<?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/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' gd:etag='W/&quot;CEcMRnc4eCp7ImA9Wx9RFE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3375246931446162436</id><updated>2010-12-15T00:34:47.930-08:00</updated><title>Strawberry Shortcake</title><subtitle type='html'>A Blog Of a Different Kind</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03040654875133318346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkYCQ3c6eSp7ImA9Wx9RFE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3375246931446162436.post-8278025940201718084</id><published>2010-12-15T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T00:02:42.911-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-15T00:02:42.911-08:00</app:edited><title>A little dose of designers :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So I probably should have done a post solely dedicated to the new collection at H&amp;amp;M that features Lanvin but I didn't. Well I've I've been thinking, what the hell is wrong with me? I guess the only reason why I didn't want to do it was because everyone has already done it. So I've decided not to do it. Not that I'm not obsessing over Lanvin right now because I am. It's mainly all I talk about despite the fact that I didn't include it in my "To die for" Tuesday. Even though I'm just starting out in the blog scene and I'm still an amateur, I've decided to not be like everyone else and just do things the way I want. After all, it is my blog and no one else's correct?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Good, glad we got that situated. So instead of doing another poet about Lanvin, I've decided to do one about two designers I'm obsessing over with right now. Some of you may not be very familiar with their names but that'll soon change. They just had their Spring 2011 shows in paris and I'm sure they were the talk of the city. Their pieces are both sweet and sophisticated but with a bit of edge to them. The first designer or I should say designers are named Johnny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Talbot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Adrian&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Runhof.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;They both come from different parts of the world, Johnny being from Nashville, TN and Adrian from Munich, Germany. But it was fashion that brought the two together in college where they met. Their pieces are cunning but maintain a sense of sophistication to them. They were named "ones to watch" by WWD in Paris after their 09/10 &amp;nbsp;fall and winter collection. I'm so excited to see what they come up with next as I'm sure it will be as magical as the rest of their collections.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The next designer is Cacharel. It was created by Jean Bousquet in the mid 60's when one of Jean's fitted and printed shirts for woman became known as 'fashion". Now the company is being run by the New Creative Director, Cedric Charlier. The collections are somewhat girly and flirty with a ton of floral patterns. I'm absolutely in love with these pieces and can't wait for their next collections. These designers are too brilliant for words and I'm sure we're to see their pieces on everyone in the future. Before you know it, Cacharel and Talbot Runhof will be just as famous as Chanel and Prada. I look forward to that day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talbot Runhof&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQhx-fXhvEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pdpV7Jk-70Q/s1600/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQhx-fXhvEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pdpV7Jk-70Q/s640/12.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQhyNM-4IfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3RG-XW8VEU/s1600/26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQhyNM-4IfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3RG-XW8VEU/s640/26.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I've got an amazing idea, among others. I've decided that on Tuesdays I'll be listing some of the things that I'm obsessed with at the moment. In other words, things that I think are "to die for"at the. Hence the name "to die for" Tuesdays. So I've posted the pics below along with a brief description why I'm obsessing over it. Hope you like!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Now this is one of my favorites right now. I'm absolutely in love with theses heels and literally have it as my background to my laptop. I love the fact that it's over the edge but it still keeps a feminine vibe to it. Now they may not be the heels you wear to church but they're definitely the heels to wear right now. Number one on my Christmas list!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQdzK6E6OQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-xAl8o9T3gI/s1600/il_570xN.195115474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQdzK6E6OQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-xAl8o9T3gI/s320/il_570xN.195115474.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Vivi Randozzo Silver Leaf Headpiece&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I have been beyond obsessed with Vivi Randazzo's headpieces ever since I saw them on Champagne and Marshmallows. Especially this piece which I wear with almost everything. Thats the thing I love about her pieces. They're subtle but with a bit of an angelic edge to them so you can wear them with practically anything. The whole hippie/rock-star look is definitely one of my many favorite trends and this is definitely a key piece to pull it off. Check out Vivi's many other headpieces at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.vivirandazzo.com/"&gt;www.ViviRandazzo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQfmoDW3K2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/wfh3CLI2SzQ/s1600/ih70bo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQfmoDW3K2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/wfh3CLI2SzQ/s320/ih70bo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Forever Twenty-One Rings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I've always been in love with Forever Twenty-One's jewlery and their rings are no exception. I love the fact how all of their pieces look completely vintage, as if I just bought them at a vintage shop. Plus they come at such an amazing price. I bought four beautiful rings for only $10. DEAL ALERT!! I wear theses with everything and it's safe to say, I'm absolutely obsessed!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm seeing these on everyone lately and I'm adoring them. I especially love the ones I bought at ASOS to the left. I love how it's sweet with an edge. They're definitely a key piece to pulling off an edgy look. I usually wear mine with tights but if you want to pull off a sexy look, you can wear them without or with knee highs. Can you say OBSESSED?? :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope you liked!!&lt;br /&gt;
-Andy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3375246931446162436-5222107743287872207?l=alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/feeds/5222107743287872207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-die-for-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/5222107743287872207?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/5222107743287872207?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-die-for-tuesday.html' title='&quot;To die for&quot; Tuesday'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03040654875133318346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13883353109450036420'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQdv2o4f2iI/AAAAAAAAADs/pDRuNb8wqyU/s72-c/Sam_Edelman_Lorissa.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEcMRn07fip7ImA9Wx9REkU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3375246931446162436.post-4086678973376196732</id><published>2010-12-13T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T15:14:47.306-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-13T15:14:47.306-08:00</app:edited><title>Orange tights and a pink tutu :)</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQaooQbPjqI/AAAAAAAAADk/qhXpl3wZvwU/s1600/195e98b0496eeebe_50983781dm4.xlarge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQaooQbPjqI/AAAAAAAAADk/qhXpl3wZvwU/s320/195e98b0496eeebe_50983781dm4.xlarge.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's not secret that I'm pretty much obsessed with fashion. If it is then clearly you don't know me very well. Fashion is like my bread and butter. The ying to my yang. Some people have hobbies, I have fashion. Ever since I was little putting together the right outfit was important. Take 1st grade picture day for example. I just had to be the most stylish 1st grader on the block. With my orange tights paired with a pink tutu and a leather jacket to finish it all off. Of course I even had my hello kitty backpack with me which pulled together the whole outfit. I'm not joking here people, It's what I honestly wore. Thankfully my style has evolved into something a bit more elegant, than Hello Kitty. Nevertheless, fashion is my life. I plan to finish The Arts Institute and intern at one of the best fashion magazines today. Yes, I'm a bit ambitious but it's better than being lazy. With fashion there comes fashion blogs which is the selected topic of today's post. I cannot begin to explain how elated with joy I am that someone came up with this brilliant idea. I mean anyone with a camera a brain can simply come up with a fashion blog but I think it takes much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, it takes a little something more than just a camera and a brain to come up with a fashion blog. For one, you have to have an unique and tasteful idea of what your planning to blog. Or else everyone would have a blog describing their fashion takes and to be honest, let's thank God that's not the case. Because fashion isn't just something that you wake up one morning having knowledge about. Unless you hire a stylish then that's a different story. I always thought it was a gift that some people poses and other's simply don't. Terrifying right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQao0VH7R1I/AAAAAAAAADo/SnaWKwQh3ZM/s1600/erikacoachholiday1a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQao0VH7R1I/AAAAAAAAADo/SnaWKwQh3ZM/s320/erikacoachholiday1a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Being born without a fashion sense. It's not uncommon though, I've seen the fanny pack worn every now and then. But on a serious note, fashion blogs are the biggest new crave on the internet since YouTube. Or maybe that's just my perspective. Either way though, it seems as if you can't turn a page in a fashion magazine without hearing a thing or two about a new blogger who's decided to become a fashion blogger. Whether you're a boy or girl, it doesn't matter because I feel as though as long as you know what your typing about, go ahead and type. Fashion blogs the newest accessory on the internet. I honestly think they're giving stylists a run for their money because why pay for one when you can just go online and visit Rumi Neely's blog or even Erika Marie's? Maybe that's a but dramatic because whether they're people that can't dress, stylists will be there to save the day. So don't worry stylists, you're safe. Nope, I don't think stylists are going anywhere and from the looks of it, neither are fashion blogs. I think it's safe to say that like ballet flats, fashion blogs will always be in style.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://champagneandmarshmallows.blogspot.com/"&gt;Champagne and Marshmallows &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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-Andy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3375246931446162436-4086678973376196732?l=alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/feeds/4086678973376196732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/12/orange-tights-and-pink-tutu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/4086678973376196732?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/4086678973376196732?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/12/orange-tights-and-pink-tutu.html' title='Orange tights and a pink tutu :)'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03040654875133318346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13883353109450036420'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQaooQbPjqI/AAAAAAAAADk/qhXpl3wZvwU/s72-c/195e98b0496eeebe_50983781dm4.xlarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DU8GRX49fSp7ImA9Wx9REkw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3375246931446162436.post-7037044561603163865</id><published>2010-12-12T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:23:44.065-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-12T21:23:44.065-08:00</app:edited><title>I want your ideas!! :)</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
I've been getting a lot of emails from some of you guys telling me how much you loved the Two-Way Friday! I'm so glad to hear it and it's a bit reassuring to know that there are people out there who actually read my blog. All seriousness, thanks! Now I'm sure you've picked up on the fact that I love making lists. Whether it's making lists of my favorite music or fashion trends, I love making them. I even make lists in the real world as well. It drives my friends and family crazy. You would think having an organized child would make some parents happy, not mine. I guess we're a unique family, to say the least. Well seeing as how my blog can't be about list's 24/7, I've decided to devote one day to posting a new list. I haven't decided which day it'll be which is why I need your help. I want you to send me tweets or emails telling me which day you'd prefer me to make a lists. I'm sort of leaning towards Mondays seeing as how it's the beginning of the week and that would be a fun way to start it off. &amp;nbsp;The lists will range from everything to my favorite music, books and clothing I'm into at the moment. Also feel free to tell me what sort of lists you'd like me to write about. As much fun as talking about my fave music, books and clothing is, I want something more original. So feel free to email me your ideas! Hope you all had a great weekend and look forward to hearing about all your amazing thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S A lot of you are asking why I go by the name of Andy when my name is Sandra. Well a lot of people call me Sandy which I can't stand. I absolutely loathed the nickname. So one night while my best friend and I were wasted he asked me why not I drop the S in Sandy and just go by Andy? So ever since then he's been calling me Andy and it's just caught on so most of my friends call me Andy now. And that's my friends why I go by the name Andy.&lt;br /&gt;
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-Andy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3375246931446162436-7037044561603163865?l=alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/feeds/7037044561603163865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-your-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/7037044561603163865?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/7037044561603163865?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-your-ideas.html' title='I want your ideas!! :)'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03040654875133318346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13883353109450036420'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0QCRX47fSp7ImA9Wx9REUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3375246931446162436.post-4036890252071266423</id><published>2010-12-12T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T13:29:24.005-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-12T13:29:24.005-08:00</app:edited><title>Torn between two cities :)</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQU4sM_LpfI/AAAAAAAAADY/CIhtXsjLIZU/s1600/MeridianHillPark-550x439.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQU4sM_LpfI/AAAAAAAAADY/CIhtXsjLIZU/s320/MeridianHillPark-550x439.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can not wait for Christmas! I've been tweeting, talking (incisively), and you can even catch me singing a Christmas tune every now and then. It's that one time of year when everyone just seems nicer, sweeter, and cheerier. Since I love in the city it's only better because there's just something about living in the city during the holidays. I don't what it is but everything just seems magical. Despite the honking of loud car horns or the extra pollution in the air, the city seems a bit brighter during Christmas. I've lived in D.C my whole life that I find it unbearable to live anywhere else, except New York. New York and D.C will always have my heart, I guess I'm just torn between the two. I remember when I was younger my mother would always treat me to a hot dog while we'd visit a museum or two. There's so much culture in D.C that you find it hard not to fall head over heels for it. Especially if you're going to take a trip down to U street. Oh my gosh it's my favorite. A little bit over ten years ago it wasn't the best neighborhood to live in or even visit but if you visit now, you'll be pleasantly surprised. It has turned into one of D.C's best kept secrets. Whether it's getting a bite to eat at Ben's Chili Bowl or even spending the day at Meridian Hill Park (one of my favorite places in the world), you'll never want to live anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;
Or when the holidays roll into town you're definitely going to find me in Old Town Alexandria. You can see the brightness from all the Christmas lights from miles away. I personally love to just chill in one of of the gazebos that sits on the water overlooking the National Harbor. Plus during the summer there's this "to die for" crab shack that's also on the harbor. So you can get a bucket of shrimp and sit by the water, it's absolute heaven. Now I don't think I'd be a true Washingtonian if I didn't spend a bunch of my time in Georgetown!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3375246931446162436-4036890252071266423?l=alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/feeds/4036890252071266423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/12/torn-between-two-cities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/4036890252071266423?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/4036890252071266423?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/12/torn-between-two-cities.html' title='Torn between two cities :)'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03040654875133318346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13883353109450036420'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TQU4sM_LpfI/AAAAAAAAADY/CIhtXsjLIZU/s72-c/MeridianHillPark-550x439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkMGQXc5eip7ImA9Wx9REUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3375246931446162436.post-2311797182163693251</id><published>2010-12-10T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T15:33:40.922-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-11T15:33:40.922-08:00</app:edited><title>Two-Way Friday :)</title><content type='html'>Dear Lovers,&lt;br /&gt;
I've recently been on prowl for that perfect grandpa sweater but have no luck funding one. I've literally searched high and low, vintage store after vintage store and have come up empty handed. I honestly think a big and baggy grandpa sweater is a huge key piece for a perfect wardrobe. You can wear with anything day or night. I mean I have like a hundred cardigans but none that are what I've been looking for. You know the one that has elbow patches and is really slouchy? Well that's the one I had in mind and I have yet to find it. Well anyways I wanted to try something new. I've decided to come up with one key piece such as a sequined blazer or even a pair of jeans and make two outfits. One for day and one for night. I'll try and make the one key piece a day outfit and the other a night outfit and I've decided to do this at the end of every week. I know it's probably been done before but not in my way. So I thought I'd add a little of my own flavor to spice it up. I'm going to call it Two-Way Fridays. So our first Two-Way Friday is going to involve a grandpa sweater. I've found an adorable cardigan at Old Navy which I just had to get the moment I saw it, among several things. I got the cardigan in both grey and black. I've decided to use the grey one but you can use the black one if you like. I hope you enjoy the two outfits I've put together and may they inspire you come up with your own!&lt;br /&gt;
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I loved the fact that this sweater pulls of a huge trend right now (sequins) but in such a low-key way. I always find it hard to pull this look off without overdoing with the sequins. So when I found this, it was perfect. I think if you want to pull of this trend, you have to be subtle with it. Like if you're going to sequins try and do it with accessorizing. You could wear a sequined beanie, necklace or even bangles. Cause you don't want to end up looking like a disco ball because you over did it with the sequins.&lt;br /&gt;
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For this look I've decided to pair the cardigan with a tweed bubble skirt and since this is a day outfit and not a night one, you must wear tights. You don't want to freeze your ass off do you? Didn't think so. I've posted the tights I wore with this outfit on the bottom. I also wore this exact headband with the outfit. Recently I was bored online and everybody knows that can never be good. Well luckily for me, it lead to this awesome website that specializes in jeweled headbands. They also specialize in a ton of accessories such as necklaces and bracelets. I'll post the website on the bottom if you want to check it out. Now as for what I wore under the cardigan, I decided to go with&lt;br /&gt;
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Now for the night look I decided to pair the cardigan with sequined leggings I bought in summer at H&amp;amp;M. I fell absolutely in love when I first laid eyes on these leggings, they're completely gorge. Then I decided to finish the look with some simple grey pumps from Forever Twenty-One. I find myself in awe with the heels at Forever Twenty-One. At first I was skeptical because gorge shoes for such a low price can only mean they're really cheap. So I decided to take a chance and buy a pair and once I did, it was the best decision I ever made. They're incredibly comfortable and surprisingly are good quality. I bought a pair two years ago that are incredibly beautiful and they still look brand new. Plus they have so many amazing pairs that it's hard not to pick up twenty and head straight to the register. As for a shirt to go on the&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, so maybe I've been watching way to many BBC movies but a girl can dream. Why can't it be roses all the time instead of daises? Everyone keeps saying it's a fantasy but I refuse to believe it. I refuse to believe that all we're going to get are sex driven men who pick there noses and whip it under the table. Because despite not finding my Mr. Darcy or Mr. Tilney doesn't mean they don't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
Well they actual don't exist, they're just fiction characters in Jane Austen's many books. But that doesn't mean that they're are men similar to them out there, right?&lt;br /&gt;
Right! I believe that there are and just because I haven't crossed paths with them doesn't mean they're not out there, living and breathing. Okay I've literally been watching and reading way too much Austen. Maybe I should switch to Tarantino or Dickens. Anyways this post wasn't supposed to be about me going on about my love life. It was supposed to be an inspirational post. Basically saying that just because you haven't find what you're looking for doesn't mean it's not out there. Whether it's friendship, work, or even love. Don't give up hope just because life isn't going your way. You know the saying "everything comes to those who wait"?&lt;br /&gt;
Well I believe in that saying with all my heart and so should you. A couple of months ago I was jobless and living with my mother and 19. Well I kept saying to myself over and over, "something will come along" and surely enough, something did. I later got a job that was paying 20 dollars and hour for 50 hours a week.&lt;br /&gt;
So now I'm looking at some amazing apartments that I can finally afford, in an amazing nrighborhood. Now I'm not going to lie. There were times when I was ready to give up but I didn't. Instead I just kept on treading water until a boat came along and saved me and one eventually did.&lt;br /&gt;
Now, I don't want to go all Oprah on you but despite everything not working out, I didn't loose hope and I guess that's what I'm trying to say. You just have to keep treading water because eventually a boat will come along. Now it may not be a cruise ship or even a yacht but at least you're dry and didn't drown. Now that's sort of a morbid way to look at it, or sounded better in my head.&lt;br /&gt;
Oh well, just remember that life comes with all sorts of surprises, some big and some small. You just have to learn how to accept them the way they are. Huh, looks like maybe I need to take my own advice.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nope, I'm talking about something entirely different. I'm pretty sure you can guess what that is. It's the thing that makes us feel all warm inside. The thing that keeps us going because we have something to go on for. The thing that makes every single day wort wild, because you have something to live for. Or should I say someone to live for. I've seen people become so lucky because they have found that. For a friend of mine, she is not so lucky. It's sad to see her like that because she's so smart and talented. She has so much to be thankful for but that's not the way she sees it. She thinks that she'll never be able to find that something that she's looking for. I know that's not true because someone would have to be an idiot to not want to spend the rest of their lives with her. I just wish she could see it that way. I know that sometimes the world may not work out the way we want it to at first but if you just give it a little time, it can surprise you in ways you'd never thought possible. So what if we don't always get what we want. Just think that somewhere in the world someone is starving or doesn't have a place to live. Sometimes we just have to stop and look at the things we have. To be honest, those are the things that matter most. You may not have the love of some gorgeous guy or that amazing studio apartment on U Street.&lt;br /&gt;
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At least you have good health and family and friends that love you. Cause in the end that's all that matters, nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;
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This look definetly pulls the whole French Chic look together. Whether you're wearing them to work or just running errands, they instantly make you look like you just got off a plane from Paris. I have these in black and white but if you want to add a little spice to the look then purple and black will do.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is a perfect example of effortless chic. If you're trying to pull off the French chic look or not, every girl should have a sweater like this in their closet. It's perfect for going out or just staying in. You can wear it with black leggings and red pumps or if it's long enough you can even wear it with stockings. Just make sure if you decided to wear it with stockings, make sure it's at least 10 inches over you're butt. This exact version in from Old Navy but I got it last year so I'm pretty sure it's not in stock anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think this color is chic whether or not you're trying to look French chic or not. I usually like to wear mine a little closer towards the berry side but regardless any red you choose, you'll definitely make heads turn. I like NARS in Fire Down Below also try Maybeilline in Red Revival.&lt;br /&gt;
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It should really be called "The French Coat' seeing as how french it looks when you wear it. This is the last item on my list of French Inspired looks. It is perfect for day or night and it's effortless chic. You cab wear it with basically anything except sweats, God forbid you'd humiliate this coat by wearing it with UGG boots as well. I usually wear mine when I'm going out to dinner or a special occasion. I usually wear an "above the thigh" version when I'm just running errands or hanging out with friends. I have them in almost every color but if you're trying to pull of the French Chic look then it's best it you find a color in cream or nude. &lt;i&gt;Forever21 &amp;nbsp;$37.80&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3375246931446162436-1658170919041857585?l=alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/feeds/1658170919041857585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-recently-ive-been-loving-whole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/1658170919041857585?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/1658170919041857585?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-recently-ive-been-loving-whole.html' title='Se Magnifique!'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03040654875133318346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13883353109450036420'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TPRRqcajK7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/YTCbEj8DLaU/s72-c/201496_1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkUESX87fip7ImA9Wx9REUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3375246931446162436.post-1516964471327089827</id><published>2010-11-29T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T15:30:08.106-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-11T15:30:08.106-08:00</app:edited><title>Turn that frown upside down :)</title><content type='html'>So recently my life has been a mix of complications. There has literally been complication after complication and as emo as it sounds, it's all been bringing me down. My favorite holiday, Christmas, is just around the corner and not even that can put a smile on my face. Okay well maybe it puts a small grin on my face, it is Christmas after all. Anyways so I was wondering what I could do to make me feel a bit better and behold, an idea popped into my head. That idea was to head to the one man that could maybe actually help. Yes ladies and gents, I decided to head to church. Now church and I haven't been friends in awhile. Not only church but the big man himself. I haven't prayed in awhile and haven't stepped foot in a church in about a few years too. So even thought I tried everything to help me feel a bit cheerier, nothing helped. So I thought what could going to church hurt? I called up my Godmother who attends church every Sunday, and asked her if she would mind if I tagged along with her. Of course the excitement along with the surprise in her voice was enough to make me wonder if the woman was experiencing a miracle. I mean it's not like I was the anti-Christ for crying out loud. Anyways so she agreed to let me tag along. So then came the actual Sunday and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. She picked me and my mom up along, lets face it, my mother needed church more than I did. So she picked us both up and we all headed to church together. It seemed as soon as we headed inside people were staring at me from head to toe. Maybe it was the amazing outfit I was wearing or maybe it was just the fact that they hadn't seen me in years. After all I did used to attend church every Sunday and even sing in the choir. So it wasn't until a few minutes after the horrified glares that people started to approach me. There were a few squeals and a lot of gasps. "Oh my is that Sandra"? "Darling how are you"? "How have &amp;nbsp;you been it's been forever"? It seems that almost everyone recognized me, despite the double takes. I must of hugged hundreds of people, some I remembered and some I pretended to. I even recognized a girl who I used to be great friends with. Her and her mother decided that they would sit with us during the service. I didn't object seeing as how I was in church and if I started to act up, I might just get a bucket of holy water dumped on me. So once all the hugs were exchanged and the smiles faded, my mother and my godmother headed inside for the service. Once we were inside and the service started, I recognized a certain pastor. She helped me when I was going through a tough time when I was younger. I was so excited to see her and after the service I decided to say hello. At first she didn't recognized me then after a couple of seconds passed a huge grin spread across her face. She pulled me in for a tight hug and smiled even wider. She asked me how I was and what I was doing. The question stunned me because even though I had a good job and was going to a good school, I was almost sad. I had seen many people accomplish the things they set out to do and were extremely happy doing it but was I? I told her where I was going to school and where I was working and she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;
"I'm so happy to hear that Sandra" she said&lt;br /&gt;
There was once a time in my life when things weren't so good and I was going through a lot of crap and she helped me though it. So why was I lying to her and telling her things were okay when they weren't? I decided that it was the time to get into specifics with her but that I would tell her privately when we had the time. She pulled me in for another hug and smiled once again. I brushed through a couple more people who smiled at me and waved. Some I knew and some who looked like complete strangers. Things had changed so much since the last time I stepped foot into this church. I looked around at the girls and boys who looked like they were about my age. They were all laughing and smiling in a huge group. I couldn't help but feel an empty feeling inside. Maybe if I had stuck with going to church every Sunday and attended Sunday school, I would have turned out differently. Maybe if I had continued having little sessions with pastor B, I wouldn't be the person I am now. In a way I feel as though I missed out. I can't change the past but I do have an impact on my future I thought. There is nothing wrong with the person I've become and to be honest, I'm proud of the person I've become. I'm a strong, wise and funny person and I wouldn't change a thing. Yes, there may be a few things I wish I could have changed but then I wouldn't have learned from my mistakes. Therefore I wouldn't have become the person I am today and I'm happy of that person, nobody's perfect. My godmother had told me about an old friend's husband who had developed Parkinson's Disease awhile back. When I saw him standing right then and there in the middle of the room my heart just dropped. He didn't look like the man I used to know. He looked very tired and frail. I immediately got up and made my way over towards him. He recognized me and gave his hand out to shake. Instead I pulled him in for a hug. His back was all wet from sweat and I could feel him as he shook. I whipped a tear away from my eye, that's the last thing I wanted him to see. Right then and there I realized something. There were other people who had it way worse than I did and here I am complaining about my life. After I was done catching up with him it was time to go. I had talked to so many people and gave out so many hugs. At the end of the day despite all the smiling, I felt a bit better. I felt as though anything was possible, I guess that's the advantage when you go to church, you feel as though a miracle could happen right before your eyes. Getting in touch with old friends and listing to a beautiful service was just what I needed, who would have thought?&lt;br /&gt;
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-Andy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3375246931446162436-5947766445353633798?l=alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/feeds/5947766445353633798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-everyone-happy-saturday-okay-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/5947766445353633798?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/5947766445353633798?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-everyone-happy-saturday-okay-so.html' title='Vintage My A**'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03040654875133318346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13883353109450036420'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhE2gtteWUE/TPHHyHNtVQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l-DPDismp4U/s72-c/3501853902_575c084df9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkYHSHY8eip7ImA9Wx9REUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3375246931446162436.post-1474605719117454791</id><published>2010-11-26T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T15:28:59.872-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-11T15:28:59.872-08:00</app:edited><title>Do You Dream About Me?</title><content type='html'>Okay so this is my official entry, the other was a little warm up. So lately I've been having dreams of my ex. Let me tell a bit about him. He's basically the all american wonder boy. The one that makes my heart skip a thousand &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;beats and my legs go all shaky, yeah that;s the one. So I'm sure you're wondering why we broke up right? Well I guess things just weren't the same as they were when we first met. Basically the fire that was once was burning strong, burned out. Anyways I've been dreaming about him lately and it's making me think of old times and these emotions that I used to have are starting to resurface. It's not that I want him back I just think whenever I have a dream about someone it sort of sticks with me for weeks, sometimes even months. I don't know why that is but it's always been this way. I mean I could be dreaming about someone worse and have them in my head for months. So I guess complaining is something I shouldn't be doing right now. It's just it brings up all these memories that I buried deep down. Not that they were bad but lets just say all of them weren't fairy tales. Anyways he has a girlfriend now and giving him a call wouldn't be the smartest idea I've had. I guess I should wait it out and just go about my day and try to ignore it. Even though his gorgeous face keeps replaying in my mind like a bad pop song. Hopefully I don't have another dream about him because that would just delay him in my brain further, not good.&lt;br /&gt;
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-Andy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3375246931446162436-1474605719117454791?l=alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/feeds/1474605719117454791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-you-dream-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/1474605719117454791?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/1474605719117454791?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-you-dream-about-me.html' title='Do You Dream About Me?'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03040654875133318346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13883353109450036420'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkYEQXozeip7ImA9Wx9REUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3375246931446162436.post-1045656607547085819</id><published>2010-11-26T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T15:28:20.482-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-11T15:28:20.482-08:00</app:edited><title>1st entry!!</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
This is my very first blog entry and I'm stoked! Let me just tell you from the get go what this blog is going to be about, whatever the hell I want to put on it! From my fave fashion trends at the moment to my fave music. It's also going to be about me basically. I'll write little entries as well, sort of like a journal entries. I'll write what's on my mind and how I'm feeling at the moment. I hope you enjoy it and if you don't, well that's your loss.&lt;br /&gt;
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-Andy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3375246931446162436-1045656607547085819?l=alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/feeds/1045656607547085819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/11/1st-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/1045656607547085819?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3375246931446162436/posts/default/1045656607547085819?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alisvolatpropriis-andy.blogspot.com/2010/11/1st-entry.html' title='1st entry!!'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03040654875133318346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13883353109450036420'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>