="http://www.colette.fr/#/eshop/article/44417/karl-lagerfeld/99/"&gt;colette&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. i die.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*i do promise this will be the one &amp;amp; only time i use this rachel zoe-ism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-7459875332592926508?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/7459875332592926508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=7459875332592926508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/7459875332592926508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/7459875332592926508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/03/pissing-everywhere-isnt-very-chanel.html' title='pissing everywhere isn&apos;t very chanel'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbGDaGft-_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/rb92hklisIc/s72-c/karl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-8055054181566978961</id><published>2009-03-05T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:08:24.911-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme gimme'/><title type='text'>the only thing i'd postpone summer for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbBPFrzHngI/AAAAAAAAAGg/r_nWgYjBNl8/s1600-h/garance+leather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbBPFrzHngI/AAAAAAAAAGg/r_nWgYjBNl8/s400/garance+leather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309830919744888322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.garancedore.fr/en/"&gt;garance doré&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbBPJi1p-jI/AAAAAAAAAGo/w2yUCcH7A8Y/s1600-h/leatherpants+-+jane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbBPJi1p-jI/AAAAAAAAAGo/w2yUCcH7A8Y/s400/leatherpants+-+jane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309830986059086386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://seaofshoes.typepad.com/"&gt;sea of shoes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden the entire blogosphere seems to be obsessed with leather pants - thankfully, not of the lindsay lohan/kova &amp;amp; t variety. since spotting these shots i've stopped daydreaming about the hot &amp;amp; sticky weather of july, and instead am fantasizing about the cool, post-rain breeze (much more leather pants-friendly). i'm sure once i step outside i'll quickly revert back to my heat-seeking ways, but it may take a little longer to shake this new found leather fetish. i think its time for a good ol' value village hunt... &lt;a href="http://s-nicole.blogspot.com/"&gt;anyone&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-8055054181566978961?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/8055054181566978961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=8055054181566978961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8055054181566978961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8055054181566978961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-thing-id-postpone-summer-for.html' title='the only thing i&apos;d postpone summer for'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SbBPFrzHngI/AAAAAAAAAGg/r_nWgYjBNl8/s72-c/garance+leather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-5774870631788961836</id><published>2009-02-12T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:56:50.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olsen addict'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>olsen &gt; lohan</title><content type='html'>as i'm obsessed with everything olsen (most recently, their little &lt;a href="http://olsensanonymous.blogspot.com/search/label/elizabeth"&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt;), it goes without saying that i'm hyped for mary-kate's &lt;a href="http://www.interviewmagazine.com/"&gt;interview magazine&lt;/a&gt; cover. this behind-the-scenes peek at her photoshoot just amps up the excitement even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.interviewmagazine.com/swf/media_gallery.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=4426&amp;amp;type=10201"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.interviewmagazine.com/swf/media_gallery.swf" id="interviewvideo" name="interviewvideo" bgcolor="#ffffff" quality="high" menu="false" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="id=4426&amp;amp;type=10201" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry &lt;a href="http://www.interviewmagazine.com/film/lindsay-lohan/"&gt;lindsay&lt;/a&gt;. you'll have to do more than dish on samro &amp;amp; the paparazzi to come even close to this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-5774870631788961836?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/5774870631788961836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=5774870631788961836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/5774870631788961836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/5774870631788961836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/02/olsen-lohan.html' title='olsen &gt; lohan'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-8711006303151994351</id><published>2009-02-11T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:56:29.513-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love chuck bass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burning loins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>here's to you, mrs. robinson</title><content type='html'>looks like nate isn't the only boy on the UES making it with a "more experienced" woman.* next month's &lt;a href="http://www.harpersbazaar.com/"&gt;harper's bazaar&lt;/a&gt; features a mrs.robinson-themed photoshoot between ed westwick and helena christensen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shot by terry richardson, this smoldering editorial has me yearning for, well, ed westwick. but! also, a remake of "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0061722/"&gt;the graduate&lt;/a&gt;" (cmon, marisa tomei needs another role she can take off all her clothes for and there's only so many stripper-with-a-heart-of-gold roles out there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZNNRDCo5TI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CfzCw1fpE_k/s1600-h/mrs+robinson5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZNNRDCo5TI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CfzCw1fpE_k/s400/mrs+robinson5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301666141614695730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZNNcXSCknI/AAAAAAAAAGA/f0pX9qOVrJQ/s1600-h/mrs+robinson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZNNcXSCknI/AAAAAAAAAGA/f0pX9qOVrJQ/s400/mrs+robinson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301666336026563186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZNNltfKu5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/oPN0k0sjIuE/s1600-h/mrs+robinson3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZNNltfKu5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/oPN0k0sjIuE/s400/mrs+robinson3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301666496606026642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZNNr6cgDTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SaefSCp4wTM/s1600-h/mrs+robinson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZNNr6cgDTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SaefSCp4wTM/s400/mrs+robinson2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301666603163716914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fuck, is helena christensen hot or what?! i love that she's all about the younger guys in &lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/gossip/2008/03/10/2008-03-10_no_joshing_helena__beau_part.html"&gt;real life&lt;/a&gt; too (not quite this young, &lt;a href="http://www.spinner.com/2008/03/27/interpols-paul-banks-dating-helena-christensen/"&gt;but&lt;/a&gt;...). forget jennifer aniston, &lt;a href="http://www.fabsugar.com/2465896?page=0,0,0"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is my 40-year old ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'd include dan in here as well, but since rachel carr is like, a week older than him.. it doesn't count. poor, lame dan; can't even make sex with his teacher risque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-8711006303151994351?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/8711006303151994351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=8711006303151994351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8711006303151994351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8711006303151994351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/02/heres-to-you-mrs-robinson.html' title='here&apos;s to you, mrs. robinson'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZNNRDCo5TI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CfzCw1fpE_k/s72-c/mrs+robinson5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-3412130279255028138</id><published>2009-02-10T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:53:30.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme gimme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures in wonderland'/><title type='text'>crimson &amp; clover</title><content type='html'>the fact that my wallet has been missing a clasp for a few months never really bothered me until i came across this &lt;a href="http://www.tobi.com/product/8097-comme-des-garcons-clover-embossed-large-zip-accessories-wallets?color_id=9553"&gt;comme des garçons wallet&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZG7WeJPY9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dfYwafS8_Dk/s1600-h/comme2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZG7WeJPY9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dfYwafS8_Dk/s320/comme2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301224231115121618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZG7WMMMSnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/qGMu6FTrklI/s1600-h/comme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZG7WMMMSnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/qGMu6FTrklI/s320/comme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301224226295663218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now all i can think about is how perfectly laid out &amp;amp; organized my wallet (and by extension, my life. right?) would be. and how adorable the clover pattern is. and how much i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; this for my upcoming &lt;a href="http://sxsw.com/"&gt;adventures&lt;/a&gt;. i mean, otherwise how would i keep track of my passport, plane tickets &amp;amp; assorted travel paraphernalia? there is no way, but the rei (kawakubo) way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-3412130279255028138?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/3412130279255028138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=3412130279255028138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3412130279255028138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3412130279255028138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/02/crimson-clover.html' title='crimson &amp; clover'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SZG7WeJPY9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dfYwafS8_Dk/s72-c/comme2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-2936792457071993821</id><published>2009-02-05T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:27:47.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groupie love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart nosferatu'/><title type='text'>stockholm syndrome</title><content type='html'>as of late, i've found myself increasingly drawn to all things scandinavian. my fascination began (as many things do) with vampires - specifically, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lettherightoneinmovie.com/"&gt;let the right one in&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a hauntingly beautiful film about adolescence, love, and the undead. visually, the film contrasts bright, harsh light and deep, inky shadows to convey horror without flashy special effects. this technique is especially effective against the stark, swedish winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next comes &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lykkeli"&gt;lykke li&lt;/a&gt;, with her infectious tunes and adorable, olsen-esque appearance. regrettably, i wasn't able to make it to her show the first time she came to toronto - nor will i be making it to her sold-out &lt;a href="http://www.libertygroup.com/phoenix/phoenix_events.html"&gt;show&lt;/a&gt; this friday - but this swedish superkid has earned a place of honour in my ipod rotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew my obsession was mutual when stockholm youths began popping up on all my favourite streetstyle blogs. as i imagine sweden &amp;amp; canada have similarly frigid winters, and as i become more and more tired of my sad attempts at creative winter-layering, i've begun compulsively collecting inspiration from the blogosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my favourite looks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYt0orEXXiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xRHlRYBSS64/s1600-h/sweden5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYt0orEXXiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xRHlRYBSS64/s400/sweden5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299457628636143138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photo cred: &lt;a href="http://www.garancedore.fr/en/"&gt;garance dore&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYtzWj5mS8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/wshvcJPUgdc/s1600-h/sweden3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYtzWj5mS8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/wshvcJPUgdc/s400/sweden3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299456217962662850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYtzdlfeSxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VCZWQ8F_RsU/s1600-h/sweden4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYtzdlfeSxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VCZWQ8F_RsU/s400/sweden4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299456338649041682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photo cred: both, &lt;a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/"&gt;the sartorialist&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYtzvVO1_tI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hJMj4tTF728/s1600-h/sweden1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYtzvVO1_tI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hJMj4tTF728/s400/sweden1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299456643521969874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photo cred: &lt;a href="http://stockholmstreetstyle.feber.se/"&gt;stockholm street style&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'd fit right in in stockholm; i'm a sucker for any look that pairs short skirts, tights, monochrome and, most impressively, heels in the winter. too bad i can't pull of the icelandic blonde. ahh, well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-2936792457071993821?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/2936792457071993821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=2936792457071993821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/2936792457071993821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/2936792457071993821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/02/stockholm-syndrome.html' title='stockholm syndrome'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYt0orEXXiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xRHlRYBSS64/s72-c/sweden5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-9075834022899468309</id><published>2009-01-29T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:25:55.209-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>the in crowd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYIhkKYsiPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-FV5iXtnMZk/s1600-h/gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYIhkKYsiPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-FV5iXtnMZk/s400/gang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296833016888068338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photo cred: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http:///"&gt;cobrasnake&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wes, liz, lou, olivier, waris, et al = one bad ass crew.&lt;br /&gt;what i would do to be at that party.&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/6123519123057089632-9075834022899468309?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/9075834022899468309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=9075834022899468309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/9075834022899468309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/9075834022899468309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-crowd.html' title='the in crowd'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SYIhkKYsiPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-FV5iXtnMZk/s72-c/gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-2356623260561790345</id><published>2009-01-26T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T08:18:07.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i think feelings feel like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groupie love'/><title type='text'>today, you've come now go away</title><content type='html'>i initially disliked the february issue of vogue for putting &lt;a href="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/gossip-girl/cast/blake-lively"&gt;S&lt;/a&gt; on its cover, when &lt;a href="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/gossip-girl/cast/leighton-meester"&gt;B&lt;/a&gt; is so obviously the reigning queen of the upper east side. i was about to forgive ms. wintour this oversight, until i came across this heartbreaking editorial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SX6Mww91W9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/spH7nxjLkDA/s1600-h/ahjr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SX6Mww91W9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/spH7nxjLkDA/s400/ahjr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295824981240142802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there was no more denying it. there he was; albert hammond jr, the (musical) love of my life, serenading agyness deyn in a glossy, full-page spread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got worse.. of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SX6NlfStCVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4KSI8HApqXc/s1600-h/ahjr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SX6NlfStCVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4KSI8HApqXc/s400/ahjr2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295825887028906322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here they are with their adorable love-puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SX6NxgpQFBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pmsUgQFOFkI/s1600-h/ahjr3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SX6NxgpQFBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pmsUgQFOFkI/s400/ahjr3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295826093550343186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and here, enjoying a technicolour picnic with another serenade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SX6OTi1vDoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vuxb6BAE2r4/s1600-h/ahjr4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SX6OTi1vDoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vuxb6BAE2r4/s400/ahjr4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295826678255128194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and finally, lounging in bed (bed! BED!! why'd you have to be in bed?!?) together while he jots down some lyrics for a song inspired by how gorgeous she looks in dior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thanks, mikael jansson, for so vividly capturing agyness and albert's union - their &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;engagement&lt;/span&gt;, no less -  with your lens. the crushing pain to my heart is only mildly tempered by the &lt;a href="http://www.nme.com/news/the-strokes/42301"&gt;good news&lt;/a&gt; i heard today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;confession: i wrote this entire post while playing albert's first solo album, "yours to keep". i spent many a train ride through europe listening to this album on my ipod and will always associate it with fond memories. "como te llama", his second album, is tainted, as it coincides with his meeting.. her. unfortunately, i am an emotional cutter and will probably spend the next week listening to it on repeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-2356623260561790345?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/2356623260561790345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=2356623260561790345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/2356623260561790345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/2356623260561790345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-youve-come-now-go-away.html' title='today, you&apos;ve come now go away'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SX6Mww91W9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/spH7nxjLkDA/s72-c/ahjr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-1508355993097462193</id><published>2009-01-24T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:05:00.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i grow up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye spy'/><title type='text'>going to the chapel</title><content type='html'>as a general rule, i dislike a lot of the elements of a "&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo_search.php?page=15&amp;oid=2216013462&amp;aid=-1&amp;auser=&amp;view=all#/group.php?gid=2216013462"&gt;traditional&lt;/a&gt;" north american wedding, but i hold a special disdain for the engagement photos. while i appreciate the desire (necessity?) for these pictures, i can just never get behind the end product. i find most to be overly staged and pose-y, reflecting more the urge to cross another thing off one's wedding "to do" list than to evoke the true emotions of the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a pleasure then, to stumble across these engagement photos of &lt;a href="http://joannagoddard.blogspot.com/"&gt;jo&lt;/a&gt; and her fiancee, alex. i love the colours and composition of these photos so so much. i've already saved the contact information of the photographer, &lt;a href="http://www.maxwanger.com/main.php"&gt;max wagner&lt;/a&gt;, for my future wedding, now i just need to find the groom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. until then.. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXtJUs4eiQI/AAAAAAAAADg/04A-1sYlZSA/s1600-h/romance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXtJUs4eiQI/AAAAAAAAADg/04A-1sYlZSA/s400/romance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294906406898403586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXtJh_uq-_I/AAAAAAAAADo/GKIzwK8mHas/s1600-h/romance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXtJh_uq-_I/AAAAAAAAADo/GKIzwK8mHas/s400/romance2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294906635295849458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXtJrSASYMI/AAAAAAAAADw/Fi73m8OWklI/s1600-h/romance3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXtJrSASYMI/AAAAAAAAADw/Fi73m8OWklI/s400/romance3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294906794820395202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-1508355993097462193?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/1508355993097462193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=1508355993097462193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/1508355993097462193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/1508355993097462193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-chapel.html' title='going to the chapel'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXtJUs4eiQI/AAAAAAAAADg/04A-1sYlZSA/s72-c/romance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-3979493185881839535</id><published>2009-01-16T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:48:10.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i refuse to be an &quot;ista&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme gimme'/><title type='text'>heard it through the grapevine</title><content type='html'>dear mike &amp; chris,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy that you got your licensing &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/fashion/2008/12/mike_chris_sign_licensing_deal.html"&gt;deal&lt;/a&gt; and those evil &lt;a href="http://racked.com/archives/2008/11/13/mike_chris_restructuring_future_of_label_is_uncertain.php#more"&gt;rumours&lt;/a&gt; weren't true. ever since this economic slowdown began, it seems that the &lt;a href="http://fashionista.com/2009/01/purple_magazine_closes_new_yor.php"&gt;good&lt;/a&gt; are on the chopping block and the &lt;a href="http://racked.com/archives/2008/12/24/ugg_in_soho_undaunted_by_the_recession_christmas.php"&gt;ugg-ly&lt;/a&gt; continue to thrive. it seems the true victim of the falling markets is taste. but.. i digress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the important thing is that you are still here and still bringing my deepest desires to light. most recently, this luscious woven leather jacket (with a hood!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXDjHQlSjDI/AAAAAAAAADY/LGBk2jDh97Q/s1600-h/mike%26chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXDjHQlSjDI/AAAAAAAAADY/LGBk2jDh97Q/s320/mike%26chris.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291979276010294322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the price tag remains out of my reach, my sartorially snobby heart soars. because, recession or not, you (&lt;a href="http://www.iht.com/articles/2009/01/15/style/15paris.php?page=1"&gt;among others&lt;/a&gt;) are still putting design and luxury ahead of of the bottom line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, &lt;br /&gt;natalie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-3979493185881839535?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/3979493185881839535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=3979493185881839535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3979493185881839535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3979493185881839535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/01/heard-it-through-grapevine.html' title='heard it through the grapevine'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXDjHQlSjDI/AAAAAAAAADY/LGBk2jDh97Q/s72-c/mike%26chris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-3481020929722013285</id><published>2009-01-16T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:31:19.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i think feelings feel like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the best damn show on tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burning loins'/><title type='text'>clear eyes. full hearts. can't lose.</title><content type='html'>after months of anguish. after months of anticipation. after (what feels like) an eternity of longing for tim riggins... the day has arrived. season three of friday night lights (finally) airs tonight in canada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXCs_o_INwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DgGOwNSFk18/s1600-h/cleareyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXCs_o_INwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DgGOwNSFk18/s400/cleareyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291919771494266626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for anyone who isn't watching this show - choosing instead to support mind-numbing, &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.ca/tvshows/the-city/"&gt;vapid, reality television&lt;/a&gt; - do yourself a favour, go to your local video store, rent the first two seasons and start watching. this is, hands down, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; best show on television (and yes, i obsess over &lt;a href="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/gossip-girl"&gt;chuck bass&lt;/a&gt;). the characters and storylines will win your heart ten minutes into episode one. coach taylor, buddy garrity, tami, saracen, smash, lyla and riggins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, tim riggins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've missed you baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXCspsw-g4I/AAAAAAAAADI/8JSlhe0iThQ/s1600-h/fnl1001052aj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXCspsw-g4I/AAAAAAAAADI/8JSlhe0iThQ/s320/fnl1001052aj2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291919394551530370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-3481020929722013285?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/3481020929722013285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=3481020929722013285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3481020929722013285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/3481020929722013285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/01/clear-eyes-full-hearts-cant-lose.html' title='clear eyes. full hearts. can&apos;t lose.'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SXCs_o_INwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DgGOwNSFk18/s72-c/cleareyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-8799918187611012324</id><published>2009-01-12T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:36:08.225-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme gimme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i grow up'/><title type='text'>swoon!</title><content type='html'>hellooo 2009!! i know, i know.. i haven't been blogging. i'm a gigantic fail (as &lt;a href="http://s-nicole.blogspot.com/"&gt;sarah nicole&lt;/a&gt; so lovingly told me today). but, just because you haven't seen the fruits of my internet browsing, doesn't mean it doesn't exist. to whit, here are a few things i have been lusting over during the new year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SWwSKd5HiRI/AAAAAAAAACg/qNoNfTRItoQ/s1600-h/maggie-gyllenhaal-golden-globes-2009-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SWwSKd5HiRI/AAAAAAAAACg/qNoNfTRItoQ/s320/maggie-gyllenhaal-golden-globes-2009-07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290623633285679378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate winslet may have been the evening's big winner (yay kate!!), but it was maggie gyllenhaal who floored me during last night's golden globes. in a sea of strapless, uninspired mermaid gowns, gyllenhaal radiated chic in this floor-length, printed lanvin number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SWwSa0k7qFI/AAAAAAAAACo/a4S4RO9QZNo/s1600-h/stam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SWwSa0k7qFI/AAAAAAAAACo/a4S4RO9QZNo/s320/stam1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290623914252937298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if being one of the leaders of canada's crop of catwalkers wasn't enough*, jessica stam also has to live in the dreamiest, most jewelry box-like apartment &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;. decorated by rafael de cárdenas, stam's east village apartment is everything i've ever wanted in an abode (closet included!). since stam travels at least 6 months a year, i figure she is probably looking for a trustworthy house-sitter. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SWwSknZHgCI/AAAAAAAAACw/6PeP0hB1k2A/s1600-h/paris+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SWwSknZHgCI/AAAAAAAAACw/6PeP0hB1k2A/s320/paris+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290624082512412706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, as if i wasn't disappointed enough with my decor or wardrobe (or singledom), &lt;a href="http://descentintodessert.wordpress.com/"&gt;beth&lt;/a&gt; introduced me to &lt;a href="http://paumes.com/"&gt;paumes&lt;/a&gt; - a japanese line of books that feature the adorable apartments of couples in paris &amp; stockholm. nevermind the fact that i can't read japanese, the photos alone will provide hours of aesthetic entertainment. methinks i will have to pop into &lt;a href="http://www.goodegg.ca/"&gt;good egg&lt;/a&gt; and add these to my home library (or at the very least, have a nice, leisurely flip through with my clover coffee). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double swoon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*seriously, take a look at this girl (and those ah-mah-zing moroccan doors). someone who looks like this doesn't need that incredible, vintage wallpaper on her walls.. just cover every surface with mirrors and stare at yourself. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SWwSv1A3eKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/f1k23_ou5r0/s1600-h/stam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SWwSv1A3eKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/f1k23_ou5r0/s320/stam2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290624275147356322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-8799918187611012324?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/8799918187611012324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=8799918187611012324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8799918187611012324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8799918187611012324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2009/01/swoon.html' title='swoon!'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SWwSKd5HiRI/AAAAAAAAACg/qNoNfTRItoQ/s72-c/maggie-gyllenhaal-golden-globes-2009-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-4192417101715686965</id><published>2008-12-17T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:27:55.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i grow up'/><title type='text'>a resolution to keep?</title><content type='html'>it's no secret that i am fairly susceptible to flattery. so after a &lt;a href="http://s-nicole.blogspot.com/"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; suggested that i grow out my bangs in the new year ("i mean, bangs look good on you. but they look good on everyone"), she sent me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SUlSjXQOsbI/AAAAAAAAABw/bWcl0-kxbL8/s1600-h/ealtttomasi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SUlSjXQOsbI/AAAAAAAAABw/bWcl0-kxbL8/s400/ealtttomasi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280842805559603634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you know, i really think you look like her" she said, "and i can totally see you wearing that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. just like that, my 2k9 hairstyle has been determined. now i just need to save up for some balmain &amp; gucci, and ms. alt and i will be indistinguishable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-4192417101715686965?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/4192417101715686965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=4192417101715686965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/4192417101715686965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/4192417101715686965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2008/12/resolution-to-keep.html' title='a resolution to keep?'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SUlSjXQOsbI/AAAAAAAAABw/bWcl0-kxbL8/s72-c/ealtttomasi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-9196421125150709936</id><published>2008-12-09T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:31.817-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme gimme'/><title type='text'>all i want for christmas (part one)</title><content type='html'>i don't even care what it smells like, this christmas i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; own a bottle of miss dior chérie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGiBYh_XyxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGiBYh_XyxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me a hopeless romantic, an unabashed francophile or another casualty of aspirational advertising, but this &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;be my signature scent of 2009. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to sophia coppola for, once again, filling my (day)dreams with balloons, bikes and cupcakes, all wrapped up in a delicious haze of sunlight and cotton candy pink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-9196421125150709936?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/9196421125150709936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=9196421125150709936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/9196421125150709936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/9196421125150709936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-part-one.html' title='all i want for christmas (part one)'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-4495131880876030862</id><published>2008-12-03T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:12:03.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i think feelings feel like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppies'/><title type='text'>oh, the places you'll go!</title><content type='html'>i always knew this day was coming, i just thought i'd be more prepared when it did. i know that growing up and moving on is inevitable. that even though your playpen grew bigger, it was still too small to hold you in forever. i'm just not ready to let you go yet... but, i have no choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/STaqR2iC_dI/AAAAAAAAABY/1xlLnpTByHg/s1600-h/puppies+playing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/STaqR2iC_dI/AAAAAAAAABY/1xlLnpTByHg/s320/puppies+playing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275591237183929810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss how, no matter how bad my day was, i could peek in on what you were doing and feel happy. i worry about who will play with you once you're not all together. i worry about how you will sleep when you're not piled on top of each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/STarkLv2h6I/AAAAAAAAABg/XHXO7Cgfozk/s1600-h/puppies+sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/STarkLv2h6I/AAAAAAAAABg/XHXO7Cgfozk/s320/puppies+sleeping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275592651628251042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the moment i saw the crate, i knew the end was coming. i knew no matter how much i worried, no matter how much i cared, no matter how much you meant to me, that you were going to leave not only me, but each other as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will cherish the time we had together. i will try not to begrudge the slideshow that will now play on for eternity. and, most importantly, i hope that your new (webcam-free) homes will love you as much as i loved you. though i'm sure others will try, no one can re-create the magic of your puppycam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as my mother sent me off to university, so i send you off - with dr. seuss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;so... be your name autumn or aki or amyui&lt;br /&gt;or amaya or ando or akoni&lt;br /&gt;you're off to great places!&lt;br /&gt;today is your day!&lt;br /&gt;your mountain is waiting&lt;br /&gt;so... get on your way!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-4495131880876030862?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/4495131880876030862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=4495131880876030862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/4495131880876030862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/4495131880876030862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-places-youll-go.html' title='oh, the places you&apos;ll go!'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/STaqR2iC_dI/AAAAAAAAABY/1xlLnpTByHg/s72-c/puppies+playing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-4546271639163400005</id><published>2008-11-26T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:44:10.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart nosferatu'/><title type='text'>you all saw this one coming</title><content type='html'>after seeing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (which is &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2008/11/slideshow_of_twilight.html#photo=1"&gt;vastly superior to the novel&lt;/a&gt;) this week, bella swan was neck-and-neck with &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/trueblood/"&gt;sookie stackhouse&lt;/a&gt; in the "i wish i was her" race. despite sookie's enviable telepathic abilities, bella's beau is one dreamy immortal i wouldn't think twice about opening up my veins for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the race ended this afternoon, when a considerate &lt;a href="http://paigesix.blogspot.com/"&gt;pal&lt;/a&gt; sent me the below photo. bella swan partaking in the ganja? out in broad daylight?? now &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; is a literary heroine i can get behind! (and also explains all of bella's unending paranoia about edward leaving her. i'm onto you, stephanie "the mormon" meyer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SS3jVQRKVrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yHnRmv_hwhE/s1600-h/bella+pot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SS3jVQRKVrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yHnRmv_hwhE/s320/bella+pot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273120693004424882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and yes. i really really like vampires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-4546271639163400005?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/4546271639163400005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=4546271639163400005' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/4546271639163400005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/4546271639163400005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-all-saw-this-one-coming.html' title='you all saw this one coming'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX1rsEB_tNk/SS3jVQRKVrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yHnRmv_hwhE/s72-c/bella+pot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-762639764855300960</id><published>2008-11-26T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:08:43.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working (it)'/><title type='text'>and how was your morning?</title><content type='html'>bad: getting to the office at 6 a.m. to read &amp; compile latest film's reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badder: when multiple reviews contain the words "appalling", "bomb", and "crapedy" (which isn't even really a word). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baddest: emailing out the report and forgetting to include the company's president on the distribution list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THIS, ladies and gentlemen, is why i should never get up before 11 a.m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-762639764855300960?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/762639764855300960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=762639764855300960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/762639764855300960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/762639764855300960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-how-was-your-morning.html' title='and how was your morning?'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-8743678243476121218</id><published>2008-11-25T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:47:42.439-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un-domestic bliss'/><title type='text'>baby it's (getting) cold outside</title><content type='html'>at the last minute my date decided to cancel on me, freeing up my evening for, well, anything at all. since a free evening on the brink of the holiday season is rare, i decided to take advantage of it in the best way possible - by devoting it to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a japanese-italian fusion dinner*, a glass** of chilean malbec, a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0061395/"&gt;french classic&lt;/a&gt; by one of my favourite &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luis_Bunuel"&gt;spanish expatriates&lt;/a&gt; and a quick flip through the newest american vogue*** rounds out my perfect multicultural, pre-winter evening. i'm not hibernating yet, but a little warm up**** never hurt anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sushi pizza, yumyumyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**or two. fine, three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***i swear that i read other magazines, but it just arrived in the mail today (and what did angelina do that was "very uncool"?? i needed to knooooow!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****pun intended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-8743678243476121218?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/8743678243476121218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=8743678243476121218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8743678243476121218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/8743678243476121218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-its-getting-cold-outside.html' title='baby it&apos;s (getting) cold outside'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123519123057089632.post-7953025341780711539</id><published>2008-11-24T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:23:29.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion smashion'/><title type='text'>loco for coco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i can remember the very first vogue i ever bought: it was november 1999 and the cusp of the new millennium. to commemorate, vogue presented a retrospective cover of the most influential models of the century. the 3-page fold out cover featured "modern muses" new and old, black and white, and thrust me headfirst into an obsession with these long-legged, beautiful creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a decade later, those who were considered "new"  have become "super" (gisele)and a few of the "old" have become parodies of themselves (ahem, paulina porizkova). while my fascination with models remains, the players have changed. now there is a new crop of faces, but none (old, new or in between) have charmed me like coco rocha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from the obvious (her face, her walk, her canadian roots), it is coco's effervescent personality that distinguishes her. from the moment she irish jigged down jean paul gaultier's catwalk i was smitten. apparently style.com agrees with me (as evidenced by their multiple behind-the-scenes videos with her). below is my most recent fave:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src='http://video.style.com/linking/index.jsp?skin=embed&amp;fr_story=f99a82b785bfca99eb974318c4da9ea5ce0b3246&amp;rf=ev&amp;hl=true' width=404 height=463 scrolling='no' frameborder=0 marginwidth=0 marginheight=0&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6123519123057089632-7953025341780711539?l=natalie-badalie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/feeds/7953025341780711539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6123519123057089632&amp;postID=7953025341780711539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/7953025341780711539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123519123057089632/posts/default/7953025341780711539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natalie-badalie.blogspot.com/2008/11/loco-for-coco_24.html' title='loco for coco'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14717988547496658194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
