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  Caros leitores, não tenho palavras para me desculpar pela ausência, mas  aconteceram muitas coisas nesses últimos meses e estive muito, mas muito  ocupada. Espero que me perdoem e continuem a ler meus parcos escritos.
Vamos agora atualizar esse blog para valer!E para começar, a continuação do Diário da minha experiência no mundo fashion.
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Ufa! Há tempos eu não andava tãaaaao ocupada. Primeiro fui para Munique, depois voltei e fui para Paris por 10 dias. Voltei novamente e participei de um final de semana maluco, no qual um bando de gente cheia de idéias tinha 54 horas para criar uma empresa! (vários grupos, cada um criou sua própria empresa)Enfim, o blog foi negligenciado, eu sei, mas agora que tudo se 
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até mais!
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Olá queridos leitores!
Mudança total de assunto. Uma pausa na decoração e reforma, um hello para meu novo trending topic: fashion! 
Estou   em modo de "stand by" para a minha primeira aventura na indústria da   moda, não como admiradora, mas como trabalhadora. Entre os dias dois e   13 de março estarei em Paris trabalhando no showroom da grife Diane von 
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Tenho andado com a cabeça a mil por hora. Sabem quando parece que várias coisas estão acontecendo, mas nada acontece? Quando arquitetamos vários planos, fazemos mil contatos isso e aquilo, e de repente parece que tudo vai converger para o mesmo ponto, os planos irão se concretizar, o emprego vai rolar... mas nada acontece? Você sabe que em alguns dias vai receber notícias, mas
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Esse texto foi originalmente publicado em uma comunidade sobre casamento. Decidi publicá-lo também aqui por insistência de alguns amigos. É minha descrição sobre o dia do meu casamento e o dia que o antecedeu. Nervosismo, medo, angústias, estresse, felicidade, amor... tudo misturado numa profusão de emoções só vividas em ocasiões muito especiais da vida de uma mulher. Espero 
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Eu escrevi isso há uns quatro anos, acho. Eu tinha pouco tempo de Suíça, tudo era novo, tudo era novidade. As pessoas, as línguas, as culturas, os hábitos os 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wvWPqyhE8M8jeTqJdkdoFo2-CRg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wvWPqyhE8M8jeTqJdkdoFo2-CRg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/BIVqu/~4/fFkoJei5VgE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://direto-da-suica.blogspot.com/2009/03/agora-vai.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAERXo-eSp7ImA9WxRVGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31856501.post-6743451353664182944</id><published>2008-11-16T16:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:51:44.451+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-16T16:51:44.451+01:00</app:edited><title>Estou de volta</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://direto-da-suica.blogspot.com/feeds/6743451353664182944/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31856501&amp;postID=6743451353664182944&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31856501/posts/default/6743451353664182944?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31856501/posts/default/6743451353664182944?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/BIVqu/~3/f_n7itoPXUc/estou-de-volta.html" title="Estou de volta" /><author><name>Ana Paula Schaepers, Genebra, Suíça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01076116843147159335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="18" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9Ko5RL-n4I/S6fSb71YfcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/aQZ5kWWJjaw/S220/SL375330.JPG" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">Caros leitores e leitoras, atendendo a pedidos voltarei a postar nesse blog. Pensei melhor e vi que é possível continuar com ambos os blogs, esse aqui e o Words and Letters. Muita gente pergunta por que eu parei de escrever aqui, e muitos também me pedem para continuar narrando as dores e delícias da vida na Europa. No começo eu não queria mais, por que achava que isso não tinha mais a ver comigo
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nYxtbo4nxcW6ZaAda1FCVQJBBmQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nYxtbo4nxcW6ZaAda1FCVQJBBmQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/BIVqu/~4/sHy83SVC100" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://direto-da-suica.blogspot.com/2008/04/tudo-passa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cGSHk_fSp7ImA9WxZUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31856501.post-2583557689986176776</id><published>2008-04-06T11:12:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T16:30:29.745+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-08T16:30:29.745+02:00</app:edited><title>Ouro e sucata</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://direto-da-suica.blogspot.com/feeds/2583557689986176776/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31856501&amp;postID=2583557689986176776&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31856501/posts/default/2583557689986176776?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31856501/posts/default/2583557689986176776?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/BIVqu/~3/DhsdTvWNYeM/ouro-e-sucata.html" title="Ouro e sucata" /><author><name>Ana Paula Schaepers, Genebra, Suíça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01076116843147159335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="18" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9Ko5RL-n4I/S6fSb71YfcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/aQZ5kWWJjaw/S220/SL375330.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">Eis um belo exemplo da diferença entre originalidade e falsidade. No link abaixo, dois vídeos: um traz a canção original "kiss kiss" na voz do cantor turco Tarkan. O segundo traz a interpretação mastigada de uma "blond" candidata a Britney Spears (mais uma!) dançando de forma insinuante e artificial, fazendo aquelas caras e beiços já manjados nesse tipo de vídeo clipe. Confiram e respondam no 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1nc4vaKVwBGXWNKpqYG11jxjxzE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1nc4vaKVwBGXWNKpqYG11jxjxzE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/BIVqu/~4/XSY5rzEx5jM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://direto-da-suica.blogspot.com/2008/03/recomeos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYGRHwycCp7ImA9WxZXE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31856501.post-6173552465094960888</id><published>2008-02-29T19:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T19:35:25.298+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-29T19:35:25.298+01:00</app:edited><title>O fim de um é o começo do outro?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://direto-da-suica.blogspot.com/feeds/6173552465094960888/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31856501&amp;postID=6173552465094960888&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31856501/posts/default/6173552465094960888?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31856501/posts/default/6173552465094960888?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/BIVqu/~3/ouRtkks-XbA/o-fim-de-um-o-comeo-do-outro.html" title="O fim de um é o começo do outro?" /><author><name>Ana Paula Schaepers, Genebra, Suíça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01076116843147159335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="18" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9Ko5RL-n4I/S6fSb71YfcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/aQZ5kWWJjaw/S220/SL375330.JPG" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><content type="html">Falta apenas um dia e meio para eu deixar o Brasil. Difícil explicar o que sinto nesse momento, um misto de felicidade e medo, angústia e tristeza. Muitos sentimentos se misturaram desde que voltei, nos últimos dias tenho sentido tudo com maior intensidade. A certeza de que a vida que eu deixei aqui já não me cabe mais; a certeza de que a casa da minha mãe não é mais meu lar, de que os irmãos se 
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