<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Come la Principessa comanda</title><description></description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</managingEditor><pubDate>Mon, 16 Sep 2024 22:23:29 +0300</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle/><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>The bushfire and the eucalyptus tree</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2012/11/the-bushfire-and-eucalyptus-tree.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2012 09:16:00 +0200</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-5494851461284688789</guid><description>Did you know that the eucalyptus trees encourage the fire that burns them? With the flammable oil in their leaves, their fire-resistant bark and seeds that need heat to spread and start growing new trees. They crave the fire with their existence.

They need it to come, burn through their densely planted forest and remove the unneeded. Get rid of the waste and the competition of others. So that </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YyMrX9iURaQ/UKiHy0lng6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/OKFTwTz2VQM/s72-c/Regrowth.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>The mixed media girls</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2010/03/her-eyes-are-made-of-sugar-clouds-her.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 10:12:00 +0200</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-4946955517377301624</guid><description>her eyes are made of sugar clouds, her smile is slices of bananashe goes with her head raised high, making all turn around just being so seductive she works it hard during day, being the boss with steady handthen soft and gentle in the evening, she kisses sweet her only manwhen no one’s watching, she’d make it right then ask for help when he’s around, to make him feel a better manshe is the </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/S6CVX1bF_sI/AAAAAAAAANU/lN5HEjLGXdQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></item><item><title>The fight of a lifetime</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2010/02/fighting-of-lifetime.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Wed, 10 Feb 2010 10:53:00 +0200</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-5677079451395369561</guid><description>Person: Don’t look at me! I said don’t even look at me! You think it’s funny? Stop laughing! Enemy: (silence)Person: You can’t imagine what I’ve been through. You can’t imagine how hard I’ve been working to achieve this. And now you want to take it away from me? I can’t let that happen! I won’t let that happen… would I? Why don’t you say something? 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And I would have supported the statement, had it been formulated in a different way. Because it is true that women have achieved a lot in the past few decades. It is true, that, believe it or not, we can vote and decide when and whether </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/S1XEuXA3y_I/AAAAAAAAANE/1XTTyCZ3Y_w/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>No need of words</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-need-of-words.html</link><category>so rich so pretty</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 10:23:00 +0200</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-5174637422537524043</guid><description></description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Can you notice the creativity?</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-you-notice-creativity.html</link><category>so rich so pretty</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Wed, 4 Nov 2009 12:37:00 +0200</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-830525482217970421</guid><description>„Invisible“ landmine-stickers on the floor, which stuck to peoples' feet, with picture of a landmine on the bottom side, saying : "In many other countries you would not be mutilated! Help the victims of landmines!"Hats off to Leo Burnett, Frankfurt, Germany</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/SvFZolpcXCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WOYbtcaA1CI/s72-c/UNICEF_The_UNICEF_Landmine_Stickers.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>One coin, two sides</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-coin-two-sides.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Mon, 2 Nov 2009 10:41:00 +0200</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-2468038775166156331</guid><description>VS</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/Su6f9iW6BnI/AAAAAAAAAMg/n8fYOk4tp8A/s72-c/MIL_8352.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Seraphina's dress</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/10/serafimas-dress.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 23:34:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-6504626797396422648</guid><description>And so she entered into the store. She has been waiting to find it and be able to get in for such a long time. Her excitement was obvious. Every piece in the store was new, all the clothes were fashionable and interesting. She started looking around, hoping to finally find her dream dress. In the begging she couldn’t find anything. The models were nice, but nothing extraordinary. Until she </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Quiz of the day</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/10/quiz-of-day.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 02:32:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-3508993306325688505</guid><description></description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/StJrsXYAgSI/AAAAAAAAALw/VmoLpj2rYMA/s72-c/Quiz+copy.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Coincidence?</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/10/similarities.html</link><category>copy/paste</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Sun, 4 Oct 2009 21:44:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-3553054678339935246</guid><description></description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/StJydWyd2QI/AAAAAAAAAL4/88Dzkvq9N-8/s72-c/B%26A.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Un giorno al parco</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/09/un-giorni-al-parco.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 21:46:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-8185591163715339035</guid><description></description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/StJhgm2FUzI/AAAAAAAAALg/Wa0psyQjccU/s72-c/Un+giorno+al+parco_red.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>The Princess and the Witch of Time and Distance</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/09/princess-and-witch-of-time-and-distance.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 15:02:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-5375847119438659190</guid><description>Once upon a time there was a very curious princess that lived in a land far, far away. The princess had all she needed in her magic castle. Everything in her life was beautiful, luxurious and always at her disposal. The princess was living a happy and pleasant life. But as curious as she was, she started feeling really bored. So one day, she decided to make a journey to another kingdom. She </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><title>Can you smell the creativity?</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-you-smell-creativity.html</link><category>so rich so pretty</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 13:03:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-2213007835859424034</guid><description>"Axe Day&amp;Night. One is suitable for general audiences. The other one is not."A message send after 9 pm reveals the missing parts, not sutable for the general audiences"Axe Day&amp;Night. One is suitable for general audiences. The other one is not."A poster modified with a light panel shows the unsutable for the general audiences parts during the night"Rexona Women Naturals""Protection + Incredible </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/SryV2MqlPnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OqKXU3hnbfs/s72-c/sms_0-412x218.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Alla grande</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/09/alla-grande.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 00:45:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-9146821412867808838</guid><description>estate 2009(7082 chilometri, 5 tipi di trasporto, 25 citta’, 50 sigthseeings, 3 mari, 8 spiaggi, 3 alberghi, 8 case in 2 paesi...)una amica migliore e un muratore fiorentino, un cappo africano e un pagliaccio catalano, una coppia strana e uno di 21 anni, un bulgaro falso, due amiche nuove e le tre cameriere...una casa bellissima nella Toscana, poi un bar col caffe piu’ buono, un appartamento </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcffiA2pn-3tcIRReVGIIM1VNTxLnnxaqum8H4BPD4EEHvUHhT5WYrTgmGg-4BABRL5eIYk9SqkSA5TqH5HKrJcc87xbo7OAUIefgsF5gozUwDwoG6vs-TfuzUlwkruxYnQVV9mudeuujY/s72-c/Estate_2009.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><title>Guarda intorno a te...</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/09/guarda-intorno-te.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 20:59:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-7567738213472617121</guid><description>Per te, che stai pensando, che sei da solo...Per te, che stai pensando, che non troverai nessuno...Guarda intorno a te, perche' li ci sto io:)</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/SqqQO9hfYnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2l-TAjp2K8o/s72-c/Lucy_van_Pelt.gif" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>BTK + Vivatel = VIVACOM или как да откраднеш корпоративна идентичност</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/09/btk-i-vivatel-vivacom.html</link><category>copy/paste</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 09:44:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-573765999612835810</guid><description>Вчера БТК и Вивател представиха новата корпоративна идентичност на VIVACOM - резултатът от сливането на двете компании. Някой да открива прилики със създадената през 2004 италианска агенция за интерактивен маркетинг?!http://www.vivacom.bg/http://www.vivacom.com/</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/Sqn0WL7n_iI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uAB9LPmRjiI/s72-c/VIVCOM_EN.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><title>Facile in teoria</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/08/facile-in-teoria.html</link><category>so rich so pretty</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Sun, 2 Aug 2009 12:08:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-129650231844598375</guid><description>Parole facile da realizzare in teoria e difficile in prattica...Come mai?"I just wanna make love to you..."Giasai'</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>oltrepassando la linea gialla e come la principessa comanda proudly present</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/07/oltrepassandolalineagialla-e-come-la.html</link><category>so rich so pretty</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Thu, 9 Jul 2009 20:09:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-6649652292227500505</guid><description>http://www.oltrepassandolalineagialla.blogspot.com</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><title>Zero Format, cioe' un mese di seghe mentali</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/07/zero-format-cioe-un-mese-di-seghe.html</link><category>so rich so pretty</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Wed, 8 Jul 2009 19:24:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-6423366667681081319</guid><description></description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>You'd be calling, but I won't be at the phone</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/07/you_04.html</link><category>so rich so pretty</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Sat, 4 Jul 2009 05:05:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-2003043830420212627</guid><description></description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Paranoia of a drowsy mind</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/07/paranoia-of-drowsy-mind.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Thu, 2 Jul 2009 03:31:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-701802763436135095</guid><description>Sarah was waiting for her clients at the recording-studio. It’s a well-known fact that rock-stars tend to be bizarre and always arrive late, but half an hour was too much. Anyway, it was still worth it. Working as a manager of a world-wide famous band at the age of 24 was a tremendous success itself, so Sarah was more than content. And after the long working day, there was positively going to be </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Carrying your cross</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/06/carrying-your-cross.html</link><category>beautiful reality</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 00:21:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-6465539157932731366</guid><description></description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJifN-VI61Q/SkkwhLvwlbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/B3jmogeP0-M/s72-c/My+sister.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Arrivera', arrivera', tutto arrivera'*</title><link>http://martina-chakarova.blogspot.com/2009/06/arrivera-arrivera-tutto-arrivera.html</link><category>3-2-1...masks off</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (La principessa bulgara)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 00:49:00 +0300</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526384042295203124.post-2653281424741998258</guid><description>Тя я чакаше всеки ден, всеки час. Търсеше я по пътя към магазина, на работния семинар, във фитнеса, в киното, в клубовете. Съчиняваше сценарии. Холивудски приказки за онази голяма, незабравима, разтърсваща любов, която е отредена за всеки и очаква всеки зад ъгъла. Онзи ъгъл, който не е отбелязан в нито един туристически гид или бюлетин за културни забележителности. “Спокойно, ще я откриеш! Ще те </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item></channel></rss>