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It has literally been months since I have updated, and I actually just had to reset my password, just to access my blogger account. I guess my age is already making me forgetful. To make up for my absence I am excited to be able to write about, and share some pictures of a dress I made for my friend Dana, that was entirely my own design. 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An idea that has taken several forms since it's inception in December, has resulted as the site to go to for dining suggestions in the Bay City. 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Becky, who her sister nicknamed "Chicken," lives in Los Angeles, which is where my adventure began. Upon landing in the City of Angels, we got pedicures at the mall and took in the local neighborhood cuisine. 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Eager to get out of the city for a day, my friends and I woke up super early Saturday morning and hit the road by 8:30 AM. We traveled over the Golden Gate Bridge, through the red woods, and made a stop in a very quaint small town to gather up groceries. By 11 o'clock we arrived at Tomales Bay Oyster Company. It </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/idPvr299-YI/world-is-my-oyster.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LI5jb374PiY/TeRKvgQhUWI/AAAAAAAAAV0/3NeYoCGLZTc/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/05/world-is-my-oyster.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-4131175611430035593</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 May 2011 19:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-21T12:13:12.043-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">San Francisco</category><title>Bay to Breakers</title><atom:summary>Forget sitting on the dock of the bay, on the weekend of Bay to Breakers, thousands of San Franciscans begin a 7 mile trek across the city starting on the Bay side, and ending on the Ocean side of the city. 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The earliest videos I remember are from the mid 90's on days I stayed home from school sick, laying on the couch and watching artists like Tom Petty and Sting. So it went from Rock and Roll, to my days as a Backstreet Boy fan, and into my Country music years; I have experienced a lot of music. 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I do remember some easter egg hunts, and of course ham for dinner followed by Nana's Easter Cake. Having put one successful dinner party behind me, I got inspired to have some friends over and celebrate the holiday as best we could. 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I was surrounded by amazing friends, both new and old, and together we consumed plenty of alcohol and cupcakes. I can't say I ever pictured what life would look like at 27, but I've got this feeling that it's going to be a great year. One way or another, the kick-off was amazing!

This was what my desk looked like when I showed up to </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/0qtS6KweYfw/twenty-seven.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nbdwr8XbMm4/TaZrpzNfVLI/AAAAAAAAAUg/bdGqmcX9kQ4/s72-c/DSC02070.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/04/twenty-seven.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-7809504703267698429</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2011 23:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-03T16:31:38.443-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">San Francisco</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dining Out</category><title>Marina Girls on the Move: Coit Tower</title><atom:summary>Ever since I joined the "corporate world" I have been able to enjoy this crazy little thing called weekends. Having worked a retail schedule for the past 5 years, the idea of having set days off, and that all of my friends also the same set days off, is really quite a novel concept. Now that D and I are finally on similar schedules, we have decided to make Sundays our time to go out and explore </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/lnY_dfKaNT0/marina-girls-on-move-coit-tower.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9qiAGYkfOk/TZkBKAJ2N2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oFErh2CBdMY/s72-c/DSC02056.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/04/marina-girls-on-move-coit-tower.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-5423068878767598735</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2011 16:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-27T09:25:54.582-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Inspiration</category><title>Sun-less Day</title><atom:summary>
Today is the last day in a long stretch of rainy and gloomy days in the Bay Area. While this will be the second day I am trapped inside my apartment, hopefully I will more productive. I dug into my inspiration files and came across this picture from a Refinery29 article on Jane Herman, the concept director for Gap, and her simple and clean personal style and home decoration. I love in this </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/7gOYSsTse_Q/sun-less-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDOYjc_mKrE/TY9jFxFPf4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/0OcFIcERX3Q/s72-c/image.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/03/sun-less-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-5500553840862725289</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2011 18:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-26T11:42:42.555-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wish List</category><title>To Longchamp or not to Longchamp?</title><atom:summary>
My birthday is just around the corner and I am looking to splurge on something nice for myself. One suggestion was a Longchamp Tote bag. When I started thinking about this a few weeks ago, I knew I was already a little behind on the times. It seems the trend really picked up steam back in my sorority days, very many moons ago. 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I flew home to my hometown, Niskayuna, and from there Mom and I drove down to NYC for some time together to walk, talk, shop and see the musical Mary Poppins on Broadway. I have been saving money to purchase my own digital "Mom" camera, as my friend Paige would </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/6t4fCe467Rg/nyc-top-5.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tkfXtJfA8K4/TYVB6yZjT1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/Eolf_q9UyCQ/s72-c/Last+Roll+-+106.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/03/nyc-top-5.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-8409689424591587930</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2011 05:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-17T22:35:04.624-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dining Out</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><title>There's No Place Like Home</title><atom:summary>So I grew up in a small town just North of Albany New York, called Niskayuna. We were taught growing up that in the Iroquois Indian language, Niskayuna, meant "Field of Corn." Quite the fun fact, I know. Since I have graduated college I make it back home, on average, once a year. But when I do go home, my family knows that there are two places I must visit straight away; and those are my two </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/3Cec6q7VPOM/theres-no-place-like-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-q_-ztL3408s/TYLtyqoQMII/AAAAAAAAATo/l841jorrCFg/s72-c/DSC02041.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/03/theres-no-place-like-home.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-6684567698666010249</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 20:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-13T19:04:28.420-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><title>In My Mind I'm Goin to Carolina</title><atom:summary>My first of two recent trips back to the East Coast was courtesy my friendly federal tax return, and it was money well spent to visit one of my best friends Emily. I lived in Charlotte, North Carolina for a little over a year so it was fun to visit some of my favorite local salons, shops and eateries. I got my hair done at Fuze Salon, tried not to buy up everything at Paper Skyscraper, and </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/I2wn8FUvoKE/in-my-mind-im-goin-to-carolina.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QtKVor1ua64/TX0gt7ZtPhI/AAAAAAAAASs/vsYSXnRvybU/s72-c/DSC02028.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-my-mind-im-goin-to-carolina.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-9096249226322241872</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2011 06:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-28T22:52:11.305-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays</category><title>Pour Ma Taunte</title><atom:summary>Well there goes one New Year's Resolution down the drain. I had promised to update my blog at least once a week, and sadly this is the only post I will be able to squeeze into the last few minutes in February. This month was kicked off with travel, spending the last weekend in January celebrating D's birthday in beautiful Lake Tahoe. At my Aunt Linda's request, here are some pictures from our ski</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/U7fncQyG95I/pour-ma-taunte.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ogyOzS_J7os/TWyTwZQtasI/AAAAAAAAASY/I9zbf0wzsCg/s72-c/DSC01972.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/02/pour-ma-taunte.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-8552809947437459011</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2011 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-17T22:18:00.783-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">San Francisco</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dining Out</category><title>MOMA, mia</title><atom:summary>I have been wanting to check out the SFMOMA (San Francisco Museum of Modern Art) ever since I moved here and this Saturday a friend and I finally made it happen. In college I took a few art history classes, and while I am more partial towards the Impressionists, I appreciate all forms of art. I have been saying this for years, but the next time I am in New York, I am definitely going to the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/xyTXQwIHzvA/moma-mia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zhq298T2veI/TTT-cUvM8VI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jfPQNAKJ5mA/s72-c/91.161_01_l02.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/01/moma-mia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-763522952462440265</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2011 07:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-12T23:03:29.327-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Movie Review</category><title>Post Grad</title><atom:summary>
Tonight as I tied roughly 50 sandwich bags of trail mix together with ribbon for work, I watched this, somewhat entertaining movie. Ok, so it was a weakly written script with what should have been an entertaining cast, and only made half of what it cost to produce. The reason I rented it is because I am such a fan of Alexis Bledel. I think she is such a charming actress, and gorgeous girl. I </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/ChF0pbrr03k/post-grad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zhq298T2veI/TS6db__1KRI/AAAAAAAAAR4/tEjHBbwMn8s/s72-c/images.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/01/post-grad.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-3175970180526835200</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jan 2011 23:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-09T22:51:51.202-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Outfits</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dining Out</category><title>Down the Rabbit Hole</title><atom:summary>
 
This past weekend some friends and I decided to lay-low for a night and instead of hitting the bars, we sought out a hookah bar. Every time I smoke hookah, so all about three times, I can't help but picture the Caterpillar character from the 1952 version of Disney's Alice in Wonderland. Unlike some others, including the Caterpillar, I am completely incapable of making rings or any other cool </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/fLLlXTYNQgs/down-rabbit-hole.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zhq298T2veI/TSpFYa5ERXI/AAAAAAAAARI/8PhrChMVugM/s72-c/images.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/01/down-rabbit-hole.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-8833929507996064632</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2011 20:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-09T13:41:58.334-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Outfits</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><title>Hot &amp; Cold</title><atom:summary>Monday morning I read a Women's Wear Daily article about warm and cool color trends for sportswear in 2011. Inspired by the idea, D and I got out of the city for a few hours, and dressed for the trend; myself in cool colors, D in warm ones. I had originally intended on titling this post Beaches, Burritos, and Beers, because that is what we set out to do. As the pictures below illustrate, our </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/lWY9rVT2C2Y/hot-cold.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zhq298T2veI/TSYqGAcE3eI/AAAAAAAAAQY/CfBEGy-_eeM/s72-c/DSC01821.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/01/hot-cold.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-6164355170043605710</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2011 05:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-09T14:09:56.993-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Projects</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Outfits</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dining Out</category><title>All That Glitters</title><atom:summary>This New Year's Eve, I'm sporting my grey Aerotek sweatpants and Denver Bronco's thermal , both made pour les hommes. Yup, thats right, I have chosen to sit this year out; mostly for financial reasons. So while I wait for my baked potato to cook in the oven, I thought I would showcase a sparkly outfit that I did wear this holiday season. Inspired by menswear, and passionate about ruffles and </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/cb1OwMLG4-M/all-that-glitters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zhq298T2veI/TR64Cs4aABI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5xtYCSj-tOM/s72-c/DSC01680.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-that-glitters.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-4389915375452902955</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2010 00:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-09T14:10:36.556-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">San Francisco</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays</category><title>Dreaming of a White Christmas</title><atom:summary>There are very few Christmas' that I have experienced without snow. Growing up in NY one could count on it to be frigid cold, and usually with snow and icicles by Christmastime. The two years I was not in NY, I celebrated the holiday in Denver, CO and it snowed the whole day long. This year I live in San Francisco, and thanks to a career in retail I am yet again unable to join my family back East</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/AiZHdmAQs8U/dreaming-of-white-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zhq298T2veI/TRaLjGSWwaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/kN3inYZQ12g/s72-c/DSC01744.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2010/12/dreaming-of-white-christmas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-7040757226961826162</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Dec 2010 08:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-09T13:30:06.524-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dinner Party</category><title>Dinner is Served</title><atom:summary>To entertain, among other meanings, is defined as the hospitable provision of the needs and wants of guests. This past Wednesday it was my pleasure to provide a lovely meal, and environment for which to enjoy it, as a means to celebrate a dear friends birthday. It has always been a dream of mine to host a beautiful dinner party and this week I got to start the foundation upon which I will learn </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/2oypvx9t4M0/dinner-is-served.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zhq298T2veI/TQMxfh-_mZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FvI_BObKSZ4/s72-c/DSC01703.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2010/12/dinner-is-served.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-9054989820029770978</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Dec 2010 07:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-09T13:43:48.083-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Projects</category><title>Feeling Crafty</title><atom:summary>In my parents never ending attempt to clean up our home in Upstate New York, they tend to come across some very interesting, lets call them "artifacts," from my past. My father would probably prefer to trash 90% of their findings, but my mothers method of cleaning is more to move the mess from one place to the next: in this case from NY to CA (I love ya Mom!) Recently I received the collection of</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/a230wtrQI80/feeling-crafty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zhq298T2veI/TPnsqqOsROI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Selnq73d_Bk/s72-c/DSC01670.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2010/12/feeling-crafty.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-7478285497502565305</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Nov 2010 14:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-09T13:44:41.453-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Projects</category><title>A Lovely Distraction</title><atom:summary>Originally I had designed this dress with the intention of wearing it to the dinner portion of a two-day interview I had this past weekend. Needless to day the dress was not finished in time for the interview, and it's just as well: I did not get the job. With thoughts of uncertainty and inadequacy swirling around me I have sought solitude in the one place that I always feel in control, in front </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/i8vjCSq2y0I/lovely-distraction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zhq298T2veI/TO0fIC48AuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oEmJ3-q1UZs/s72-c/DSC01667.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2010/11/lovely-distraction.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415168408188413570.post-4484131675238959775</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Nov 2010 06:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-09T13:47:32.547-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Projects</category><title>Meet Audrey</title><atom:summary>I finally did it: I bought my first dress form! Every garment I have worked on, with the exception of a class assignment, I have had to fit on myself. Now I will be able to visualize my designs better and get even more creative. Right now I am very inspired by Audrey Hepburn. I have been "Netflixing" all of her movies and picked up a very well written biography on the actress by Harry Paris. </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyStyleSoundtrack/~3/FMiTFiIXpaw/meet-audrey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linzi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zhq298T2veI/TOi4fujojUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/MxqRvQSLyI0/s72-c/DSC01662.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystylesoundtrack.blogspot.com/2010/11/meet-audrey.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

