<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2024 03:17:58 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Austin</category><category>Art</category><category>Food</category><category>Henna</category><category>Love</category><category>Travel</category><category>Modeling</category><category>Vietnam</category><category>Vietnamese Ao Dai Paintings</category><title>Mission La Pham Nikita</title><description>A Vietnamese boat girl&#39;s journey continues...tales of my adventures and thoughts on life and more.</description><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-3621906663161723145</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 16:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-21T13:27:27.466-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Austin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><title>Mission Explore Texas</title><atom:summary type="text">You&#39;ve heard people say this before: Texas is not just a state.&amp;nbsp;And they&#39;re right.&amp;nbsp;It&#39;s more like its own continent on Planet America. If I had a list of the&amp;nbsp;last places I would live on Earth, Texas would definitely be among the last. Yet, ironically, I find myself living here now in the &quot;heart of Texas&quot; for a whopping record-breaking&amp;nbsp;3 1/2 years!&amp;nbsp;That&#39;s the only place </atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2010/04/mission-explore-texas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgySUlH2oD6-FiJVbFW-QXleD7QbA0HIRInvqbvl31kMzevX2KvIrAg9D_GnaMILNFmxGtsIfuB15NdB7ft-u8xb4I9DHBzBN4r378sP8F-9g9e8LXHQtYh6AyhF0sKBShioALZ6z6iPkC/s72-c/photo+3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-2517797516062501141</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2010 21:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-05T16:57:25.119-05:00</atom:updated><title>2 make-it-up-as-I-go mustard green recipes</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m a mustard green virgin. Never eaten it. Never cooked it.&amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve been desperately trying to save money on food by using only the ingredients I already have in my kitchen.&amp;nbsp; I had 2&amp;nbsp;big bunches of mustard greens from the Farm-to-Work program that I needed to use, plenty of spices and a bunch of random canned food items.&amp;nbsp; 

I refuse to cook mustard greens with just bacon fat, so</atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2010/04/2-make-it-up-as-i-go-mustard-green.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdfR8R7unTQVGI21IeNpHPMuBvFZIdHb-4yZYVDLrvlSoQqXzbkyl8AxQpC1fKoWmJUMQqqYmRZcGEeRZuPWQZvlbmZsW0kyWI-R71KDWGFAgx993LdfmzwPAAvehWInAjGRcByPBWIv-c/s72-c/curried+chickpeas+and+mustard+greens.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-5677368685807713080</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2010 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-25T18:59:15.955-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Austin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vietnamese Ao Dai Paintings</category><title>My First Paintings</title><atom:summary type="text">All I have to say is that it&#39;s been a very interesting journey painting. Although I sometimes get frustrated with it and can&#39;t do some of the detailed work I&#39;m used to doing with henna and pen, I certainly enjoy the &amp;nbsp;mental/spiritual health benefits it offers. It&#39;s when I focus and meditate on just painting that I find much peace and relaxation. &amp;nbsp;I enjoy my teas or wines or the company </atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2010/03/paintings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdd3tAe6x0dD_xADR372x14iQumZaNFgYzjmMPbsZ_wRnb-hg2wPe2lpnghw-DQ0RJotnR1puxELlXFIngc3X76cMpr9FtKI-ZhMy-E_0hXv5OhOZIhLElP281BAgFfvCNNpFTf5a75ZEI/s72-c/100_2744.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-609877934275756730</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Mar 2010 04:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-30T10:36:04.646-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food</category><title>EZ Chi-Neez Noodles</title><atom:summary type="text">Personally, I never eat Chinese food unless it&#39;s Dim Sum, roast pork/duck, or cai lan (aka Chinese broccoli). Vietnamese food is so much better and healthier. So, next time you&#39;re craving Asian food, don&#39;t even dare to order nasty Chinese take-out ever again because here&#39;s a real simple dish anyone can do in less than 20 minutes. It&#39;s Chinese-style egg noodles with tofu and Chinese broccoli (or
</atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2010/03/ez-chi-neez-noodles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDR58xmhPZUJCk3CYZiVMsacsJjNWJnwA_VAY0UwMvtW1RABNr9bxZ7WRS4zyRspgdqkhQTKBhQOXkFQubqLWuXrakae7D-0lGlmZ2_K5Vq7LL99N-dp7S66SPCgJxau2nBUsTnDUUUyXd/s72-c/100_2751.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-7657518611571599676</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 05:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-23T00:53:12.926-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Austin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food</category><title>Too Good to Be True Turnip Green Soup</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m a Vietnamese girl from Michigan. &amp;nbsp;I have never heard of turnip greens or turnip green soup! &amp;nbsp;If it weren&#39;t for me being in Texas and for the awesome Farm-to-Work&amp;nbsp;program, my palate would never have been so enlightened! &amp;nbsp;Every week, I can order $25 worth of seasonal organic veggies from local farmers. &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t do it often because it&#39;s usually too much for 1 person but </atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2010/03/too-good-to-be-true-turnip-green-soup.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrjMLvRFrbX9nqW9tlYmShhc_lVuBShOENThyphenhyphenIyQVfEoujHWhWiFBhcS5XkqTE_G6gocx8391jkRyz_FeRzdX8p_h2VX6n4kl_tIdYqJe_p9UX5-AfnsB4vC38IBIhSZT0trLLs9AtQEIY/s72-c/photo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-6011866677121869384</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 07:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-03T17:56:21.086-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Austin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><title>A Woman&#39;s Guide to Picking Up Hitchhikers</title><atom:summary type="text">Let me guess what you&#39;re thinking....&quot;What?!?! You PICKED up a HITCHHIKER?!? That&#39;s crazy! &amp;nbsp;You could&#39;ve been killed!&quot; &amp;nbsp;Yes, I picked up a hitchhiker and I know I could&#39;ve been killed. Call me crazy. I&#39;m a girl. I was alone. I could&#39;ve been hacked into pieces, blah blah blah. &amp;nbsp;BUT before you REALLY think I&#39;m crazy and stupid, let me tell you my story and then you can judge for </atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2010/02/womans-guide-to-picking-up-hitchhikers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8aOQ_KGsTZU2E8ZSj0n7oN2J_eEQWdFivfOcDkGelsK28IPBp5_G-XHtfc9KDDgIP7AOdqv7p2g7N8bZbSSGkCFnBbPG_BuHECMTPBgW8WTcNr6p5fhKqbafFQg4Hqbmd1D_ISLvM43X2/s72-c/100_2377.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-9192660705998728125</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 04:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-23T13:57:20.689-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Modeling</category><title>The Black Ao Dai (The Long Black Shirt)</title><atom:summary type="text">Presenting....my first painting of a Vietnamese woman in a traditional Vietnamese dress, called the Ao Dai (literally Long Shirt) and pronounced: \ow zai\ with an upward intonation on the &#39;ow&#39; and a downward intonation on the &#39;zai&#39;. The Ao Dai is a two-piece dress, consisting of a long shirt and pants.&amp;nbsp; To me, this is the ideal dress because it comes with pants.&amp;nbsp;Truth be told, I&#39;ve </atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2010/02/ao-dai-long-dress.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5bBOu9n8_hfwhaipBzwHuWSrhiGSDDDQi71fpMP0uyfiXPBM6kKRar1V9UsvLcwiXrQCSZBvbJi1OLWd2dF8j1Trd7wwVVPxoIW6GaMpejwWtofcKlhZhzd7XGQvZlwE7A4mBNFoiv2Sv/s72-c/Ao+Dai+Painting2.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-4333356107726468239</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jan 2010 06:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-29T13:07:10.233-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Austin</category><title>Note to self: Austin, Art, Attraction, and I</title><atom:summary type="text">[note: this is kinda just a personal journal entry for myself -&amp;nbsp;just my uninhibited unedited freeflow thoughts tonite.]
So I guess I took a mini sabbatical from blogging. &amp;nbsp;Over a month. &amp;nbsp;I finally found some down time to reflect on the whole past month or so&amp;nbsp;of my life. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s been a total crazy whirlwind of everything.&amp;nbsp;I took a little break from drawing, henna, </atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2010/01/note-to-self-austin-art-attraction-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcaMe3tJunvljU67DAd4S2Gn9FVZOHe2foPauk4WIK7l1EpYvvnJIR2KvttaIc64O3aphy3d-VSeQSlk7I6S5JJ5yV_W6JeB5lLajnAAN4HXaMjCIAKnGUTzOdGyvt7BDLGhdxmfUEdTi/s72-c/17159_410797315178_555765178_10552258_7868482_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-2783228935803431755</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-18T08:57:47.563-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><title>He&#39;s definitely not into you...or maybe he&#39;s just not ready.</title><atom:summary type="text">He&#39;s Just Not That&amp;nbsp;Into You: by Greg Behrendt and Liz Tuccillo

Note to the Reader: I&#39;ve always wanted to have my own love/relationship/sex column&amp;nbsp;like Carrie Bradshaw and&amp;nbsp;this is my attempt at writing a Sex in the City&amp;nbsp;type&amp;nbsp;column.&amp;nbsp;Let&#39;s love lots and have fun with me! :) What should I call my column? &amp;nbsp;And thank you to all my wise family and friends who have </atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2009/12/hes-definitely-not-into-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-244361288512832736</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 19:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-12T14:21:43.685-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food</category><title>A Quick-y Turkey Chili</title><atom:summary type="text">On a cold and wet day in Austin, there&#39;s nothing I crave more than a hearty and healthy chili that&#39;s quick and easy to make. I try to substitute turkey for beef whenever possible because it&#39;s a healthier option and you can&#39;t even tell the difference. (oh, and this is not the turkey left over from Thanksiving, haha!) 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I have less than 2 weeks to become an artist,&quot; I said to my friends&amp;nbsp;before E.A.S.T.&amp;nbsp;(my first East Austin Studio Tour).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The henna peacock bag idea was conceived one cool night in Austin. I was chillin&#39; in the backyard, drinkin&#39; a Lonestar with my inspiring artist friend and&amp;nbsp;talkin&#39; shop.&amp;nbsp;He started a women&#39;s clothing line&amp;nbsp;Darkeyes Clothing&amp;nbsp;where his</atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2009/11/mission-reduce-reuse-and-recycle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjSjdhRd6wTTRNPujpHxy_DwswCeFwAgwTqztmiLCvbw9aYj4urepLVo-7qT6xfd1I0KNKrdiTBkVIdRIiW7FUHfIjwniwHiDZDeICOkdccNg29dJu50-aLYQNo7kYLn1jSIb1tL3lqsRI/s72-c/IMG_1425.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-8598103073462758638</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 21:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-14T14:48:34.258-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Austin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Henna</category><title>Escaped artist &quot;American Dreaming...&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">What IS the &quot;American Dream?&quot;&amp;nbsp; Traditionally, it is the dream of fame, success, and wealth.&amp;nbsp; In history, it is &quot;that dream of a land in which life should be better and richer and fuller for every man, with opportunity for each according to ability or achievement.&quot; [first used by James Truslow Adams in his book The Epic of America, 1931]&amp;nbsp; I like this.&amp;nbsp; For my parents, I think </atom:summary><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2009/11/escape-artist-american-dreaming_12.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5S93nh5xzbRBDe0C81PxYCYCTmpWq2UlLQ8gA7e30uD0BLNhctHz2PCcQcNcU8VQ5qyjwRS__DwXqzJxw5CK6HRU4XY321dykxvZZ8AUMeymn6q0FwWU-SyCEjYcnwMnlEKY3D59hb69j/s72-c/LPNpeacock.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291954416881656960.post-7470771824166798991</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 05:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-09T16:01:59.806-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vietnam</category><title>The Phamily&#39;s escape...for the &quot;American Dream&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">
In&amp;nbsp;March&amp;nbsp;1980, my parents fled Vietnam, their homeland. I was only 16 months old and a tiny baby girl that used to ride in the front basket of my grandfather&#39;s bicycle. I have no memory of it all, the suffering, the boat escape. Yet, I can play it in my mind like it was an old movie I&#39;ve seen long ago. There was not a day that my Dad failed to remind my siblings and I to thank God that</atom:summary><enclosure type='' url='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boat_people' length='0'/><link>http://laphamnikita.blogspot.com/2009/11/phamilys-boat-escape.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkZRrTMv3DgL2Zl5GpZm1PvUQPUZDBwLw8TmNF7WI3DpCdnSz5IDlZVxEw_aGAiHfj6tqOV3hFvRmtObqadH445Q5KJVevnej0ArVv_5vWg1-Nzf-hEVZZ5_jT_JVVHXvcBkG9clKC3fpy/s72-c/OldVietnamphotos032.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>