<?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-3230304194971628440</id><updated>2012-02-01T05:48:47.432-05:00</updated><category term='obsessed'/><category term='listen up'/><category term='travels'/><category term='lolocaust'/><category term='artsy fartsy'/><category term='swoon'/><category term='trendz'/><category term='schmashion'/><category term='shopaholic'/><category term='icon'/><title type='text'>Shoebox Notes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-3132676233088323816</id><published>2008-08-15T23:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:49:05.977-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsy fartsy'/><title type='text'>room with a view</title><content type='html'>Growing up I was really into interior decorating. I poured over home decor catalogs, and was constantly dreaming of my perfect bedroom. In more recent years my main obsession has been fashion and culture, but upon discovering &lt;a href="http://www.theselby.com/"&gt;The Selby&lt;/a&gt; I think that's all about to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically this guy Todd Selby goes around to the pimped out houses of rich beautiful people and takes beautiful pictures of their beautiful homes. It's all sure to make you mad jealous and want to run to a flea market, or at least IKEA, ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234956261095323986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SKZM-8VLOVI/AAAAAAAAA-0/FV_7-9_mUvU/s320/7_16_08_Isabelle_763-00011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SKZM_K9NNBI/AAAAAAAAA-8/XXl8pFQqa_s/s1600-h/7_30_erin_wasson1121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234956265021322258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SKZM_K9NNBI/AAAAAAAAA-8/XXl8pFQqa_s/s320/7_30_erin_wasson1121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SKZM_gj3LXI/AAAAAAAAA_E/cLTPROKjnbw/s1600-h/7_30_erin_wasson1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234956270820601202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SKZM_gj3LXI/AAAAAAAAA_E/cLTPROKjnbw/s320/7_30_erin_wasson1119.jpg" 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/3230304194971628440-3132676233088323816?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3132676233088323816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=3132676233088323816' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/3132676233088323816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/3132676233088323816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/08/growing-up-i-was-really-into-interior.html' title='room with a view'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SKZM-8VLOVI/AAAAAAAAA-0/FV_7-9_mUvU/s72-c/7_16_08_Isabelle_763-00011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-5456158963407263370</id><published>2008-08-06T20:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:35:34.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schmashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessed'/><title type='text'>four eyes and fabulous</title><content type='html'>So my entire life I've been blessed with the unfortunate gift of perfect vision. To glasses-wearers, this is not so unfortunate. But oh! How envy you four eyes. You don't need any excuse to sport an extremely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;versatile&lt;/span&gt; accessory. Recently I have become so obsessed with classic thick-rimmed eyeglasses that it's rather sickening, especially considering I really can't sport a pair of my own. Would glasses with non-magnified lenses be totally lame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with beautiful girls in glasses, because they manage to take a quintessentially dorky item and make it gorgeous.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231563969266388514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_tkfbDiI/AAAAAAAAA-E/uwQXpP4KNXQ/s320/IMG_8147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231563320957104994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_H1Wcc2I/AAAAAAAAA9s/z7RwoESN-ec/s320/IMG_0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231563325119163762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_IE2wbXI/AAAAAAAAA90/OHjU4j9rG5o/s320/IMG_1376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231563965450464322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_tWRorEI/AAAAAAAAA98/OB0YVyIrl4I/s320/IMG_2327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm obsessed with both hot boys &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; glasses, hot boys in glasses makes me doubly obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJpAlvA1TII/AAAAAAAAA-k/rOL7hkiyK4k/s1600-h/51880031btk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231564934163549314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJpAlvA1TII/AAAAAAAAA-k/rOL7hkiyK4k/s320/51880031btk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJpAl8qh7mI/AAAAAAAAA-s/zWP0S2uIwBk/s1600-h/63790016fedx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231564937828101730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJpAl8qh7mI/AAAAAAAAA-s/zWP0S2uIwBk/s320/63790016fedx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_tyM1uXI/AAAAAAAAA-M/4WHYAxIE0U4/s1600-h/IMG_6829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231563972946540914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_tyM1uXI/AAAAAAAAA-M/4WHYAxIE0U4/s320/IMG_6829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231563976894894930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_uA6M01I/AAAAAAAAA-c/I31OFczo64c/s320/78277318__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yeah, ok, I'm even obsessed with little hipster girls in glasses, because they look cooler than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_uNW4cqI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Df-ISetGOp0/s1600-h/IMG_2716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231563980236419746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_uNW4cqI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Df-ISetGOp0/s320/IMG_2716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Possible options for fake glasses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_HVQ7TaI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Wz-BQ0CAJy0/s1600-h/14431654_01_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231563312344026530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_HVQ7TaI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Wz-BQ0CAJy0/s320/14431654_01_e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_HggWEKI/AAAAAAAAA9c/1OZkLvTy28U/s1600-h/14431654_20_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231563315361484962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_HggWEKI/AAAAAAAAA9c/1OZkLvTy28U/s320/14431654_20_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_HshCYqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/jHACXRaaml0/s1600-h/14461297_04_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231563318585615010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_HshCYqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/jHACXRaaml0/s320/14461297_04_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pictures Urban Outfitters, Skullset, Cobrasnake, Pere Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-5456158963407263370?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5456158963407263370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=5456158963407263370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/5456158963407263370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/5456158963407263370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/08/four-eyes-and-fabulous.html' title='four eyes and fabulous'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SJo_tkfbDiI/AAAAAAAAA-E/uwQXpP4KNXQ/s72-c/IMG_8147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-2507710179331643108</id><published>2008-07-15T00:14:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:14:30.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schmashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><title type='text'>I &lt;3 NY style</title><content type='html'>So I just recently got back from a few days in New York City with my family. I hadn't visited since I started attending school in Boston, so it was interesting to compare the two cities. Boston just seems so much smaller and more homey now! I'm not sure I could ever live in New York, it's just so overwhelming. However if I had to choose a neighborhood to live in it would definitely be the East Village! It was wonderful there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, other than size, Boston and New York differ in one other was that was quite apparent to me: style. Boston is super laidback New England - nothing fancy, hardly any designer, and mainly undone. But New York! It seems everyone I passed on the street, no matter how young, old, beautiful, or ugly, put thought into their appearance. They all had a unique style and presence that truly lacks in Bostonians. I got so much inspiration from all the girls on the street, from the Upper East Side-designer divas to the ghetto fabulous savvy, I wanted to look like them all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throughout it's diversity however, most trendy New Yorkers stuck to a similar uniform during the hot July weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sundresses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vNuKlBjI/AAAAAAAAA7s/8AxFQeHiMqU/s1600-h/154385_w_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228097761456752178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vNuKlBjI/AAAAAAAAA7s/8AxFQeHiMqU/s200/154385_w_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vNSKISeI/AAAAAAAAA7k/oarq1DW-rmo/s1600-h/154985_w_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228097753938676194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vNSKISeI/AAAAAAAAA7k/oarq1DW-rmo/s200/154985_w_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3voFIvieI/AAAAAAAAA8k/ZInM4f-AV4g/s1600-h/154987_mul_fr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098214299666914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3voFIvieI/AAAAAAAAA8k/ZInM4f-AV4g/s200/154987_mul_fr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3voUZvXaI/AAAAAAAAA8s/dNXIQnz8x8s/s1600-h/14490544_72_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098218397490594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3voUZvXaI/AAAAAAAAA8s/dNXIQnz8x8s/s200/14490544_72_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3wHtF1ErI/AAAAAAAAA9M/bHbC9F-oRkg/s1600-h/14663140_41_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098757600809650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3wHtF1ErI/AAAAAAAAA9M/bHbC9F-oRkg/s200/14663140_41_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strappy sandals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vnoqJAiI/AAAAAAAAA8U/kKtP14fcdeM/s1600-h/153790_blk_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098206655119906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vnoqJAiI/AAAAAAAAA8U/kKtP14fcdeM/s200/153790_blk_w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3wHUkiFrI/AAAAAAAAA9E/efAjPJdZuT4/s1600-h/14644694_20_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098751018702514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3wHUkiFrI/AAAAAAAAA9E/efAjPJdZuT4/s200/14644694_20_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3wHA6rJ0I/AAAAAAAAA80/oLRyhm8i7UI/s1600-h/14559405_20_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098745742862146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3wHA6rJ0I/AAAAAAAAA80/oLRyhm8i7UI/s200/14559405_20_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leather bags&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vN174rHI/AAAAAAAAA8E/hbw4jwc0cZA/s1600-h/14698849_20_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228097763542609010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vN174rHI/AAAAAAAAA8E/hbw4jwc0cZA/s200/14698849_20_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vn4UTVwI/AAAAAAAAA8c/MXH_6ShwVGg/s1600-h/154874_cog_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098210858489602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vn4UTVwI/AAAAAAAAA8c/MXH_6ShwVGg/s200/154874_cog_w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3wHLcGZqI/AAAAAAAAA88/jqBIKrGxZpk/s1600-h/14638530_20_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098748567414434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3wHLcGZqI/AAAAAAAAA88/jqBIKrGxZpk/s200/14638530_20_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunnies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vNhTawII/AAAAAAAAA70/IYVywQSab0A/s1600-h/13260856_21_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228097758004166786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vNhTawII/AAAAAAAAA70/IYVywQSab0A/s200/13260856_21_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vNzT721I/AAAAAAAAA78/Lii0rEGNS_Q/s1600-h/14950729_01_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228097762838174546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vNzT721I/AAAAAAAAA78/Lii0rEGNS_Q/s200/14950729_01_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3230304194971628440-2507710179331643108?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2507710179331643108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=2507710179331643108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/2507710179331643108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/2507710179331643108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-3-ny-style.html' title='I &lt;3 NY style'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SI3vNuKlBjI/AAAAAAAAA7s/8AxFQeHiMqU/s72-c/154385_w_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-2392531476236812803</id><published>2008-06-23T21:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:21:54.586-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trendz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schmashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icon'/><title type='text'>denim jacket bues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SGBaHYyXLRI/AAAAAAAAA7c/jUUlgV6T6D4/s1600-h/J11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215267451454303506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SGBaHYyXLRI/AAAAAAAAA7c/jUUlgV6T6D4/s200/J11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A classic staple for decades, denim jackets have suffered a dip in popularity during the new millenium. I myself found them boring and unflattering when after the 90's they could only be found on six year olds, ranchers, and thirty-something mothers. However only recently have I been inspired by their diversity and rather edgy status when styled the right way. I have even decided to bust out an old CK jacket and rework it into my wardrobe, taking cues from some of my favorite muses, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes to styling a denim jacket, go for contrast, both in color and style. The girls below mix city and country, light and dark, to balance the jacket so it doesn't look overpowering and cheap. And the number one rule is, of course, &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; avoid denim on denim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SGBKjK6d91I/AAAAAAAAA60/cGWCXm1AQZA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215250336580499282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SGBKjK6d91I/AAAAAAAAA60/cGWCXm1AQZA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel Bilson is a current style icon of mine. I love the simple tones in this look, and the layering really flatters the jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SGBKjBOLZkI/AAAAAAAAA68/Zpti_3hoeig/s1600-h/IMG_7614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215250333978814018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SGBKjBOLZkI/AAAAAAAAA68/Zpti_3hoeig/s320/IMG_7614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Courtesy of the &lt;a href="http://www.thecobrasnake.com/"&gt;Cobrasnake&lt;/a&gt;, this it girl looks effortless in denim and paisley. The green and blue combo really make it pop.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215251774948756162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SGBL25QLysI/AAAAAAAAA7M/3Eb1sQ37W6A/s320/fashiontoast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite blogs to lurk on, &lt;a href="http://www.fashiontoast.com/"&gt;Fashion Toast&lt;/a&gt;, always styles her denim jackets with such ease and sophistication. The city looks on the bottom really compliments the laid-back country vibe on top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215251770139862722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SGBL2nVp5sI/AAAAAAAAA7E/HKwBDcmXJks/s320/childflames.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Similar to the look above, Camille from &lt;a href="http://www.childhoodflames.blogspot.com/"&gt;Childhood Flames&lt;/a&gt; gives a great example of color and style contrast through severe black and a lean, sleek lower half. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-2392531476236812803?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2392531476236812803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=2392531476236812803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/2392531476236812803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/2392531476236812803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/06/denim-jacket-bues.html' title='denim jacket bues'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SGBaHYyXLRI/AAAAAAAAA7c/jUUlgV6T6D4/s72-c/J11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-6285861051292649533</id><published>2008-06-19T17:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T13:20:17.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listen up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessed'/><title type='text'>feeding the animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFrO_RVVioI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/J1en0M4Foyc/s1600-h/l_9e8585313e833b94a314fef13482b002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213707105014745730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFrO_RVVioI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/J1en0M4Foyc/s200/l_9e8585313e833b94a314fef13482b002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I just finished downloading and listening to the new Girl Talk album, &lt;em&gt;Feed the Animals&lt;/em&gt;, and I must say I was not disappointed. It's the longest album yet, and I think it really compliments Gregg's last on, and my personal favorite, &lt;em&gt;Night Ripper&lt;/em&gt;. His first one, &lt;em&gt;Unstoppable&lt;/em&gt;, is much more techno, choppy, and the songs don't flow as well. I like &lt;em&gt;Unstoppable&lt;/em&gt; a lot, just not as much as &lt;em&gt;NR&lt;/em&gt;, and I have a feeling the more I listen to the latest the more I'll love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feed the Animals&lt;/em&gt; is basically one hour long sample remix song. I am really attracted to this genre of music because I love paradoxes, and Girl Talk infuses hip hop rap with pop in a really fun and edgy way. It's also exciting because each time I listen to a song, I hear a new beat or sample I never heard before. For this album, Girl Talk has used more popular songs than in the past. However, it also sounds like it has incorporated a larger spectrum of samples from all different styles and decades, which is awesome because I love a big range of music. All I wanna do is dance when I hear Girl Talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a fan of Girl Talk, or even if you've never heard of them and this post entices you, you must check out the new album!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-6285861051292649533?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6285861051292649533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=6285861051292649533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/6285861051292649533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/6285861051292649533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/06/feeding-animals.html' title='feeding the animals'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFrO_RVVioI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/J1en0M4Foyc/s72-c/l_9e8585313e833b94a314fef13482b002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-3483167104536810257</id><published>2008-06-18T18:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T18:51:43.293-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listen up'/><title type='text'>shock me like an electric eel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFmKvkYvydI/AAAAAAAAA54/YJT-Xa01W9I/s1600-h/209093055_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213350593484016082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFmKvkYvydI/AAAAAAAAA54/YJT-Xa01W9I/s320/209093055_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; I first heard about MGMT towards the end of February from somewhere on the net, listened to a song or two, and didn't think much about it. But soon I started hearing and seeing them everywhere - their popularity rose way fast. School friends Andrew and Ben started the band sort of by accident in their college dorm, and before they knew it they were signed and touring. The awesomeness of their music and style is crazy, and the two go hand in hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The music is dance-y electronic, and pretty psychedelic. The songs are both enlightening and melancholy at the same time, and the lyrics definitely speak out to the young generation. Songs like "Kids," "Time to Pretend" and "The Youth" reflect upon the thoughts of growing up, while "Electric Feel" and "Boogie Down" are sexual and promiscuous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Only highlighting the musical vibe is the boys' personal style - they can often be seen in headscarves, vintage tees, and sunglasses. Their style is a unique mix of hippie hipster-vintage style with a subversive and sarcastic personality to match. And Andrew and Ben's dashing good looks don't hurt the likeability factor much, either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213356966019576322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFmQif7nsgI/AAAAAAAAA6I/XrG7Q7Tm2Qk/s320/80878403.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Oooohh Andrew, make me swoon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-3483167104536810257?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3483167104536810257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=3483167104536810257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/3483167104536810257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/3483167104536810257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/06/shock-me-like-electric-eel.html' title='shock me like an electric eel'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFmKvkYvydI/AAAAAAAAA54/YJT-Xa01W9I/s72-c/209093055_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-3795980355088898028</id><published>2008-06-17T15:55:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:18:02.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trendz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schmashion'/><title type='text'>indian summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgX1UOtjfI/AAAAAAAAA5o/ed575XX9eH0/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212942773412269554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgX1UOtjfI/AAAAAAAAA5o/ed575XX9eH0/s200/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think summer is really one of the best times to indulge in fashion trends. It's warm weather gives you the opportunity to try out any kind of clothing style, while it's laid back vibe allows you to experiment. One of my favorite Summer '08 trends is Native American touches. This trend especially makes an impact in the summer months because it reflects upon the warm, nature-friendly feel of American Indian culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To channel this native trend, your overall look should be natural, messy and pure. All you need is wavy hair, minimal makeup, and a subtle tan to start. Shift dresses, loose tees, and short-shorts make a great canvas for any summer inspired look. Accent with fringe, beading, feathers, suede, and stone. Headbands and big jewelry make a tribal statement in colors like yellow, turquoise, red, and burnt orange. And of course, a good pair of moccasins is a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some great Native American inspired accessories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgXKIvMiBI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/QOPLwl6gYKo/s1600-h/14776249_20_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212942031592917010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgXKIvMiBI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/QOPLwl6gYKo/s200/14776249_20_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212942029205299378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgXJ_18YLI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Y8dY_RNYYsk/s200/14654735_07_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212941876134071890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgXBFm6zlI/AAAAAAAAA5I/0fv_K4ZJFgw/s200/14631113_20_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212947098134444642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgbxDE0-mI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Fa7RsofSatw/s200/14345144_72_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgW_iZgynI/AAAAAAAAA4o/h2Kil1H-_44/s1600-h/422_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212941849502730866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgW_iZgynI/AAAAAAAAA4o/h2Kil1H-_44/s200/422_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgXAQMzijI/AAAAAAAAA44/8zda6N-UUU0/s1600-h/14553739_01_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212941861797464626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgXAQMzijI/AAAAAAAAA44/8zda6N-UUU0/s200/14553739_01_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgXAzNnPPI/AAAAAAAAA5A/dYFDlXRATxY/s1600-h/14529101_01_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212941871196093682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgXAzNnPPI/AAAAAAAAA5A/dYFDlXRATxY/s200/14529101_01_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(pictures: Urban Outfitters)&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/3230304194971628440-3795980355088898028?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3795980355088898028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=3795980355088898028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/3795980355088898028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/3795980355088898028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/06/indian-summer.html' title='indian summer'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFgX1UOtjfI/AAAAAAAAA5o/ed575XX9eH0/s72-c/33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-5839423398130277216</id><published>2008-06-16T16:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:24:52.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schmashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icon'/><title type='text'>bonafide hustler makin' her name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbG1mMIS4I/AAAAAAAAA20/Fq2HmcC0tl8/s1600-h/16_mia_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212572242814716802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbG1mMIS4I/AAAAAAAAA20/Fq2HmcC0tl8/s320/16_mia_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; M.I.A. is a true individual in every sense of the word, and it is reflected in both her music and style. She gets away with dressing completely insane because she exudes confidence and coolness. Imagine the backlash any other Hollywood starlet would get if they were so over-the-top in their dressing? But M.I.A. can pull it off, and I think every style maven out there can take a cue from her wardrobe choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212574710010416178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbJFNNbDDI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Xd0YodhKe-s/s320/MIA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A typical get-up for the songstress, flashy and look-at-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212572226676145634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbG0qEZPeI/AAAAAAAAA2s/fjoKwMmmChc/s320/55123081futurism6162008110659AM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is definitly a low-key stage outfit for M.I.A., and one that I would probably love to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbG2b_wCoI/AAAAAAAAA28/GHAkIDwQkng/s1600-h/2ntvgv8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212572257258310274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbG2b_wCoI/AAAAAAAAA28/GHAkIDwQkng/s320/2ntvgv8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love how on the red carpet she looks pulled-together but comepletly unique and different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbG3PCCxmI/AAAAAAAAA3E/av1AQFI8rqM/s1600-h/l_6ad9937eb75219d9d3dd104f95e6df0f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212572270958134882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbG3PCCxmI/AAAAAAAAA3E/av1AQFI8rqM/s320/l_6ad9937eb75219d9d3dd104f95e6df0f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I adore M.I.A.'s short highlighted 'do because it reflects her style: sassy, wild, and carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212574712785325522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbJFXjAzdI/AAAAAAAAA3U/xZh9N6dGSro/s320/coachella2008pt1-full-010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Her make-up is always costume-y and loud, yet totally chic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And because all girls need some M.I.A. spice in their style:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212577282100216130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbLa6_awUI/AAAAAAAAA3s/VfAF16KJ2Kk/s320/13260856_01_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212577284339104322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbLbDVNekI/AAAAAAAAA30/orNg2mOsIkU/s320/serveCAFPG5XK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212577267585672338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbLaE64ZJI/AAAAAAAAA3c/R0sz_8a2rMM/s320/14708325_01_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212577270955269778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbLaReQXpI/AAAAAAAAA3k/3FQ6ig9aEO8/s320/14048151_40_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pictures: MisShapes, Google, Urban Outfitters, American Apparel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-5839423398130277216?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5839423398130277216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=5839423398130277216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/5839423398130277216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/5839423398130277216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/06/bonafide-hustler-makin-her-name.html' title='bonafide hustler makin&apos; her name'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SFbG1mMIS4I/AAAAAAAAA20/Fq2HmcC0tl8/s72-c/16_mia_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-8451541784563943339</id><published>2008-06-09T17:23:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:56:29.211-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trendz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schmashion'/><title type='text'>Wafarers and a Goodwill run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SE2fX8XbaJI/AAAAAAAAA2c/BIgZUwxazg4/s1600-h/img_art_WAYFARER_ORIG__RB_2140_962_40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209995577627732114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SE2fX8XbaJI/AAAAAAAAA2c/BIgZUwxazg4/s320/img_art_WAYFARER_ORIG__RB_2140_962_40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just when I thought I was sick of the Ray-Ban Wayfarer look, they bust out with new delicious colors, perfect for summer. With brights like violet and my personal fave, sky blue (pictured right), the fresh colors are a great new alternative to a tired trend. Plus, they would really sass up my thrift findings today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SE2htWkyhOI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Df_znSRNEbw/s1600-h/Gwlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209998144463602914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SE2htWkyhOI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Df_znSRNEbw/s200/Gwlogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...Bringing me to my other hot topic, my Goodwill run! In case you are unaware of my Goodwill obsession, let me fill you in: It is my absolute favorite place to shop, hands down. I'm pretty certain that even if I had enough money to shop designer all day every day, I would still shop at Goodwill. I think it is one of the world's biggest untapped fashion goldmines. Most everything is secondhand, which in my opinion is better than overpriced "vintage," whatever that word really means. Goodwill has &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; you could find in a vintage store times 10, and you can score amazingly unique pieces for dirt cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everything is really inexpensive, you have room to experiment. For instance, today I bough a pair of big mom jeans and cut them into loose, ripped-up shorts for the new summer weather. Goodwill really gives you a chance to make your wardrobe unique and put some pizazz in your personal style. When you shop there, you have to be creative, open minded, and willing to dig. I think Goodwill's tendency to be hit-or-miss is bittersweet: sometimes I just get so frustrated leaving that place without a gem in my hand, but other times I can find a million amazing pieces. Although my last trip was fruitless, lucky for me I struck Goodwill gold today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the inventory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mom jeans (cut into shorts)&lt;br /&gt;- '80s style white flats with a slight wedge&lt;br /&gt;- large red vintage-looking clutch&lt;br /&gt;- men's denim button down&lt;br /&gt;- men's short-sleeved plaid button down&lt;br /&gt;- men's basketball shorts (to inspire me to work out!)&lt;br /&gt;- red beaded necklace&lt;br /&gt;- extra-soft heather blue pocketed tee&lt;br /&gt;- extra-soft white with black stripes tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage: $31.35&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-8451541784563943339?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8451541784563943339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=8451541784563943339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/8451541784563943339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/8451541784563943339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/06/wafarers-and-goodwill-run.html' title='Wafarers and a Goodwill run'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SE2fX8XbaJI/AAAAAAAAA2c/BIgZUwxazg4/s72-c/img_art_WAYFARER_ORIG__RB_2140_962_40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-2953236734969731713</id><published>2008-06-04T20:43:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:55:09.667-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schmashion'/><title type='text'>man style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6TsretzI/AAAAAAAAA10/TV9lo2n6PXk/s1600-h/IMG_2556.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After watching the Bachelorette marathon yesterday, I've realized I can totally up my standards for guys. I mean, if Hottie McTrottie Ryan could actually marry someone who talks in a baby voice waaaayyy too much and who insisted on having their entire wedding be pink, then I can certainly score a bangin' dude. And for me, the first thing that catches my eye (after his unconventionally adorable good looks) is his style. Future boyfriends, take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208195608457688898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6T8ret0I/AAAAAAAAA18/bGJAJZ3XRa4/s320/IMG_3427.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Nothing hotter than a boy who can dress himself. I have quite the affinity for &lt;strong&gt;boys dress clothes&lt;/strong&gt;, so much so that I would often rather dress like my grandpa than a princess. I love button downs, slacks, blazers, ties, dress shoes, fedoras and especially vests. The whole ensemble is stylish, classic, flattering, and completely hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208195604162721586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6TsretzI/AAAAAAAAA10/TV9lo2n6PXk/s320/IMG_2556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think I have a cute-boy-in-denim-jacket fetish. There's something so Springsteen, so '50s rebel about a &lt;strong&gt;denim jacket&lt;/strong&gt; that makes me melt. To me it screams "I don't care that much about how I look so I threw on this old denim jacket, which makes me look totally hot anyways." The denim jacket-wearer is a laid back individual with a pulled-together hankering for grunge. And the beanie on this dude is only a plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6usret1I/AAAAAAAAA2E/0kH8XyJsRkY/s1600-h/blake-lively-night-of-diamonds-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208196068019189586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6usret1I/AAAAAAAAA2E/0kH8XyJsRkY/s320/blake-lively-night-of-diamonds-15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing like a perfect 5 o'clock shadow to make a girl's heart pitter-patter. Obviously Penn Badgley is one cute boy, but the &lt;strong&gt;scruff&lt;/strong&gt; makes him uber fine. Sexy and reckless, what's better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208195599867754242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6TcretwI/AAAAAAAAA1c/KoxjNg0Vxvk/s320/49690016rek.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My obsession with &lt;strong&gt;redheads&lt;/strong&gt; is somewhat new, but I have a feeling it will never go away. There's something so goofy, simple, original and modest about red haired boys that I can't help but love. And my desire for redheaded babies might have something to do with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208195599867754258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6TcretxI/AAAAAAAAA1k/J34CrTp96ac/s320/vFH000014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Oh my god why are all men who wear &lt;strong&gt;plaid shirts&lt;/strong&gt; babes??? It's this magical transformation that is made when a boy puts on plaid, and nowadays boys who wear plaid are considered pretty style-conscious. Plaid is outdoorsy, slouchy, easy, colorful yet simple, and completely adorable. And again, the beanie just adds to this boy's hottness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208195604162721570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6TsretyI/AAAAAAAAA1s/2dCSinJeg3g/s320/sv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love glasses. As much as I appreciate my perfect vision, I can't help but yearn for a pair of my own. I just think in general glasses make people more attractive. Especially boys. Glasses make boys look smart, and what can I say, nerds turn me on. I particularly love it when a guy wears &lt;strong&gt;thick rimmed glasses&lt;/strong&gt;, because they are so incredibly nerdy that they are cool. Girls DO make passes at boys in glasses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6u8ret2I/AAAAAAAAA2M/cHIGvU1mw4Q/s1600-h/2001916456831786053_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208196072314156898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6u8ret2I/AAAAAAAAA2M/cHIGvU1mw4Q/s320/2001916456831786053_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think all girls can agree that &lt;strong&gt;sporty&lt;/strong&gt; guys are hot, especially those who can pull off a baseball hat. It's just so manly and sexy, and what girl doesn't love a man's man? Adam Brody extends his cuteness through his whole ensemble, from the preppy polo and jacket, to the Converse sneakers, which is my shoe of choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Additional man-style turn ons:&lt;br /&gt;- bandanas&lt;br /&gt;- shaggy hair&lt;br /&gt;- watches&lt;br /&gt;- flattering jeans&lt;br /&gt;- phat kicks&lt;br /&gt;- hoodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*photos of non-celebrities from Cobrasnake and Skullset*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-2953236734969731713?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2953236734969731713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=2953236734969731713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/2953236734969731713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/2953236734969731713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/06/man-style.html' title='man style'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SEc6T8ret0I/AAAAAAAAA18/bGJAJZ3XRa4/s72-c/IMG_3427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-2338865741474719883</id><published>2008-05-28T16:54:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T20:21:42.516-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lolocaust'/><title type='text'>clark and michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SD3IR8retqI/AAAAAAAAA0s/rWBLQEDLZlQ/s1600-h/75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205536954981988002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SD3IR8retqI/AAAAAAAAA0s/rWBLQEDLZlQ/s200/75.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.clarkandmichael.com/"&gt;clarkandmichael.com&lt;/a&gt; is nothing new, but after my recent &lt;em&gt;Arrested Development&lt;/em&gt; on DVD marathon and obsession with &lt;em&gt;Drunk History&lt;/em&gt; on YouTube, I decided it was time to sit down and watch the genius that is Clark Duke and Michael Cera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These boys are so hilarious, with great comedic timing, and their acting skills are so impeccable that it doesn't seem like they're acting at all. I love the realness and dorkiness of their videos. And of course, Michael Cera is absolutely adorable in them! But watch out, he's mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-2338865741474719883?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2338865741474719883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=2338865741474719883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/2338865741474719883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/2338865741474719883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/05/clark-and-michael.html' title='clark and michael'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SD3IR8retqI/AAAAAAAAA0s/rWBLQEDLZlQ/s72-c/75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-1799011824835035966</id><published>2008-04-29T15:38:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:53:03.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schmashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icon'/><title type='text'>The Hills Have Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBd8mdEK9CI/AAAAAAAAAzw/d8KLAFNGbuU/s1600-h/15noscz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194757695274152994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBd8mdEK9CI/AAAAAAAAAzw/d8KLAFNGbuU/s320/15noscz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another addictive episode of &lt;em&gt;the Hills&lt;/em&gt; was on last night. This one was especially fun because it was sort of a mini &lt;em&gt;Laguna&lt;/em&gt; reunion, with Stephen and Lo galore. Even though I see completely through the fakeness of the show, I can't help but watch it. The lush LA lifestyle they all live is just too much fun not to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBd8tdEK9DI/AAAAAAAAAz4/RAbo1BSXyCI/s1600-h/30bh9bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194757815533237298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBd8tdEK9DI/AAAAAAAAAz4/RAbo1BSXyCI/s320/30bh9bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part? The clothes, of course! The girls' trendiness is always on tee, and basically every time one of them enters the scene in a new outfit, I'm ogling at their ensemble. I love how they all have their own style - Lauren and Lo are all about the Hollywood trendy, Audrina is a little more rock n roll, and Whitney is trendy but funky. I like to think my personal style is a bit of all of the combined, but slightly cheaper and Goodwill-friendly. Oh if only my college budget allowed for such a California-chic wardrobe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBd849EK9EI/AAAAAAAAA0A/2J73iqCD0EE/s1600-h/169j5mq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194758013101732930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBd849EK9EI/AAAAAAAAA0A/2J73iqCD0EE/s320/169j5mq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And have you been noticing Lauren's gravitation towards braids lately? I personally love the look, and wish I sported it more often. But it doesn't seem like an everyday 'do to me, which is what she's turning it into!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-1799011824835035966?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1799011824835035966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=1799011824835035966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/1799011824835035966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/1799011824835035966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/04/hills-have-style.html' title='The Hills Have Style'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp0.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBd8mdEK9CI/AAAAAAAAAzw/d8KLAFNGbuU/s72-c/15noscz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-5654659226512410073</id><published>2008-04-28T21:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T20:22:55.526-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trendz'/><title type='text'>tight end</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBZM0dEK86I/AAAAAAAAAyw/f4qCDaLvex4/s1600-h/serveCANIRQ27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194423684257477538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBZM0dEK86I/AAAAAAAAAyw/f4qCDaLvex4/s320/serveCANIRQ27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An article in the new Nylon got my mind reeling about leggings. When I was six it was perfectly acceptable to wear purple leggings (stirrup no less) with bedazzled t shirts. Now I'm not so sure I could pull off the purple stirrups like I used to, however I still fantasize about those days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, the article discussed the leggings-as-pants issue. I have to say, when leggings came en vogue circa 2005, I was def an offender of that one. However, older and wiser! I now think leggings are only ok with a long top that covers the butt cheeks. I don't like leggings and skirts at all. I dunno, just looks weird to me, very 14-year-old-Hollister-wearing-mall-rat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBZOIdEK87I/AAAAAAAAAy4/zkh3HaSxkj8/s1600-h/DSvc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194425127366489010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBZOIdEK87I/AAAAAAAAAy4/zkh3HaSxkj8/s320/DSvc.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still continue to don my trusty black leggings, because they're easy, casual, and go with all of my men's shirts that are too long for pants and too short without. Black is really the only color I like for leggings, mainly because it goes with everything. I think if you are going to get a color other than black, they should be insane. The two American Apparel ones pictured here are epic. The blue ones are awesomely shiny. And, like my purple stirrups, I do often have fantasies about the shiny gold ones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-5654659226512410073?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5654659226512410073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=5654659226512410073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/5654659226512410073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/5654659226512410073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/04/tight-end.html' title='tight end'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp3.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBZM0dEK86I/AAAAAAAAAyw/f4qCDaLvex4/s72-c/serveCANIRQ27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230304194971628440.post-6778593054034427269</id><published>2008-04-27T07:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:31:26.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schmashion'/><title type='text'>Red bandana in my back pocket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBRnQtEK85I/AAAAAAAAAyk/kEprhADuejU/s1600-h/bandanas-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193889806937682834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBRnQtEK85I/AAAAAAAAAyk/kEprhADuejU/s320/bandanas-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The epicness of the bandana is extremely understated. Whodathunk a square piece of fabric could be so versatile, functional, and fashionable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trademarked by cowboys, the bandana breaks all molds, surpassing time and groups. Hippies, construction workers, lesbians, scene kids, farmers, &lt;em&gt;Survivor&lt;/em&gt; contestants, bikers, painters, cancer patients, gangsters, wangsters and thugs all don the classic scarf for their own purposes, in their own ways. And everyone thought paisley died with the 70s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you sport yours? I can often be found with one around my neck like a bib. Cause I'm messy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently own two bandanas: navy and powder blue. I'm looking to get all the other colors of the rainbow by the end of summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3230304194971628440-6778593054034427269?l=shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6778593054034427269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3230304194971628440&amp;postID=6778593054034427269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/6778593054034427269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3230304194971628440/posts/default/6778593054034427269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoeboxnotes.blogspot.com/2008/04/red-bandana-in-my-back-pocket.html' title='Red bandana in my back pocket'/><author><name>KG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12524113506132975733</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://bp2.blogger.com/_oCPFrXjTxWQ/SBRnQtEK85I/AAAAAAAAAyk/kEprhADuejU/s72-c/bandanas-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
