<?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/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208</id><updated>2011-09-06T10:27:58.143-05:00</updated><category term='miscellaneous'/><category term='films'/><category term='music'/><category term='tag'/><category term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Fine Grime</title><subtitle type='html'>everything under the sun that i think is worth mentioning</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-40664220011340334</id><published>2010-06-09T11:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T11:15:31.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not entirely sure I'm up for blogging anymore, guys. I'm really sorry, but I'm busy. My life is changing drastically in the next 4 months, and I need to focus on boring things like school..school...and my band (which isn't boring). Don't get me wrong, I love blogging! I still am obsessed with fashion, the industry, and style, but I don't think I have time or energy to express that on here anymore. I might post occasionally over the summer, for my own enjoyment, but for the most part, I'm done. I love you all, and I will STILL look at your blogs! Daily, as well! This has been a really wonderful ride, and I've been introduced to the amazing world of blogging. It just isn't for me any longer. Thank you for reading my posts, and sticking with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do one last fashion-related post, so look forward to that in the next few days. Then I'm finished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lead you to a different blog that you should follow just as faithfully as this one! No, it's not a fashion blog, but it's hilarious and my friends are geniuses for creating this. This blog should be HUGE like Hipster Runoff or something. GO to hipsterandfriend.blogspot.com NOW!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYE YOU GUYS LOVE YOU I'M DEEPLY SORRY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-40664220011340334?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/40664220011340334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=40664220011340334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/40664220011340334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/40664220011340334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-entirely-sure-im-up-for-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-1583262608972052457</id><published>2010-01-31T12:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:39:13.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not dead</title><content type='html'>i have had no time whatsoever. i am so sorry i haven't been able to post! i hope i still have readers. don't get me wrong, i still love blogging, but it's just gotten so hard to post! and so time-consuming! here's some wonderful pictures to tide you over till my next post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zy7821ow4tk/S0BEW57PBNI/AAAAAAAAAfo/CvwamvpPgjw/s400/imaginarium_of_doctor_parnassus_lily_cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zy7821ow4tk/S0BEW57PBNI/AAAAAAAAAfo/CvwamvpPgjw/s400/imaginarium_of_doctor_parnassus_lily_cole.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(go see imaginarium of doctor parnassus!! it's amazing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/S2XTqE4OIwI/AAAAAAAAAns/O-FtTPbZJjY/s1600-h/IMG_6143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/S2XTqE4OIwI/AAAAAAAAAns/O-FtTPbZJjY/s320/IMG_6143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432981245309887234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/S2XTpsP1v4I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Q9qGeYazQ3Q/s1600-h/jh7ck3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/S2XTpsP1v4I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Q9qGeYazQ3Q/s320/jh7ck3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432981238698065794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/S2XTpXWv0KI/AAAAAAAAAnc/aBD8-zTj_Vo/s1600-h/3398363294_28a71fb8fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/S2XTpXWv0KI/AAAAAAAAAnc/aBD8-zTj_Vo/s320/3398363294_28a71fb8fb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432981233089892514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8112173&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8112173&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/8112173"&gt;Jenny Hirshcowitz from Stylelikeu.com&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user997601"&gt;Stylelikeu&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from google images, facehunter, knight cat, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/19523875@N00/"&gt;this girl&lt;/a&gt;, and stylelikeu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-1583262608972052457?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/1583262608972052457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=1583262608972052457' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1583262608972052457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1583262608972052457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-not-dead.html' title='i&apos;m not dead'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zy7821ow4tk/S0BEW57PBNI/AAAAAAAAAfo/CvwamvpPgjw/s72-c/imaginarium_of_doctor_parnassus_lily_cole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-7169020155919093185</id><published>2009-11-23T11:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:15:38.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>wow, i hate to keep apologizing, because i know it gets old, but really, i've been such a bad blogger for the past two months!! school is busier than ever, and a lot of stuff has happened in the past few weeks. thankfully, i'm on holiday right now for thanksgiving. no class this entire week! wooo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we all know, christmas is right around the bend, and i'm starting to make my lists of presents to get, for myself and for friends. christmas is probably my favorite holiday, because i just absolutely love giving gifts. but we should all be able to think about ourselves once in a while, right? well, here's what i wouldn't mind owning this december..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/blackmarketbaby"&gt;this shop&lt;/a&gt; is getting a lot of attention lately, and boy, is it well deserved. i bought my brother some really nice glasses for his birthday, so i'm hoping he's willing to return the favor by buying me some equally nice clothes. ;)&lt;br /&gt;this sweater is absolutely amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SwrIO6OQejI/AAAAAAAAAnE/POAJ6_-5Td8/s1600/il_430xN.103850545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SwrIO6OQejI/AAAAAAAAAnE/POAJ6_-5Td8/s320/il_430xN.103850545.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407354461084482098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cloak is also pretty freaking awesome. i love anything with a hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SwsLvZoAGtI/AAAAAAAAAnM/QHOJxZeg-2E/s1600/il_430xN.103077345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SwsLvZoAGtI/AAAAAAAAAnM/QHOJxZeg-2E/s320/il_430xN.103077345.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407428686548835026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-7169020155919093185?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/7169020155919093185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=7169020155919093185' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7169020155919093185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7169020155919093185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/11/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SwrIO6OQejI/AAAAAAAAAnE/POAJ6_-5Td8/s72-c/il_430xN.103850545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-294288420259525316</id><published>2009-11-09T12:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:01:19.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Svhht9Ph-nI/AAAAAAAAAm8/afSyIBOookQ/s1600-h/tumblr_kpdd1c3Z521qzgirpo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Svhht9Ph-nI/AAAAAAAAAm8/afSyIBOookQ/s320/tumblr_kpdd1c3Z521qzgirpo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402175195192621682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SvhhttX_-2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/kUBBu49lO0U/s1600-h/tumblr_kpspbfHr5D1qzgirpo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SvhhttX_-2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/kUBBu49lO0U/s320/tumblr_kpspbfHr5D1qzgirpo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402175190933175138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SvhhtexWXmI/AAAAAAAAAms/uHkkrYrFrDU/s1600-h/tumblr_koyewyChbS1qzvz83o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SvhhtexWXmI/AAAAAAAAAms/uHkkrYrFrDU/s320/tumblr_koyewyChbS1qzvz83o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402175187012968034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SvhhtBz-BgI/AAAAAAAAAmk/7EgDI2suFNs/s1600-h/tumblr_koggbdi4iQ1qzgirpo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SvhhtBz-BgI/AAAAAAAAAmk/7EgDI2suFNs/s320/tumblr_koggbdi4iQ1qzgirpo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402175179239327234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SvhhsxDV5rI/AAAAAAAAAmc/OqQLLPzlDpQ/s1600-h/tennessee-thomas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SvhhsxDV5rI/AAAAAAAAAmc/OqQLLPzlDpQ/s320/tennessee-thomas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402175174740403890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tennessee! she's adorable)&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.nudelumiere.tumblr.com"&gt;nude lumiere&lt;/a&gt; and garance doré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i hate to keep apologizing every time i post, but i've been so busy lately. my first huge paper of the year was due this past friday, and this weekend i was away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;itemCount=60&amp;startValue=1&amp;selectedProductColor=&amp;sortby=&amp;id=17321670&amp;parentid=W_APP_DRESSES&amp;sortProperties=+subCategoryPosition,+product.marketingPriority,-product.startDate&amp;navCount=39&amp;navAction=poppushpush&amp;color=&amp;pushId=W_APP_DRESSES&amp;popId=WOMENS_APPAREL&amp;prepushId="&gt; this dress&lt;/a&gt; is just so gorgeous. if i can save up $70, i'm getting it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week might be a little less hectic. thanks for bearing with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-294288420259525316?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/294288420259525316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=294288420259525316' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/294288420259525316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/294288420259525316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/11/tennessee-shes-adorable-via-nude.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Svhht9Ph-nI/AAAAAAAAAm8/afSyIBOookQ/s72-c/tumblr_kpdd1c3Z521qzgirpo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-5711347447041483393</id><published>2009-10-29T18:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:38:56.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite things this week</title><content type='html'>i'm so sorry i haven't posted in forever!! i have been so busy. i know i always give that excuse, but it's true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think these posts should become weekly. what say ye? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StpgvRwd6nI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1_J4lHrjsjU/s1600-h/tumblr_kqitow4Wln1qzdiqvo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StpgvRwd6nI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1_J4lHrjsjU/s320/tumblr_kqitow4Wln1qzdiqvo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393729869066398322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is pretty much the greatest thing ever. via &lt;a href="http://www.nudelumiere.blogspot.com"&gt;nude lumiere&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0qnI4_vzko&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0qnI4_vzko&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2740700&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2740700&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/2740700"&gt;If I Had A Heart&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/feverrayvimeo"&gt;Fever Ray&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Stpf6bUIbcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/dFWQdAwluYE/s1600-h/tumblr_kpbhsuasOs1qzr91ro1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Stpf6bUIbcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/dFWQdAwluYE/s320/tumblr_kpbhsuasOs1qzr91ro1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393728961098837442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, this is easy for me...i pick good looking and intelligent! i'll never be emotionally stable and i'm fine with that haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Stpsg-0BZzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/C4nAoahY87E/s1600-h/il_430xN.96325214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Stpsg-0BZzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/C4nAoahY87E/s320/il_430xN.96325214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393742817602398002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really contemplating buying &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=vl_other_1&amp;listing_id=32651316"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. it's so pretty, and it can be a headband!!! and i think you know how much i love headbands haha. i wear one almost every day, literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-5711347447041483393?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/5711347447041483393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=5711347447041483393' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5711347447041483393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5711347447041483393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favorite-things-this-week_17.html' title='my favorite things this week'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StpgvRwd6nI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1_J4lHrjsjU/s72-c/tumblr_kqitow4Wln1qzdiqvo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-265426438574903452</id><published>2009-10-18T12:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:13:34.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SttXr_4mXhI/AAAAAAAAAks/zQ6XOqsvHig/s1600-h/Photo+69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SttXr_4mXhI/AAAAAAAAAks/zQ6XOqsvHig/s320/Photo+69.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394001392101121554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i painted my nails this really awesome black purple. the picture doesn't do the color justice...it's not that black, it's a really deep, deep purple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the jacket i have on in the picture is my favorite jacket right now. it's an 80s j. crew jean one that my mom gave me. hehe. it's perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, albert hammond jr. finally showed off his new line of suits, which are only 43 in number, sold at an exclusive boutique in hollywood, and are all around 2000 bucks. but wow, aren't they delicious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StuKluiGgkI/AAAAAAAAAl0/PZbgLnu-B9U/s1600-h/006h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StuKluiGgkI/AAAAAAAAAl0/PZbgLnu-B9U/s320/006h.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394057359457157698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StuKlAenEXI/AAAAAAAAAls/ZHRus4WC1hY/s1600-h/002h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StuKlAenEXI/AAAAAAAAAls/ZHRus4WC1hY/s320/002h.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394057347094483314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StuKk-p5a6I/AAAAAAAAAlk/9mnAtfeB9QQ/s1600-h/001h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StuKk-p5a6I/AAAAAAAAAlk/9mnAtfeB9QQ/s320/001h.jpg" border="0" alt=""="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394057346604952482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, if you're a guy and you have $2000 and you can somehow get these suits, go for it. please. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-265426438574903452?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/265426438574903452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=265426438574903452' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/265426438574903452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/265426438574903452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/10/news.html' title='the news'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SttXr_4mXhI/AAAAAAAAAks/zQ6XOqsvHig/s72-c/Photo+69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-6421890377451283469</id><published>2009-10-17T09:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T09:00:03.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite things this week</title><content type='html'>these are some looks i've either wanted to channel or have stared at for an endless amount of time this week: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember where this picture is from, but these girls are just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfhXBWRBHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/KVD7KZ1d_UE/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfhXBWRBHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/KVD7KZ1d_UE/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393026864414524530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new lyell collection is perfect. and i mean PERFECT. it's so...me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfhYmICgbI/AAAAAAAAAj0/rU7E3dcP2JM/s1600-h/StarVest_FrontDoor_1_tamara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfhYmICgbI/AAAAAAAAAj0/rU7E3dcP2JM/s320/StarVest_FrontDoor_1_tamara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393026891466834354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfhXrl4_eI/AAAAAAAAAjk/XZcMiCNJeTk/s1600-h/CrochetDress_1_collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfhXrl4_eI/AAAAAAAAAjk/XZcMiCNJeTk/s320/CrochetDress_1_collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393026875754348002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can anyone tell me what this picture is? it looks like it's taken from a runway..but i have no idea from what designer. it's such a lovely look though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfhYHmPXmI/AAAAAAAAAjs/XGFHewF64lM/s1600-h/srykiel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfhYHmPXmI/AAAAAAAAAjs/XGFHewF64lM/s320/srykiel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393026883272007266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this girl's hair. very 20s. unfortunately, that will never happen with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfmpXPOhwI/AAAAAAAAAkM/JbIhu_c_cLo/s1600-h/streetstyle469-%281-of-1%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfmpXPOhwI/AAAAAAAAAkM/JbIhu_c_cLo/s320/streetstyle469-%281-of-1%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393032677086365442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of hair, i like when guys have really REALLY great hair. like this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfmoyDuF3I/AAAAAAAAAkE/7ZFhr3kSnrQ/s1600-h/streetstyle418-%281-of-1%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfmoyDuF3I/AAAAAAAAAkE/7ZFhr3kSnrQ/s320/streetstyle418-%281-of-1%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393032667105990514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both pictures above are from &lt;a href="http://www.vanessajackman.blogspot.com"&gt;vanessa jackman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, lydia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-6421890377451283469?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/6421890377451283469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=6421890377451283469' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6421890377451283469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6421890377451283469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favorite-things-this-week.html' title='my favorite things this week'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfhXBWRBHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/KVD7KZ1d_UE/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-3757480561143046531</id><published>2009-10-14T22:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:52:41.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>photoshoot</title><content type='html'>my friends and i went to a  field and took pictures a few days ago...these are the results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StaVjDzIThI/AAAAAAAAAjE/i-AempCAVhw/s1600-h/10533_1255193421076_1266803107_747027_4078092_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StaVjDzIThI/AAAAAAAAAjE/i-AempCAVhw/s320/10533_1255193421076_1266803107_747027_4078092_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392662033370467858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StaVimncdFI/AAAAAAAAAi8/C3QMBcTm50k/s1600-h/10533_1255192301048_1266803107_747019_1392837_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StaVimncdFI/AAAAAAAAAi8/C3QMBcTm50k/s320/10533_1255192301048_1266803107_747019_1392837_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392662025536828498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfPEDybZEI/AAAAAAAAAjU/yljCFV9y6Vg/s1600-h/10533_1255192341049_1266803107_747020_5957653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfPEDybZEI/AAAAAAAAAjU/yljCFV9y6Vg/s320/10533_1255192341049_1266803107_747020_5957653_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393006747442701378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfPDashT3I/AAAAAAAAAjM/eoK9G3wB8X8/s1600-h/10533_1255192261047_1266803107_747018_2939068_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StfPDashT3I/AAAAAAAAAjM/eoK9G3wB8X8/s320/10533_1255192261047_1266803107_747018_2939068_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393006736412069746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i added one of the photos to my &lt;a href="http://www.lookbook.nu/lmw"&gt;lookbook&lt;/a&gt; so go check it out/give me hype/comment pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have like 3 posts in the making so get excited! they'll be awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-3757480561143046531?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/3757480561143046531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=3757480561143046531' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3757480561143046531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3757480561143046531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/10/photoshoot.html' title='photoshoot'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StaVjDzIThI/AAAAAAAAAjE/i-AempCAVhw/s72-c/10533_1255193421076_1266803107_747027_4078092_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-9193581259142496582</id><published>2009-10-11T19:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:30:57.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to get away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StJ9p0iXm0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/RdQGgFTIlSg/s1600-h/IMG_5971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StJ9p0iXm0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/RdQGgFTIlSg/s320/IMG_5971.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391509861346810690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StJ9Y0vWrRI/AAAAAAAAAis/GKf-auGUQII/s1600-h/9199Red1380Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StJ9Y0vWrRI/AAAAAAAAAis/GKf-auGUQII/s320/9199Red1380Web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391509569343499538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StJ9YGro4jI/AAAAAAAAAik/C9WJFhvcdT8/s1600-h/50p1mb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StJ9YGro4jI/AAAAAAAAAik/C9WJFhvcdT8/s320/50p1mb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391509556979884594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StJ9XmIBwhI/AAAAAAAAAic/q4yHkCByUPw/s1600-h/85810_Milla_And_Sasha_122_566lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StJ9XmIBwhI/AAAAAAAAAic/q4yHkCByUPw/s320/85810_Milla_And_Sasha_122_566lo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391509548240585234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the clothes horse, the sartorialist, knight cat, and that amazing vogue italia editorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T3b2h7Fp-jE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T3b2h7Fp-jE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous song...and now it's on the twilight soundtrack. congrats, grizzly! i really have nothing against the fact that all the kiddies watching twilight will now love grizzly bear. or beach house! they deserve the new fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i'm in desperate need of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.a trip to some faraway place. italy would do well. or athens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.a haircut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.a root touch-up. my roots are black as black can beee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.some retail therapy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas, only two of those things will be accomplished this week. i missed all last week of school, so i have tons of make-up work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-9193581259142496582?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/9193581259142496582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=9193581259142496582' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/9193581259142496582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/9193581259142496582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-to-get-away.html' title='i want to get away'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/StJ9p0iXm0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/RdQGgFTIlSg/s72-c/IMG_5971.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-5995717712357919201</id><published>2009-10-04T18:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:14:42.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm really sick</title><content type='html'>all i wanna do is curl up in my bed and watch a good movie and drink chamomile tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk0ncr-aMI/AAAAAAAAAh0/LGHEGL7l16s/s1600-h/2v3369v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk0ncr-aMI/AAAAAAAAAh0/LGHEGL7l16s/s320/2v3369v.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388896281445689538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want this guy to be my friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk0-NLLB4I/AAAAAAAAAh8/erIVqkZyPmE/s1600-h/9139TBdots9658Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk0-NLLB4I/AAAAAAAAAh8/erIVqkZyPmE/s320/9139TBdots9658Web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388896672418563970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day i can wear tights is always a momentous occasion-today was the day. fall weather makes me want to wear these and frolic in a forest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk54TxeoCI/AAAAAAAAAiU/92QtE_k2sL4/s1600-h/wi0pzs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk54TxeoCI/AAAAAAAAAiU/92QtE_k2sL4/s320/wi0pzs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388902068668768290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk53gpckrI/AAAAAAAAAiM/E-BgIatmtuw/s1600-h/2wn7c3n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk53gpckrI/AAAAAAAAAiM/E-BgIatmtuw/s320/2wn7c3n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388902054944871090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk53TIXkmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/LUODLg5NlsU/s1600-h/2d0dlz6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk53TIXkmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/LUODLg5NlsU/s320/2d0dlz6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388902051316470370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-5995717712357919201?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/5995717712357919201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=5995717712357919201' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5995717712357919201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5995717712357919201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-really-sick.html' title='i&apos;m really sick'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Ssk0ncr-aMI/AAAAAAAAAh0/LGHEGL7l16s/s72-c/2v3369v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-4279363598213545308</id><published>2009-09-27T15:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T16:11:28.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm very sorry</title><content type='html'>i haven't posted in the longest time! the truth is i've been extremely busy lately. insanely busy! the only things i've been doing for the past few weeks is practicing piano incessantly, running, and writing endless essays and reading endless books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did go see the horrors/crocodiles/the burning hotels at the granada the other night, which was pretty nifty. they were all really great, really talented. &lt;br /&gt;the burning hotels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_R4zk-ksI/AAAAAAAAAhE/VOGD-MDl6NY/s1600-h/8729_1244741403911_1390655015_30696189_4615576_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_R4zk-ksI/AAAAAAAAAhE/VOGD-MDl6NY/s320/8729_1244741403911_1390655015_30696189_4615576_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386254453206586050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_R4kAAA-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/fY5nrr00PgE/s1600-h/8729_1244740203881_1390655015_30696159_2071418_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_R4kAAA-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/fY5nrr00PgE/s320/8729_1244740203881_1390655015_30696159_2071418_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386254449024959458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one really blurry picture of crocodiles (there lighting was dim and they moved around...a lot): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_SDYqViXI/AAAAAAAAAhM/P4n8UgV7XkU/s1600-h/8729_1244741843922_1390655015_30696199_6441549_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_SDYqViXI/AAAAAAAAAhM/P4n8UgV7XkU/s320/8729_1244741843922_1390655015_30696199_6441549_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386254634959866226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_SkeCRtlI/AAAAAAAAAhs/c9lGKwrV3yI/s1600-h/8729_1244747004051_1390655015_30696325_5108839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_SkeCRtlI/AAAAAAAAAhs/c9lGKwrV3yI/s320/8729_1244747004051_1390655015_30696325_5108839_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386255203338139218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_SkGPK3AI/AAAAAAAAAhk/jP5pow6yj1s/s1600-h/8729_1244744403986_1390655015_30696263_4906545_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_SkGPK3AI/AAAAAAAAAhk/jP5pow6yj1s/s320/8729_1244744403986_1390655015_30696263_4906545_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386255196949765122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_SjolLEcI/AAAAAAAAAhc/HvrdfbHohj4/s1600-h/8729_1244743323959_1390655015_30696236_1790054_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_SjolLEcI/AAAAAAAAAhc/HvrdfbHohj4/s320/8729_1244743323959_1390655015_30696236_1790054_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386255188988989890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_Sjb4dSbI/AAAAAAAAAhU/aa6kdPoFon0/s1600-h/8729_1244743043952_1390655015_30696229_3717935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_Sjb4dSbI/AAAAAAAAAhU/aa6kdPoFon0/s320/8729_1244743043952_1390655015_30696229_3717935_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386255185580214706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faris recognized my brother and i from previous shows, which made my week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another band that has made my week is fanfarlo. i rediscovered how much i love them...now if only they would come here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gklTOQwo2Zw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gklTOQwo2Zw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pySzy1wepdg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pySzy1wepdg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright...i'll post soon, i promise! right now i have to do more work.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-4279363598213545308?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/4279363598213545308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=4279363598213545308' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4279363598213545308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4279363598213545308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-havent-posted-in-longest-time-truth.html' title='i&apos;m very sorry'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sr_R4zk-ksI/AAAAAAAAAhE/VOGD-MDl6NY/s72-c/8729_1244741403911_1390655015_30696189_4615576_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8077376992732369</id><published>2009-09-14T13:43:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:35:04.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just some of the collections i've liked over the past few days of nyfw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behnaz sarafpour was really pretty and ladylike...and also a bit boring, but very realistic. i don't think i'd necessarily wear most of the pieces, but i would definitely enjoy looking at them on other people haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6QgAGFHQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/JVFE-zS8Hr0/s1600-h/00010f-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6QgAGFHQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/JVFE-zS8Hr0/s320/00010f-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381397484210035970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erin fetherston was lovely, what with the shoes and little gloves and hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6UNIZfdWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Yb_sWKK5GJg/s1600-h/00240m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6UNIZfdWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Yb_sWKK5GJg/s320/00240m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381401558067934562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really loved this look from dkny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6UdbSsQrI/AAAAAAAAAgU/8JVN5XDkQwA/s1600-h/00190m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6UdbSsQrI/AAAAAAAAAgU/8JVN5XDkQwA/s320/00190m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381401838017594034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that and a few other outfits, i didn't like that collection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen walker was cool. there was kind of a party-in-the-hamptons thing going on, but the slight quirks and awesome socks and HATS made up for it. i also loved the psychedelic print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6WNKQaddI/AAAAAAAAAgc/NaFgK_3dMak/s1600-h/00310m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6WNKQaddI/AAAAAAAAAgc/NaFgK_3dMak/s320/00310m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381403757589984722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think the glasses could have been put aside...but still, very nice, very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was also pleased with united bamboo. everything's kinda shiny and looks fit for a clown, which is awesome. and, of course, i loved the pale pink pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6mHlp2c2I/AAAAAAAAAgk/K2V5CekKJAQ/s1600-h/00240m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6mHlp2c2I/AAAAAAAAAgk/K2V5CekKJAQ/s320/00240m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381421254051263330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, ali michael was in this show, which made me proud. she's from mah city, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy laing was cold and reminded me of concrete. i love the shapes of some of the clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6nQOwuewI/AAAAAAAAAgs/stf4LK0FM3c/s1600-h/00070m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6nQOwuewI/AAAAAAAAAgs/stf4LK0FM3c/s320/00070m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381422502036536066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gary graham's lookbook is breathtakingly beautiful. i mean, wow! look at that fabric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6oiqNBFEI/AAAAAAAAAg0/5nE2lXLJ1Qg/s1600-h/07m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6oiqNBFEI/AAAAAAAAAg0/5nE2lXLJ1Qg/s320/07m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381423918152225858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8077376992732369?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8077376992732369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8077376992732369' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8077376992732369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8077376992732369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-some-of-collections-ive-liked-over.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sq6QgAGFHQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/JVFE-zS8Hr0/s72-c/00010f-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-1360617121513171224</id><published>2009-09-10T17:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T17:10:32.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>two movies and an outing</title><content type='html'>ahh, school is so...time-consuming. i obviously lied when i said i'd post on monday. i've had a pretty eventful week, though. not only with school and everything related to that, but i treated myself to a couple of lovely movies and one really great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday, to make up for the fact that i couldn't be at nyfw this week, i went to  dallas' version of fashion's night out. you see, since vogue has basically forgotten how lovely a city dallas is, we conducted our own fashion's night out! there was a screening of valentino: the last emperor at my favorite restaurant (where they know me hehe), there was a bunch of activity at neiman's and hugo boss and other stores, and a general sense of "dallas is fashionable, too!". i got all dressed up (drop-waist dress and mary jane heels and lace) and joined in on the festivities. first, we went and ate and watched a little bit of valentino. then, we stopped by barney's and talked to our friends about what collections we were excited for and how amazing dries and burberry prorsum are. then, we went to neiman's, mainly to get the fno shirt (which is the most comfortable thing ever)...they had a life-size board game type thing where you could win a $1000 shopping spree, a funny dj, and FOOD everywhere. there was also an abundance of obviously-important-in-the-dallas-fashion-scene people there. anyway, it was a fun night, and even though it's not paris, russia, greece, london, new york, brazil, or china, there's still a great sense of community in dallas' small fashion scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwbZT4CIwI/AAAAAAAAAf8/95z6Sij2cLE/s1600-h/Photo+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwbZT4CIwI/AAAAAAAAAf8/95z6Sij2cLE/s320/Photo+37.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380705776446874370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me in the shirt...it's very swingy! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the edge of love the other night. it's such an amazing movie...and the clothes are just lovely! i really think i should have been alive in the 40s. i love the florals and cardigans and boots and stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwTcI04PDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Moyo4oRHIGU/s1600-h/the-edge-of-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwTcI04PDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Moyo4oRHIGU/s320/the-edge-of-love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380697028927437874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwTbubUGkI/AAAAAAAAAfU/AOExZdoVYDo/s1600-h/moreedge460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwTbubUGkI/AAAAAAAAAfU/AOExZdoVYDo/s320/moreedge460.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380697021840890434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwTbHUeB7I/AAAAAAAAAfM/JF5RDd6G9zE/s1600-h/(210309111246)The_Edge_of_Love_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwTbHUeB7I/AAAAAAAAAfM/JF5RDd6G9zE/s320/(210309111246)The_Edge_of_Love_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380697011343198130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i think i'm the only person in the universe who likes kiera knightley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also watched marie antoinette, which i had been wanting to see for an extremely long time (i guess since 2006, when it came out). it was really gorgeous and i don't know why people complain that it's slow. maybe i was just entranced by the pretty-ness of the whole thing and wishing that i had endless tarts and petit fours, but i love love loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwYZKs50eI/AAAAAAAAAf0/LAqqCgwWS9M/s1600-h/marie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwYZKs50eI/AAAAAAAAAf0/LAqqCgwWS9M/s320/marie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380702475449389538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwYYfeW36I/AAAAAAAAAfs/5QQ2ssNfnKA/s1600-h/2006_marie_antoinette_016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwYYfeW36I/AAAAAAAAAfs/5QQ2ssNfnKA/s320/2006_marie_antoinette_016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380702463845654434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwYX0b5KYI/AAAAAAAAAfk/SxIBP-hS7Cs/s1600-h/25985371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwYX0b5KYI/AAAAAAAAAfk/SxIBP-hS7Cs/s320/25985371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380702452292594050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i for one loved that sofia coppola kind of made her own interpretation of marie antoinette's life; it was like a 21st century marie antoinette.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-1360617121513171224?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/1360617121513171224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=1360617121513171224' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1360617121513171224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1360617121513171224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-movies-and-outing.html' title='two movies and an outing'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqwbZT4CIwI/AAAAAAAAAf8/95z6Sij2cLE/s72-c/Photo+37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-5871717594138940362</id><published>2009-09-06T14:05:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:50:57.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>black and white</title><content type='html'>i was nonchalantly walking around my mall last night at 9:30 when i suddenly stopped in front of the kate spade store with my mouth agape. two of the most gorgeous dresses i've ever laid eyes on were displayed in the shop window, along with a wonderful little coat. unfortunately, the shop was closed, but as soon as i got home i looked up the dresses and coat online. i think i'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqQLkXoh5HI/AAAAAAAAAec/uoeQ5BWXWYk/s1600-h/katespade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqQLkXoh5HI/AAAAAAAAAec/uoeQ5BWXWYk/s320/katespade2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378436574434419826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqQMUjH__II/AAAAAAAAAe0/2SBdMy5uIjc/s1600-h/AAAADHN8eHYAAAAAAGYGaQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqQMUjH__II/AAAAAAAAAe0/2SBdMy5uIjc/s320/AAAADHN8eHYAAAAAAGYGaQ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378437402152926338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqQMnNJ_4xI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_ZUu2n7YJrQ/s1600-h/Picture%2B4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqQMnNJ_4xI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_ZUu2n7YJrQ/s320/Picture%2B4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378437722673242898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't they lovely? and the way they're styled is just perfect. i love the &lt;a href="http://www.katespade.com/family/index.jsp?categoryId=3540938"&gt;fall looks&lt;/a&gt; page at kate spade. it's awesome, and makes me lust for the clothes even more. i think i love every single outfit! the first dress looks very edie sedgwick, which i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of edie, &lt;a href="http://www.katespade.com/family/index.jsp?categoryId=3540938"&gt;arvida&lt;/a&gt; posted some pictures a while ago of her edie imitation...and they turned out really freaking well. i think i've talked about how much i strive to do edie-esque makeup and hair haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqQrOqyPj8I/AAAAAAAAAfE/ED6oSwWkFjQ/s1600-h/edie4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqQrOqyPj8I/AAAAAAAAAfE/ED6oSwWkFjQ/s320/edie4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378471385990401986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i start school on tuesday, so posting might be a little sparse for a short time. actually, scratch that...i'll post tomorrow, but after &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;, posting will be sparse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-5871717594138940362?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/5871717594138940362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=5871717594138940362' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5871717594138940362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5871717594138940362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/09/black-and-white.html' title='black and white'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SqQLkXoh5HI/AAAAAAAAAec/uoeQ5BWXWYk/s72-c/katespade2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-5328791629354346084</id><published>2009-09-02T12:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:53:33.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>getting ready for fall</title><content type='html'>i saw inglorious basterds the other day. it's nothing short of amazing!! i really can't get over how good it is. i mean, it's messed up and disgusting, of course...but somehow all those unnaturally horrific ways of dying are made funny?? i don't know, you just have to watch it. i promise i'm not a sick human being who laughs when people's brains are getting knocked out by a baseball bat. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my school starts this tuesday, so i had a tri-annual-clean-out-my-closet-day yesterday. not too successful. but i did get rid of some very old pants, therefore making room for my newly bought jeans!!! that was a momentous occasion for me, because i have a reputation for never, ever wearing pants, especially jeans. i finally found about 3 pairs that really do fit me well, and i'll most definitely be wearing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeans were on my list for fall. so were the wedges i showed a few posts ago. although the list will most likely keep growing as the weeks go by, the final things on my list are &lt;a href="http://www.underground-cybershop.co.uk/acatalog/info_winklepickers_black_leather_buckle.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; boots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sp7DwcGXGvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3kEm8PYPY5M/s1600-h/UM-02L-BLK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sp7DwcGXGvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3kEm8PYPY5M/s400/UM-02L-BLK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376950242070960882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i posted a similar pair &lt;a href="http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/08/many-things.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;, but the ones above are cheaper, more detailed, and are geniune winklepickers. but i'm still not sure...these are unisex sizes, i guess (??)...while the others are women's sizes for sure. the jeffery campbell ones would definitely be the safe choice, but do i want safe? haha, i don't know. input?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing i really want is a really soft, huge cowl. there's an abundance of them on etsy, and i was looking for something on the cheap side, but it looks like i'm gonna have to spend a minimum of $50. of course, i'd love to have one of &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=vl_other_2&amp;listing_id=30301257"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;, but unless i suddenly come upon a large amount of money, i won't be getting that. i'm willing to spend $100 on jeans and shoes, not on scarves that i'll only be able to wear for 4 months haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-5328791629354346084?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/5328791629354346084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=5328791629354346084' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5328791629354346084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5328791629354346084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-ready-for-fall.html' title='getting ready for fall'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sp7DwcGXGvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3kEm8PYPY5M/s72-c/UM-02L-BLK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-7944050413218559187</id><published>2009-08-27T12:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:34:33.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpbIgCWEizI/AAAAAAAAAdc/65QWXMToewo/s1600-h/1250xgi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpbIgCWEizI/AAAAAAAAAdc/65QWXMToewo/s320/1250xgi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374703658024078130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpbIfouy9yI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IK7Kl6CZkJs/s1600-h/xd8itf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpbIfouy9yI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IK7Kl6CZkJs/s320/xd8itf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374703651148461858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpbIfE1g2vI/AAAAAAAAAdM/1PSgSQIzYfU/s1600-h/wonderful3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpbIfE1g2vI/AAAAAAAAAdM/1PSgSQIzYfU/s320/wonderful3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374703641512958706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found on &lt;a href="http://qinatthedisco.blogspot.com/"&gt;qin at the disco&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://theclothes.blogspot.com/"&gt;the clothes horse&lt;/a&gt;, via &lt;a href="http://vanessajackman.blogspot.com/"&gt;vanessa jackman&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i love that editorial...these two pictures are my favorite. the huge eyelashes and golden hair and 60s feel is just so lovely. perfect for fall, even though it was probably meant for spring. and once it gets cool enough to wear tights and a cardigan, i am definitely going to copy the last girl's outfit. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to plastiscines' newest album while i run (it's great to run to), and i've been reminded about how sexy/adorable they are. i saw them back in june with patrick wolf and i think it's safe to say that the entire venue fell in love with the girls. they also have nice style; the wear a lot of leopard and leather...i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdKEHeb09I/AAAAAAAAAdk/0cjeBRH0Syg/s1600-h/plastiscines250609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdKEHeb09I/AAAAAAAAAdk/0cjeBRH0Syg/s320/plastiscines250609.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846114876609490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdKE6kPXNI/AAAAAAAAAds/vd7OInoTRC8/s1600-h/800px-Plastiscines_in_Toronto_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdKE6kPXNI/AAAAAAAAAds/vd7OInoTRC8/s320/800px-Plastiscines_in_Toronto_2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846128591166674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de google.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why is it that parisian girls have that mysterious ability to make everything look chic and sexy? they can wear the simplest of pieces, and somehow it still looks effortlessly beautiful. here are some examples of characteristically sexy parisienne girls:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdMaRjPy-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/-9UmTE630uw/s1600-h/streetstyle109%2B(1%2Bof%2B1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdMaRjPy-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/-9UmTE630uw/s320/streetstyle109%2B(1%2Bof%2B1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374848694561524706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdMZfmSLgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/TMQM8eKjb2A/s1600-h/62709Parisianblonde_87Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdMZfmSLgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/TMQM8eKjb2A/s320/62709Parisianblonde_87Web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374848681152491010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdMZG5WG2I/AAAAAAAAAd0/ZJM9xV8JAeA/s1600-h/3059CleaWeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdMZG5WG2I/AAAAAAAAAd0/ZJM9xV8JAeA/s320/3059CleaWeb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374848674521553762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdMrXInm3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Ly8glp3e7Ew/s1600-h/9298DiorTwoWeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpdMrXInm3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Ly8glp3e7Ew/s400/9298DiorTwoWeb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374848988118227826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from vanessa jackman and the sart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see? they're able to wear strange combinations or maybe even slightly awkward pieces extremely well. i try to emulate these girls' looks, but i end up failing...miserably. still, they inspire me to no end. i just don't know what it is that makes them look so perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-7944050413218559187?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/7944050413218559187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=7944050413218559187' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7944050413218559187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7944050413218559187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/08/inspiration.html' title='inspiration'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpbIgCWEizI/AAAAAAAAAdc/65QWXMToewo/s72-c/1250xgi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-6933931110557341377</id><published>2009-08-22T00:29:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:41:55.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>many things</title><content type='html'>every time i watch amelie, it makes me appreciate things so much more and find everything beautiful. i think it's a good idea to watch it when you're feeling down or are generally unimpressed by your surroundings. of course, it's a good idea to watch amelie at any time. i hadn't watched it in about 6 months, until last night, and now my love for small pleasures in life is renewed! (no i am not exaggerating, the film really does have that power)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need these shoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBT1eZuSYI/AAAAAAAAAb8/kcXMXs8hCXY/s1600-h/biz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBT1eZuSYI/AAAAAAAAAb8/kcXMXs8hCXY/s320/biz1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372886533612128642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://needsupply.com/womens/shoes/biz.html"&gt;this place&lt;/a&gt;. they're jeffrey campbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, look what i got in the mail! my latest purchases:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBT1yuLtPI/AAAAAAAAAcE/RFDxlc-cEKg/s1600-h/Photo+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBT1yuLtPI/AAAAAAAAAcE/RFDxlc-cEKg/s320/Photo+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372886539066651890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sartorialist. it's such a lovely book, with almost no words, just hundreds of scott's (best) pictures. i know i'll keep going back to that whenever i need outfit inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBT27yhVyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/8m08O0NKkiM/s1600-h/Photo+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBT27yhVyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/8m08O0NKkiM/s320/Photo+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372886558680635170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new shoes which i will be wearing nonstop from now until next summer. i wore them for four hours today and although my feet are dead, i felt REALLY great wearing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBUoPp6CRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/WXVfNV3SIk0/s1600-h/Photo+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBUoPp6CRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/WXVfNV3SIk0/s320/Photo+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372887405826803986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the big pink bow i talked about. it's a wonderful color and really soft and very...me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my brother auditioned for the kim dawson model search. this contest has produced models such as erin wasson and ali michael (whom i saw there!), and is really a big deal here in dallas. haha. unlike me, nathan is 5'11" and skiiinny, so we told him to go ahead and apply. we'll see if he makes it, but there's always next year, and i do think he has a chance! anyway, it was pretty fun, and considering that's probably the closest i'm ever gonna get to being involved with the fashion business, it was cool. oh, and i wore the wedges above to this thing, so that i could fit in with all the 5'8" girls there (i'm 5'5"). haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBaeguiAmI/AAAAAAAAAck/no0YVWY3-D8/s1600-h/comingSoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBaeguiAmI/AAAAAAAAAck/no0YVWY3-D8/s320/comingSoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372893835680678498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea where this picture came from or why it says "coming soon...", but i love it. it reminds me of palm springs. i've been wanting to go back there recently, but only for the ace hotel. if you're ever in palm springs, stay there. i don't care if all you can afford is a car to sleep in, GO. it's amazing. and the food is even better. perfect for a hangover cure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBbU7ff3RI/AAAAAAAAAcs/SLd7v5PyKY0/s1600-h/6a00e5508e95a988330120a5482390970c-640wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBbU7ff3RI/AAAAAAAAAcs/SLd7v5PyKY0/s320/6a00e5508e95a988330120a5482390970c-640wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372894770578316562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i adore this girl's outfit. it's lovely. from style bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw bat for lashes the other night. they were GREAT and extremely talented. i was reminded how much i love natasha khan. not that i needed reminding or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBfq16vCAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/oUvWcnlo38U/s1600-h/displayImage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBfq16vCAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/oUvWcnlo38U/s320/displayImage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372899545085577218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBfqaqFDjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/tkLmwodjK1w/s1600-h/bat_for_lashes_003_284x420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBfqaqFDjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/tkLmwodjK1w/s320/bat_for_lashes_003_284x420.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372899537767960114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, &lt;a href="http://brookestyle365.blogspot.com"&gt;brooke&lt;/a&gt; gave me an award!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBlEgwaZWI/AAAAAAAAAdE/TGSCGsF60GM/s1600-h/circle%2Bof%2Bfriends%2Bits%2Ball%2Bmake%2Bbelieve.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBlEgwaZWI/AAAAAAAAAdE/TGSCGsF60GM/s320/circle%2Bof%2Bfriends%2Bits%2Ball%2Bmake%2Bbelieve.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372905483639874914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, i'm so very happy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to pass on the award to &lt;a href="http://drinksomegin.blogspot.com"&gt;ginny&lt;/a&gt; of drink some gin. she's really, really cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-6933931110557341377?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/6933931110557341377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=6933931110557341377' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6933931110557341377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6933931110557341377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/08/many-things.html' title='many things'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SpBT1eZuSYI/AAAAAAAAAb8/kcXMXs8hCXY/s72-c/biz1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-6921376747841542726</id><published>2009-08-16T19:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:45:54.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here are some posts you definitely need to see! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out &lt;a href="http://yourstrulymag.blogspot.com/2009/07/balloon.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; lovely balloon-inspired post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love wooden walrus. tasha's hilarious and absolutely adorable. just look at her amazing &lt;a href="http://woodenwalrus.blogspot.com/2009/08/zzzebra.html?showComment=1250470429302#c5935117843747739589"&gt;gloves!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go to &lt;a href="http://www.afeitar.blogspot.com"&gt;afeitar&lt;/a&gt; whenever i need any type of baking inspiration. helen's blog is always so happy and adorable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl's blog is great. she's going on a one-year hiatus, but for a helluva good reason. &lt;a href="http://lesleydenford.blogspot.com/2009/08/note-from-miss-lesley-cti-music.html"&gt;see?&lt;/a&gt; i respect her so much for going on that mission. faith + music is a wonderful combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brookestyle365.blogspot.com/2009/08/ss-09-southern-hemisphere.html"&gt;a really nice post&lt;/a&gt; by one of my dearest bloggers, brooke. oh, what i would do for ashley's hair. and i can't tell you how many times i've realized i have two stylistically different people battling inside me! haha. this is probably why i end up dressing part floral and girly, part punk and tomboy-ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elinkan.blogg.se/"&gt;elin&lt;/a&gt; has the ability to look wonderful with any haircut or color. i'm pretty sure she would look perfect even if she had blue hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i broke my favorite glasses. :( dunno when i'm going to get them fixed, but i hope soon! i wore them nearly every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i watched that tv movie about chanel the other night. lame-ish. i wish they had more french actors in the movie. but i did enjoy wishing i looked like barbora bobulova did in the movie. and, obviously, i adored the costumes. i imagine coco avant chanel is waaaay better. i need to see that movie. the wiki article says it'll be released here on september 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SonxBiE8PoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/QGc_VSa2KDY/s1600-h/18980213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SonxBiE8PoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/QGc_VSa2KDY/s320/18980213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371089039245721218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SonxBaTe1KI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sbZl_NLGHOY/s1600-h/boy_coco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SonxBaTe1KI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sbZl_NLGHOY/s320/boy_coco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371089037159224482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've jumped on the bandwagon and i'm now obsessed with it's on with alexa chung. i knew it would happen sooner or later...i'm just like, entranced by alexa's voice for some reason. heh, anyway, i've always loved her but i've refrained from watching the show because i thought it would spoil how i thought of her for some reason??? well that ain't true, and i adore her still. we are in a beautiful relationship. hahahah, ok, end creepiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the text-tastic posts lately...i'll make it up to ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-6921376747841542726?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/6921376747841542726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=6921376747841542726' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6921376747841542726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6921376747841542726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/08/here-are-some-posts-you-definitely-need.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SonxBiE8PoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/QGc_VSa2KDY/s72-c/18980213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-7759541090681127224</id><published>2009-08-14T14:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:45:49.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>i missed this blog's one-year-anniversary. it was august 11! so happy belated anniversary to me. i can't imagine my life without blogging...is that sad? yes, very. but hey, since i basically have no life, what better way to spend time than blogging? ok, yeah, i do have some type of a life, but it's definitely not as exciting as some people's lives. therefore, i turn to blogging. anyway, it's been a magnificent year and i'm so very glad i joined the blogosphere. thanks to anybody and everybody who has ever looked at this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SoW8ZrSB68I/AAAAAAAAAbM/LYYrzUa1vEw/s1600-h/3779427253_a8e82cab5d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SoW8ZrSB68I/AAAAAAAAAbM/LYYrzUa1vEw/s320/3779427253_a8e82cab5d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369905280010283970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above picture is supposed to signify the anniversary. haha. from some person on flickr...i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else...oh, go to myspace.com/hotticketsmusic to listen to my band's new tunes! yay! i'm so proud of us. too bad we have to take a zillion-month hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i watched two really amazing movies last night.&lt;br /&gt;first one i saw was coffee and cigarettes. crazy weird, awkward, and didn't hardly ever make sense, but man, it was great. obviously the shorts with tom waits, iggy pop, and cate blanchett were my favorite. it's just these 12 short films relatively having to do with coffee &amp;amp; cigarettes. if you're into awkward moments and real, weird people interacting with other real, weird people, i recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SoXJam_pQqI/AAAAAAAAAbk/fN3aZp16Hlw/s1600-h/coffee-and-cigarettes-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SoXJam_pQqI/AAAAAAAAAbk/fN3aZp16Hlw/s320/coffee-and-cigarettes-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369919589690458786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second film was phoebe in wonderland. it has elle fanning in it (yeah i don't like her older sister either, but seriously, this kid's pretty good).it's about a little girl who is obsessed, to the point of being OCD, with wonderland and the looking glass. anyone, from age 9 to 99, would enjoy this movie. although i don't know if i'd let a fragile child watch it...phoebe lichten has some serious issues that might freak kids out. but if you love alice in wonderland (like me, i think i'm pretty near obsession, too) and wild imaginations and beautiful little girl clothes (yeah, phoebe's fashion is awesome), watch it right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SoXHl-Kr-VI/AAAAAAAAAbc/j3yFJ1boEVs/s1600-h/phoebe_in_wonderland04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SoXHl-Kr-VI/AAAAAAAAAbc/j3yFJ1boEVs/s320/phoebe_in_wonderland04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369917585866094930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SoXHljs_PRI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ZXJZN5ry8gw/s1600-h/phoebe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SoXHljs_PRI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ZXJZN5ry8gw/s320/phoebe3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369917578762206482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for fall. fall doesn't come till november here, really; that's when the leaves change colors and the temperature drops a little. but when it does come, it's lovely. i usually start wishing for it around this time, when all the september issues of magazines come out. it's probably bad, because i buy all these cold-weather clothes in august and i'm not able to wear them until late october. haha. i do need some new denimz though. jeans and coats are the only things i "invest" in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i'm so non-fashion-centered lately, but i've been a leetle bit uninspired. everything i've been doing for the past few weeks has been music. i'm trying to concentrate on that, before i get bogged down with school work in september. i need to accomplish some music-making and reading. haha, so wish me luck! i've got like 4 books to read and MANY songs to write in 4 weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-7759541090681127224?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/7759541090681127224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=7759541090681127224' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7759541090681127224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7759541090681127224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SoW8ZrSB68I/AAAAAAAAAbM/LYYrzUa1vEw/s72-c/3779427253_a8e82cab5d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-9046222833994283829</id><published>2009-08-06T21:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:37:03.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been having a hard time lately, emotionally and physically, so to take my mind off things, i'm making a list of things i love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.the song lover's spit by broken social scene. i hadn't listened to this song in ages, but the other day i happened to hear it. it's so simple but really beautiful. the lyrics are actually really awful, but i'm not one to focus on lyrics...the music makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2.pale pink. i have a mild obsession with this color. i don't know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.my relationship with my mother. i don't know what i'd do without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.this interview of julian casablancas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzMJyUboKwQ&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzMJyUboKwQ&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same old charming jules. i mean, beirut! how more perfect could he get? i'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.coconut records. anybody who has two songs about summer deserves a place on my list. oh, and i'm absolutely in love with davy right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.the fact that i really cannot compose melodies. (yes this is said with sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.the fact that, when i'm anxious and upset, the one thing that completely calms me down is listening to beirut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.the album i'm going away by the fiery furnaces. it's perfect and classic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sn9LBoNb1oI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IsNy3-1RWBo/s1600-h/62809Modelhair_295Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sn9LBoNb1oI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IsNy3-1RWBo/s320/62809Modelhair_295Web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368091772194641538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.recording. hehe. &lt;a herf="http://www.myspace.com/hotticketsmusic"&gt;we&lt;/a&gt; started recording with the wonderful salim nourallah today. we'll (hopefully) finish tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-9046222833994283829?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/9046222833994283829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=9046222833994283829' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/9046222833994283829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/9046222833994283829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-been-having-hard-time-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sn9LBoNb1oI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IsNy3-1RWBo/s72-c/62809Modelhair_295Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8708624241604748038</id><published>2009-08-04T10:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T12:11:26.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>menswear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnhXrpoYFuI/AAAAAAAAAak/66IHTHi2c60/s1600-h/7019shortshelmet_26Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnhXrpoYFuI/AAAAAAAAAak/66IHTHi2c60/s320/7019shortshelmet_26Web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366135363433141986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that makes me feel absolutely wonderful-seeing men in shorts-suits. ah, they always look so put-together and lovely. i think i've expressed before how much i love seeing guys who are dressed better than i am. haha. anyway, these outfits answer a difficult question: what do you (meaning men) wear when it's too hot for a suit? my friend brought this question up last night as the high was 89 degrees fahrenheit  (in new york, of course, not where i live haha) and he had to dress up. this is a really great way to dress up and still look absolutely dapper. in fact, i get so tired of seeing suits, i would be ecstatic if more guys wore this. i can see how it would be considered juvenile and immature for some older men, but maybe this trend can be accepted soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another solution for wearing a suit when it's hot outside is wearing light colors (such as white or light blue) or linen suits. also, it looks really chic when men cuff their pants. i know it doesn't provide much relief from the heat, but it does look a little less stuffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnhoO01PD5I/AAAAAAAAAa0/DYJrHq_Dz2A/s1600-h/3776712210_95a213a685_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnhoO01PD5I/AAAAAAAAAa0/DYJrHq_Dz2A/s320/3776712210_95a213a685_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366153559921332114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnhoOjwuXzI/AAAAAAAAAas/xLJrT07HQ1Q/s1600-h/7019mrRicci130Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnhoOjwuXzI/AAAAAAAAAas/xLJrT07HQ1Q/s320/7019mrRicci130Web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366153555339009842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fashionbitsandbobs.blogspot.com"&gt;pascal g&lt;/a&gt; and the sart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously i'm on a mission to make men dress better. i think they have just as many options to dress well, only they haven't been open to trying. a lot of guys dress well but they seem to stick to familiar clothes and styles; it's nice when i see them branching out. like i've said before, one of my favorite things about fashion is the risks one can take. wearing something new and unfamiliar (and perhaps strange) is really fun and interesting. variety is the spice of life, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8708624241604748038?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8708624241604748038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8708624241604748038' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8708624241604748038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8708624241604748038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-that-makes-me-feel-absolutely.html' title='menswear'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnhXrpoYFuI/AAAAAAAAAak/66IHTHi2c60/s72-c/7019shortshelmet_26Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-3179131853349874701</id><published>2009-08-01T11:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:41:59.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist</title><content type='html'>thanks so much for all the recommendations in the last post!! i think i've decided on &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;amp;itemCount=60&amp;amp;id=16741605&amp;amp;parentid=W_SHOES_HEELSWEDGES&amp;amp;sortProperties=+subCategoryPosition,+product.marketingPriority,-product.startDate&amp;amp;navCount=447&amp;amp;navAction=poppushpush&amp;amp;color=061&amp;amp;popId=WOMENS_SHOES&amp;amp;pushId=W_SHOES_HEELSWEDGES&amp;amp;prepushId="&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; because i'd wear them the most...and they're the cheapest haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some other things on my wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americanapparel.com/rsa2bt.html"&gt;american apparel braided belt&lt;/a&gt;. my favorite braided belt (was my mom's from the 80s) broke the other day, so i need a replacement. this seems like a really good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnW6YVk5PnI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Ti9rR1Ahrdk/s1600-h/serve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnW6YVk5PnI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Ti9rR1Ahrdk/s400/serve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365399458353331826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd either get that color (asphalt) or creme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's way too early to be thinking about winter, but it's 97 degrees outside. not that i'm complaining (i don't mind the heat that much), but coats and ear muffs seem delightful right about now. this &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24994790"&gt;knitted head wrap&lt;/a&gt; is adorable and looks so soft and perfect for when you have a bad hair day and it's cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnXtd4Dnt2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/Hq0WO5bPxHQ/s1600-h/il_430xN.70544090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnXtd4Dnt2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/Hq0WO5bPxHQ/s320/il_430xN.70544090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365455628601374562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything from &lt;a href="http://www.safeclothes.net/magento/index.php/womens"&gt;this line&lt;/a&gt;, but especially the cinch dress and gathered skirt. love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a huge pink flobby chiffon bow? &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?isProduct=true&amp;amp;color=66&amp;amp;saved=true&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;parentid=W_ACC_HAIRACCESSORIES&amp;amp;id=16501553"&gt;yes please.&lt;/a&gt; it's right up my alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnXwfrmm5xI/AAAAAAAAAaM/5GReYBOX5A0/s1600-h/16501553_66_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnXwfrmm5xI/AAAAAAAAAaM/5GReYBOX5A0/s320/16501553_66_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365458958153082642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/store/ModCloth/Womens/Dresses/Rivulet+Dress+In+Storm"&gt;this dress&lt;/a&gt; is beautiful! i can't find anything that could possibly be ugly about it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, the &lt;a href="http://store.americanapparel.net/rsatr300.html"&gt;tri-blend halter romper thingy&lt;/a&gt; that everyone has. *sigh* i love it...it looks so unbelievably comfy. and the turquoise one is a perfect color. plus, it's tri-blend (which, if you didn't know, is the softest stuff ever)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.americanapparel.net/morephotos/rsatr300/rsatr300_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 305px;" src="http://www.americanapparel.net/morephotos/rsatr300/rsatr300_08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it just weren't for the ugly porno model..hehe just kidding. i just don't know..what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, that's all. a lot of stuff on my wishlist, haha. but aren't all of those things lovely?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i got my hair cut and colored again. i'm trying to grow it out (wish me luck) and i didn't want it to look like a mullet during that process. so i went to my hairdresser and had him cut it to where it would grow stylishly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnX3wHnDDLI/AAAAAAAAAac/-2osMeKlilI/s1600-h/Photo+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnX3wHnDDLI/AAAAAAAAAac/-2osMeKlilI/s320/Photo+37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365466937130421426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creepy pose and bad picture but do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just realized my last post was my 5oth! wee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-3179131853349874701?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/3179131853349874701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=3179131853349874701' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3179131853349874701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3179131853349874701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/08/wishlist.html' title='wishlist'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnW6YVk5PnI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Ti9rR1Ahrdk/s72-c/serve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-9073749774447039788</id><published>2009-07-30T11:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:43:27.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnHJSH8MSTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I7cRW--rpOY/s1600-h/IMG_8330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnHJSH8MSTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I7cRW--rpOY/s320/IMG_8330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364289944381311282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://am-lul.blogspot.com/"&gt;inside am-lul's closet&lt;/a&gt;...her shoes are marni. i've been searching for a (much) cheaper version of these for a long time, to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnHNycsqIeI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/pDqEBVVxI8c/s1600-h/3327398511_be3cb268fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnHNycsqIeI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/pDqEBVVxI8c/s400/3327398511_be3cb268fe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364294897755628002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can see alexa's platforms here, that's another example of what i want. any suggestions or ideas??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-9073749774447039788?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/9073749774447039788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=9073749774447039788' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/9073749774447039788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/9073749774447039788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/07/dilemma.html' title='dilemma!'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SnHJSH8MSTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I7cRW--rpOY/s72-c/IMG_8330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-2036282262838110489</id><published>2009-07-27T13:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:18:24.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>baking (and more!)</title><content type='html'>i had a show last night at a venue i've been wanting to play for a looong time. it was great! we all dressed up and played so well, to a big audience (well, big for us..meaning 30 people). follow my band on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/thehottickets"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sm38WVlrPeI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Ai6SZDzotvM/s1600-h/5972_1199166780445_1266803107_563531_5287457_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sm38WVlrPeI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Ai6SZDzotvM/s400/5972_1199166780445_1266803107_563531_5287457_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363220191950618082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us before the show. aren't we gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day, i made these amazing nutella cupcakes. i highly recommend making them. here's the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self Frosted Nutella Cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 tbsp butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 large eggs, at room temperature&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp vanilla essense&lt;br /&gt;1 3/4 cups sifted all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;Nutella, 12 teaspoons. (1 teaspoon for each cupcakes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 325F. Line 12 muffin tins with paper liners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream together butter and sugar until light and fluffy,about 2 minutes. Add in eggs one at a time, until fully incorporated. Don’t worry if the batter doesn’t look smooth. Add vanilla. Stir in flour, salt and baking powder until batter is uniform and no flour remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using an ice cream scoop or spoon , fill each muffin liner with batter. They should be 3/4 full, if you’re not using a scoop. Top each cake with 1 heaping teaspoon of Nutella. Swirl Nutella in with a toothpick, making sure to fold a bit of batter up over the nutella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake for 20 minutes or until a cake tester comes out clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove to a wire rack to cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 12 delicious cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's some pictures of my experience with them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sm355dAYccI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GjlSLXPCtts/s1600-h/5972_1198113354110_1266803107_559308_7127788_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sm355dAYccI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GjlSLXPCtts/s320/5972_1198113354110_1266803107_559308_7127788_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363217496702218690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sm355GIiFaI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Hs05Kwc2FcU/s1600-h/5972_1198113314109_1266803107_559307_5236106_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sm355GIiFaI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Hs05Kwc2FcU/s320/5972_1198113314109_1266803107_559307_5236106_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363217490562389410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sm3557mEbLI/AAAAAAAAAZM/-Bhdk-vT2rc/s1600-h/5972_1198113394111_1266803107_559309_7546232_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Sm3557mEbLI/AAAAAAAAAZM/-Bhdk-vT2rc/s320/5972_1198113394111_1266803107_559309_7546232_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363217504913353906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they obviously turned out really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want &lt;a href="http://shopapparel.lacoste.com/p/Madras-Scarf/B001NDFCU6"&gt;this scarf&lt;/a&gt;, but i can't picture how big it is...i'm really obsessed with scarves lately. i have one in my hair right this very minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L6UouMxhFb0"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lenaah/3560492004/in/photostream/"&gt;look&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-2036282262838110489?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/2036282262838110489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SmT7q0-ImvI/AAAAAAAAAY0/skbbLPnbfk8/s1600-h/62809EvaDior551Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SmT7q0-ImvI/AAAAAAAAAY0/skbbLPnbfk8/s320/62809EvaDior551Web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360686169670064882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SmOgSCfa__I/AAAAAAAAAYU/csE9tJ5QiQo/s1600-h/62709Lanshorts_78Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SmOgSCfa__I/AAAAAAAAAYU/csE9tJ5QiQo/s320/62709Lanshorts_78Web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360304213267775474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXpXpYLoCek&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXpXpYLoCek&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the clothes horse, &lt;a href="http://2photo.ru/2007/09/24/quotchastnaja_lunaquot_i_quotvizit_k_zvezdequot_fotografy_leonid_tishkov_i_boris_bendikov.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;,  knight cat, the dream walking society, and the sart...and julian's solo album, which i have to say i'm excited about even though i miss los estrokes all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back from turkey a few days ago, and it looks like i've acquired some type of bug or something. oh well, it gives me an excuse to sleep all day. and it's summer-i'm just glad i have the ability to rest this much. turkey was beautiful and so lovely. i wish i was still there. unfortunately i don't have many pictures because our camera ran out of battery, and we were so busy shopping that we forgot to take pictures, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how relationships often dwindle for the sole reason that one or both of the people think the other has changed for the worse? i don't know much at all about that situation, but i've determined that change is completely unavoidable; everyone changes, and whether it's for the worse is often a matter of opinion. i mean, you can't expect a person to stay the same over the years. i don't know, i'm just thinking aloud. i'm probably completely wrong. thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw 500 days of summer today...it's such a cute, lovely movie. don't you just love when you catch semi-obscure "indie" culture quips in movies like this? i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you've all had a good week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-3787176293224568535?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/3787176293224568535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=3787176293224568535' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3787176293224568535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3787176293224568535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-clothes-horse-this-knight-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SmT7qRDOG_I/AAAAAAAAAYs/1v6Kp8FE19M/s72-c/screen6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-4136896991725391292</id><published>2009-07-07T11:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:36:17.792-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm in istanbul right this very second. it's gorgeous. so is my grandparents' apartment. i love this city! it's not greece, of course, but it's still lovely. i have awful jet-lag, but i don't even care-to look out on the city is good enough for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the flight over here was nothing short of hell..two straight days of traveling (i left my house in dallas at noon and arrived at my grandparents' apartment in istanbul at 2:30 AM the next day), with very little sleep and a 9 hour layover at heathrow..blehh. apparently i can't do the whole "romantic" backpacking-across-europe thing, i would die during the first three days. so anyway, this traveling brought on some weird dreams (when i did sleep). i had a dream of a photoshoot; it was a really dark street scene where the brightest thing were the clothes-not the models, even, just the clothes. everything else was kind of fuzzy. and the clothes were really classy...white pencil skirts with white leather belts and loose black tank tops, with black chanel quilted purses and white patent leather booties.. and white tuxedos and messy hair and white oxfords. it was weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to the divine comedy right now (thank you mac). amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the quick update. i'll post more soon, i promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-4136896991725391292?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/4136896991725391292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=4136896991725391292' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4136896991725391292'/><link rel='self' 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this thursday and then istanbul (!!!) to visit my grandfather. my bro's gonna be gone for an entire month, to jordon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw grizzly bear the other night and have gained a whole new appreciation for them. it was beautiful. i also saw little joy the other week and of course, they were wonderful in every possible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.encyclopediadramatica.com/images/0/00/Whitewhale_opt.png"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/iandaniel/3256272513/in/set-72157615423467037/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; makes me really confused, but i love it.&lt;br /&gt;also, become a fan of my band, the hot tickets, on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30508419&amp;amp;id=1381028414&amp;amp;comments#/pages/The-Hot-Tickets/47017002450?ref=ts"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;. it will make YOU happy.&lt;br /&gt;also follow me on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/lydiawells"&gt;twittah&lt;/a&gt; even though my updates are boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeeeah that's all...sorry for the lack of excitement lately. i promise i'll be more exciting this week, especially when i go to new york.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-5589039720160487785?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/5589039720160487785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=5589039720160487785' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5589039720160487785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5589039720160487785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-like-yellow.html' title='i really like yellow'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SjktZiZot_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/jBxD5ku-Geo/s72-c/IMG_9272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-5931480008321617661</id><published>2009-05-20T18:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:24:15.457-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got tagged!! by the lovely brooke of &lt;a href="http://brookestyle365.blogspot.com/"&gt;brookestyle365&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your current obsession?&lt;br /&gt;floral dresses and high-waisted shorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you wearing today?&lt;br /&gt;my bro's vintage red "blood buddies" t shirt, a pencil skirt, tennis shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;steak..which i didn't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;dead man's bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think about the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;she's so awesome. i swear we would be good friends if we ever met. hahaha...i hope that doesn't sound creepy. anyway, her blog is amazing, and she always looks so put-together and cute and practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are your must-have pieces for [here i'll insert summer, ha]?&lt;br /&gt;i'm really into the 1940s right now, so anything that would go along the lines of that theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;athens, greece. fo sho. i miss that city so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which language do you want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;i want to (at least sort of) perfect my spanish, i want to learn french, and i want to learn arabic. whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are your favorite quotes?&lt;br /&gt;no idea, really...i always try to remember quotes i am inspired by or whatevz, but i never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your favorite piece of clothing in your closet?&lt;br /&gt;either these amazing brown shorts that i bought last year and wear constantly, or a high-waisted mini skirt; it's one of the most flattering things i own. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is your dream job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;elementary music teacher in nyc, maybe. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any favorite models? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my, i dunno...i'm such a bad fashion blogger haha, but really...i can't name them off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;favorite designer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is also really hard. they change from day to day. 3.1 Philip Lim today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do you consider a fashion faux pas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the belief that you should stay away from risky colors or shapes. i find that people can pull of any color or shape of clothing or makeup and make it look great, if it's designed well. taking risks is one of the most fun things about fashion. this is what really annoys me about my city-none of the women take risks, therefore they all look the same. the men tend to look the same as well, but i see way more risk-taking men than women here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;describe your personal style?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this will take some major thought, haha. what i wear depends on the day-what i've been inspired by, if i have a particular item i want to wear, or the weather. i'm pretty sure it's impossible for me to follow trends-even if i try, the outcome is completely different. so i can't really put myself into any particular style genre, as my taste varies greatly (just look at my last inspiration post!). one thing i'm constant about, though, is that i love dressing up. no matter what, if i'm in heels and a dress, i'm comfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's the most expensive item you've ever purchased?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i believe it would be a $150 dress. i adore it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what can you never leave the house without?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my phone, my eye makeup (thanks beth), and a smile. hehehehe. but it's true...i can't leave the house without being a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-5931480008321617661?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/5931480008321617661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=5931480008321617661' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5931480008321617661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5931480008321617661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-tagged-by-lovely-brooke-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-7718047227915519097</id><published>2009-05-10T20:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:54:08.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posting will probably be done sparingly, if at all, this week, seeing as i have a big paper to write. sorry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's safe to say that everyone is ready for summer. i, personally, am looking forward to these things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-picnics with a bunch of friends.&lt;br /&gt;-waking up at noon everyday and deciding what to do.&lt;br /&gt;-knowing that, if plans interrupt something today, you'll probably be able to do something the next day. or the next. or the next.&lt;br /&gt;-being inspired by heat and a/c (oh yes!).&lt;br /&gt;-having the option to NOT do anything.&lt;br /&gt;-trips.&lt;br /&gt;-having the option to do something.&lt;br /&gt;-wearing summer clothes.&lt;br /&gt;-reading, constantly.&lt;br /&gt;-eating, constantly.&lt;br /&gt;-hanging out on my balcony.&lt;br /&gt;-having parties.&lt;br /&gt;-biking.&lt;br /&gt;-running. indoors.&lt;br /&gt;-not having to put up with awful teachers and stupid kids.&lt;br /&gt;-playing music, constantly.&lt;br /&gt;-changing my outfit 3 times a day, just because.&lt;br /&gt;-doing anything, just because.&lt;br /&gt;-the general carefree-ness that goes along with summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just really love summer. everyone complains of the heat (even i do), but i really don't mind it. it's worth it just to be out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning of summer, i usually find a picture that epitomizes my ideal summer. haven't found it yet. but hopefully i will soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will blog LOTS once i'm done with this paper. i promise. and definitely once summer commences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-7718047227915519097?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/7718047227915519097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=7718047227915519097' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7718047227915519097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7718047227915519097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/05/posting-will-probably-be-done-sparingly.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-151528885443166885</id><published>2009-04-26T13:46:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:18:25.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>random inspiration post!! horroray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfSsM7HAcLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/GGmc0tpioDQ/s1600-h/DSCF5209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfSsM7HAcLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/GGmc0tpioDQ/s320/DSCF5209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329073597111627954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dapperkid.blogspot.com/"&gt;dapper kid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTJ9oGHc4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/jSMLyIXCSQw/s320/340x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329106319658414978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alex kapranos (who, on friday, after their show at hob, told me i looked like a girl he was in a band with in glasgow in the 90s. best compliment ever? i think so)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTQeqMq5tI/AAAAAAAAAVk/tFkr1U49RNM/s320/3475654407_dbf2043bc9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329113484228224722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;faris (this picture was taken last night by some person...faris didn't compliment me, but he did talk to me. hehe, yay). i think i told every one of the horrors that i liked their shirt or shoes or jacket...but they really did have on such perfect outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTS9uHqYtI/AAAAAAAAAV0/x1FXMCgKACQ/s1600-h/r.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTS9uHqYtI/AAAAAAAAAV0/x1FXMCgKACQ/s320/r.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329116216880161490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;le karen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTT6Tf4ndI/AAAAAAAAAV8/RYfI_82qQDc/s1600-h/IMG_6138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTT6Tf4ndI/AAAAAAAAAV8/RYfI_82qQDc/s320/IMG_6138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329117257706020306" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theclothes.blogspot.com/"&gt;the clothes horse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTU-E4y1sI/AAAAAAAAAWE/yi6KwL2X-bo/s1600-h/anntiantee1568896_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTU-E4y1sI/AAAAAAAAAWE/yi6KwL2X-bo/s320/anntiantee1568896_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329118422015071938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this shirt by this brand that &lt;a href="http://www.discothequeconfusion.blogspot.com/"&gt;discotheque confusion&lt;/a&gt; recently posted about. this picture is really weird. i dunno why, but i really like the shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTYGhrd_kI/AAAAAAAAAWM/1LY7IB0w8ZM/s1600-h/dng0et.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTYGhrd_kI/AAAAAAAAAWM/1LY7IB0w8ZM/s320/dng0et.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329121865717644866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here &lt;a href="http://www.discothequeconfusion.blogspot.com/"&gt;she&lt;/a&gt; is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTdZ44BdEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/AM-TkhihntU/s1600-h/3099VRpinklegsWeb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTdZ44BdEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/AM-TkhihntU/s320/3099VRpinklegsWeb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329127695919969346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the sart a few weeks ago. this totez looks like an outfit i would wear haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTeHYklqgI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SkenCvxzkc4/s1600-h/2795469772_e12480f1c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTeHYklqgI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SkenCvxzkc4/s320/2795469772_e12480f1c5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329128477522504194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 189px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some freaky stalker picture of matt, alexa, and alex. but it is cute. this reminds me that i want to go on a picnic with my friends soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTgNAlKFKI/AAAAAAAAAWk/1IDDzObK8Y4/s1600-h/3282653685_8f6dae2a8b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTgNAlKFKI/AAAAAAAAAWk/1IDDzObK8Y4/s320/3282653685_8f6dae2a8b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329130773184910498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://liebemarlene.blogspot.com/"&gt;liebemarlene&lt;/a&gt;. everything she wears i'm absolutely in love with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTi31g-lBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/JaQfBJMW7p4/s1600-h/1159182677_orig_42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfTi31g-lBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/JaQfBJMW7p4/s320/1159182677_orig_42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329133707972219922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is something she posted a few days ago. absolutely gorgeous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end...this shows how much my taste varies huh. hahaha. from punk to florals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: btw, i finally remembered my twitter password (big dealz for me), so yeah, follow me. i am lydiawells. twitter is really confusing, what do you even call your sn or whatever? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-151528885443166885?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/151528885443166885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=151528885443166885' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/151528885443166885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/151528885443166885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-inspiration-post-horroray.html' title='random inspiration post!! horroray!'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SfSsM7HAcLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/GGmc0tpioDQ/s72-c/DSCF5209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8638952223900177813</id><published>2009-04-21T21:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:34:51.960-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>COACHELLA '09</title><content type='html'>SLDKFJSLDKJFLDSKJFLSKDHFJHALKJLKAJLSKDUALKSJLKJLKAJSL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those letters exhibit the indescribable joy coachella gave me. but just in case you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; can't understand how epic and crazy it was, i'll just tell you all the bands i saw, and then you'll see. i am not responsible for jealousy, by the way. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;br /&gt;noah and the whale-even though charlie fink's voice was lost, and it was not the prime time spot, i (as well as many other people) really enjoyed their set. they did very well and entertained the crowd, but not in a lame way, and overall it was just a very nice, pleasant show. and charlie's voice still sounded lovely.&lt;br /&gt;we are scientists-after being energized by n&amp;amp;tw's set, i ran over to see this set, which, of course, was awesome. i loved this band, then grew tired of them, and still love them, just not as much. but i've been reminded how awesome they are and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; i loved them so much. they played a great set, which was very enjoyable. not to mention the weather was actually pleasant for once.&lt;br /&gt;steve aoki-well, the only reason i went to this set was because a friend of my mom's friend was doing the visuals for it, so i thought, why not...all i can say is, there was a guy in a wedding dress. ohhh yes.&lt;br /&gt;m. ward-amazing, as always. even though the set started off badly due to a malfunctioning amp, that was soon resolved. the show was very nice. nothing else hindered m's playing (is it just me or does it feel weird calling him matt??) and, in fact, he played extremely well. the songs were well-executed, and the heat didn't seem to bother him at all (whereas a lot of the bands would complain). it was a great set, and it was nice to see him preform again.&lt;br /&gt;da mvb-this was my third time seeing conor oberst and the mystic valley band, and it was, of course, really fun and hilarious. seeing as their new album will be coming out soon, they played a lot of new songs. definitely not the best i've seen them, but it was still pretty great. just to hear jason boesel sing was enough for me (since i love him more than mr. oberst. hehe)...and that would be why i left to go see the next band soon after he stopped singing.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;franz ferdinand-absolutely amazing. i'm seeing them tomorrow (!!!!) so their set wasn't much of a priority for me. i watched from afar, and what i did see was great. they played many old songs, which was awesome to see, and because i last saw them in 2006, i can't remember anything about seeing them live. they are superb musicians, and i really admire their talent. boy, they deserve all the fame they've gotten and more.&lt;br /&gt;crystal castles-well, i'm kind of bitter about this group now because of the disaster that was their "show" in dallas...or what would have been their show in dallas...on april 14. of course, i don't really know what happened, it could have been something completely different than what was reported, but from what i've heard, i can safely say that no band playing the granada has EVER complained that much about the sound. the granada theater has a wonderful sound, atmosphere, and space, and even if it didn't sound great for their soundcheck, a band who cancels their show two hours after they were to come on for any reason other than sickness or an emergency, has a problem. yet i saw them at coachella, and they were...crazy. and all the hipsters were overrunning the tent so i couldn't see much of them. but i did see alice glass climbing the rafters, which is pretty badass, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;n.a.s.a-SCARY SCARY SCARY. the only reason i saw this was because beirut was next and i wanted to be in the front. but the crowd/band have scarred me for life. oh. my. god. unbelievably frightening and disturbing...what was the whole spiel about kanye anyway??? and please don't say the name of your band over and over again in every song, that's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;BEIRUT!!!!-about the opposite of n.a.s.a., this set was the highlight of coachella '09 for me. as you are all well aware of, i'm head-over-heels in love with zach condon. he's a genius and his music has inspired me in more ways than even i know. just the excitement of seeing them was enough to make my...year, and the show did not even remotely disappoint. zach was at his prime (or so it seemed), as the rest of the band was. they played seamlessly and executed the songs (that would usually be hard to play without a full brass band) perfectly. i cried during the set (okay, i know, lame, but it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; beautiful). i don't even mind that i only took two pictures of them (my camera decided to tell me i didn't have a memory card right then), because the memory is firmly planted on my mind. it was a gorgeous set, and the 50 minute time slot was a perfect amount of time, seeing as each song was epic. i still have trouble believing that i actually saw beirut live...zach's band works so well with him, they have that camaraderie on stage that most bands struggle for their entire career to obtain. the crowd was perfect as well, which is a major issue at festivals. i think it's safe to say that we were all stunned at the beauty and talent of the band and their set. i know i was, and still am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't see mr. mccartney (don't hate me, i regret it) for some reasons i couldn't escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday:&lt;br /&gt;tinariwen-this is a band from mali, who were the first tuareg band to use electric guitars. their music is gorgeous (of course, any african music is beautiful to me). they are extremely talented musicians, and deserve international fame. i think they definitely got a little taste of that at coachella on saturday, where they played for a very enthusiastic, very happy crowd. i bet the set felt a little like being back home for them, with the desert and palm trees behind them, and the dry hot weather. haha. it certainly made my day-nathan and i were giddy after seeing them play. i respect them a ton, and i'm very glad to say i saw them. i would recommend them to anyone. they are wonderful, grateful performers.&lt;br /&gt;tv on the radio-eh eh eh. i only overheard their set for kicks, i don't like their music all that much. in fact, i really don't like their music. so yeah. they played the one song that i like, and another one (that newspaper man song) that i find hilarious. so it was awesome even though i don't like them haha.&lt;br /&gt;fleet foxes-eh again. not very into this band, but i respect them and they've got a nice sound. it was interesting to see, too, and i thought, why not listen to their set. so i did, and it wasn't great, but it wasn't half-bad.&lt;br /&gt;m.i.a.-well, this was surprising. not surprisingly good, although the set was...funny and interesting. it was surprisingly boring. of course, i don't know much about m.i.a., but from what i heard on saturday, she doesn't have a great live act. it was kind of like they were wasting time until they could play paper planes and get over with the set. and then there were these AWFUL horns they kept blowing, even while someone was talking. i couldn't stand that...so i left a little before the last song to get closer up for jenny.&lt;br /&gt;jenny lewis-beautiful. unfortunately, she didn't play as many songs off of rabbit fur coat as i would like, but the songs she did play were perfect. acid tongue was amazing, because the whole crowd was singing, and she invited the mvb to sing as well. i have immense respect for barbara gruska, who plays drums for the band, and she played extremely well that night, too. jenny also played a solo silver lining, which is my favorite songs, and perhaps one of the only songs i do like, off of under the blacklight, and it was beautiful. the crowd was accepting and as excited as jenny's band was. overall, it was a great set, and i loved seeing them play again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;bjm-really cool/awesome. i didn't see much of their set, but what i did see was enough for me! haha. they were great. so were all the (really) old people getting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; into the music.&lt;br /&gt;peter bjorn and john-surprisingly amazing! this set was probably made better for me because i had the chance to lay down and bask in the (not as hot as before) sun and listen to the pleasant sounds. but anyway, they were awesome, and robyn was there! and she is crazy cool, because she was great on nmtb (not the only reason, but you know..). it was a nice show, very relaxing and fun.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeahs-this was so...happy. karen and nick and brian seemed to be so excited to play, and karen smiled this huge smile throughout the entire show. when an artist shows that they really enjoy playing for you, it's magical. and this certainly was. especially since they played so many old songs! hooray. and i think i love everything that their designer, christian joy, creates. karen's dress was phenomenal. so was their playing. i had to leave early to see devendra, but what i heard was perfection.&lt;br /&gt;devendra banhart-this set was also as phenomenal, if not more. when i ran up to the stage as they were playing their (probably) second song, devendra's band consisted of none other than rodrigo amarante. i was ecstatic. then, as devendra invited onstage binki! and matt romano! i became even more ecstatic. then, when they started to play keep me in mind, by little joy, i could not have been more ecstatic. the set was unbelievable. during the closing song, har mar superstar came onstage and played. it was like a huge party...full of talented guest musicians. it was a lot of fun, and you could see that the band was having fun as well.&lt;br /&gt;the horrors-i rushed over to the horrors after seeing devendra, and WOW was i surprised. they played all new songs, which actually sounded very joy division-esque and amazing. to me, they were perfect. they have great camaraderie, great talent, and one really attractive lead singer. hehe. of course that wasn't the most important part-i stood stunned at how cool and, well, badass they were. the set was so...punk. unbelieveable.&lt;br /&gt;the kills-this was the last set i saw at coachella. so obviously it had to be memorable and good. and boy, did it live up to those standards. alison and jamie were at their prime and played tons of old songs. the crowd was great, the sound was not so great (the drum machine was a bit too loud, then too soft, then too loud again, and alison couldn't hear herself), but it didn't matter-i had fun-especially with the anticipation and excitement of seeing the kills this saturday. the show was great, and i can't wait to see them (for the fourth time, might i add) again. i'm very glad that, although they had trouble, the band played well and were as cool as ever. not to mention they have some really amazing clothes. :) overall, the set definitely planted a very good memory of sunday night in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i definitely didn't get to see everyone i wanted to see, due to my being lazy and...other things. but it was completely worth it, and i had an amazing time at coachella. it was so perfect. i could not ask for anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.i have an awful sinus infection and am about to go to sleep on my keyboard...so i apologize if the last few reviews of bands are lacking in any way. i hope i didn't cause too much jealousy in your hearts.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8638952223900177813?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8638952223900177813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8638952223900177813' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8638952223900177813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8638952223900177813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/04/coachella-09.html' title='COACHELLA &apos;09'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-1218880801974768641</id><published>2009-04-05T19:44:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:45:11.994-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>bbbblonde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SeVV55zG0lI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8uN7TOQ9mqY/s1600-h/Photo+33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SeVV55zG0lI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8uN7TOQ9mqY/s320/Photo+33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324756587691561554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi. i'm blonde. i decided to just go for it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SefuDcWRg7I/AAAAAAAAAVE/HU669inTdGg/s1600-h/Photo+31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SefuDcWRg7I/AAAAAAAAAVE/HU669inTdGg/s320/Photo+31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325486827305534386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to apologize for not posting for so long...i've been so insanely, incredibly busy, and when i haven't been busy, i haven't been inspired. i will get back on track asap. if it tells you how busy i've been, i haven't even checked on ANY of the blogs i follow in the past, say, week? and i'm addicted to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah. i'm in california right now, going to coachella, and it's going to be 100 degrees. bleh bleh bleh. not that i'm not excited about hearing BEIRUT AHHHH but i had a heat stroke today which was awful and i'm not looking forward to even hotter weather. but whatevz i'm sure it'll be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i seriously have nothing more to say except i'm sorry! i will probs post after monday about how coachella went. i know i've been such a bad blogger, i'm really sorry. please don't forget me! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love, lydia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-1218880801974768641?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/1218880801974768641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=1218880801974768641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1218880801974768641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1218880801974768641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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with friends and my parents and brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been really busy this week, therefore not having time to post, so i apologize. hopefully this week will be a little more tame, considering it's the week before my spring break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you've all had a great week! i hope to post something soon. bear with me until i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SdGERAtjMMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/uj1Ugr92yos/s1600-h/Seagull_BarrettDavis900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SdGERAtjMMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/uj1Ugr92yos/s400/Seagull_BarrettDavis900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319178062684958914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SdGEY4FdacI/AAAAAAAAAUU/jfYB3EnXblA/s1600-h/sn94d_highz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SdGEY4FdacI/AAAAAAAAAUU/jfYB3EnXblA/s400/sn94d_highz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319178197808277954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the &lt;a href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/"&gt;astronomy picture of the day&lt;/a&gt; website.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-6469517705884714652?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/6469517705884714652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=6469517705884714652' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6469517705884714652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6469517705884714652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-its-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SdGERAtjMMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/uj1Ugr92yos/s72-c/Seagull_BarrettDavis900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-3410351468947845182</id><published>2009-03-24T18:25:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:15:30.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>the ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmgQBs4hGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/PlITkZaaAm0/s1600-h/n1266803107_329587_6945041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmgQBs4hGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/PlITkZaaAm0/s400/n1266803107_329587_6945041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316957032282621026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;after much ado, i present to you my lovely (and sexy) list of the 5 sexiest (and loveliest) women of modern music!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. jenny lewis-she is everyone's favorite lady musician (and by everyone, i mean my circle of friends. and anyone who has ever seen her live, i would suppose), for her talent, poise, and overall HOTNESS. and i hate saying hot, but man. she is. just look at her! not only is she an amazing songwriter, but she has a voice that not many people have, a crazy range, she's been around for que a while (musically, i mean), she's sweet, she's cute, she's sexy, she's attractive, she's a strong, beautiful woman, and she's sexy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Scl8WPC9LHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Z1-bangnkx4/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316917556525476978" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Scl8uSqr_6I/AAAAAAAAASM/OsOL9M2kyLc/s1600-h/Jenny+Lewis4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Scl8uSqr_6I/AAAAAAAAASM/OsOL9M2kyLc/s320/Jenny+Lewis4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316917969814290338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Scl9KIndHgI/AAAAAAAAASU/yjD0JgaLMDg/s1600-h/JennyLewis171008_450x406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Scl9KIndHgI/AAAAAAAAASU/yjD0JgaLMDg/s400/JennyLewis171008_450x406.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316918448152714754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 361px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. eleanor friedberger-i've already mentioned her at least once in this blog, and i'll mention her again. she's beautiful, is in a really, really great band, has an awesome brother, has an awesome boyfriend, has wonderful style, and has a crazy awesome voice, among other things. she probably doesn't have as many men falling at her feet as jenny does, but that's even sexier. if she's not sexy, i don't know who is.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmK45Vt7OI/AAAAAAAAASc/F7emFd0-Gqg/s1600-h/2735754781_122db0cefb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmK45Vt7OI/AAAAAAAAASc/F7emFd0-Gqg/s320/2735754781_122db0cefb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316933545156799714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmLE5GH2LI/AAAAAAAAASk/m5PjWe0pc7w/s1600-h/2715637326_a179883e5b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmLE5GH2LI/AAAAAAAAASk/m5PjWe0pc7w/s320/2715637326_a179883e5b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316933751249819826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmLSHhR8kI/AAAAAAAAASs/MRtxDvh10pU/s1600-h/2724941158_9c201eeb3c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmLSHhR8kI/AAAAAAAAASs/MRtxDvh10pU/s320/2724941158_9c201eeb3c_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316933978460123714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. natasha khan-you know she's sexy the minute you hear her voice; her music is sexy. so is her fashion. and her makeup. and basically everything about her. anybody who wears the amazing headdresses she wears is automatically wonderful, and she also greatly reminds me of patrick wolf, who is the epitome of sexy...in my opinion. anyway, these pictures speak for themselves:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmTi_eNSBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_iFOK6rekJo/s1600-h/bat-for-lashes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmTi_eNSBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_iFOK6rekJo/s320/bat-for-lashes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316943064450549778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmTsbq4qLI/AAAAAAAAAS8/BbBZDSOyIPE/s1600-h/bob_ethnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmTsbq4qLI/AAAAAAAAAS8/BbBZDSOyIPE/s320/bob_ethnic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316943226638739634" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmT9a4MY5I/AAAAAAAAATE/twqimlanuls/s1600-h/6a00d8354834d753ef00e54f76e51b8833-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmT9a4MY5I/AAAAAAAAATE/twqimlanuls/s320/6a00d8354834d753ef00e54f76e51b8833-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316943518483899282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. alison mosshart-okay, so she would be on everyone's list, and a lot of peeps have grown tired of her perpetual coolness. but i, for one, haven't. listen to keep on your mean side-now &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; is a sexy album. and she is one of those kinds of people who can make smoking look so cool...even though it's the opposite for ya lungs (i'm not saying smoking is cool plz don't get onto me plz)...and i mean, you have to admit, she's sexy. even if you don't like her, she's sexy. am i right or am i right. i am right. just look!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmZz4490AI/AAAAAAAAATM/qO8hy2XHdQs/s1600-h/alisonmosshart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmZz4490AI/AAAAAAAAATM/qO8hy2XHdQs/s320/alisonmosshart1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316949951811276802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmaJI1PknI/AAAAAAAAATc/VWpHhIA8Ohg/s1600-h/SNF19BIZKLK-280_557919a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmaJI1PknI/AAAAAAAAATc/VWpHhIA8Ohg/s320/SNF19BIZKLK-280_557919a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316950316867883634" style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmZ81HvjYI/AAAAAAAAATU/uJZ2ndbLVvw/s400/kills13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316950105418337666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. last, but definitely not least, regina spektor-i was contemplating putting her on this list, solely for my thought that she was more adorable than sexy. but then i thought about it some more, and realized that she is really very sexy; she has a wonderful voice, and when she does punk songs, it really shows her sexiness. she dresses extremely well, has a beautiful figure (which isn't that  important, but she's fuller than many sexy ladies, which is awesome) and a beautiful upbringing. on top of all that, she's a great musician. basically, i thought, how can she not be sexy. she's such an inspiration! these pictures i found finally convinced me that she should be #5:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Scmfe9E3sRI/AAAAAAAAATk/djU2ArZMVSA/s1600-h/2245717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Scmfe9E3sRI/AAAAAAAAATk/djU2ArZMVSA/s320/2245717.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316956189227462930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmfqAl1v0I/AAAAAAAAATs/lFoyc9iCRO0/s1600-h/410754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmfqAl1v0I/AAAAAAAAATs/lFoyc9iCRO0/s320/410754.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316956379149614914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmfxUvTEvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/r-EpKEOcBgw/s1600-h/2246187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmfxUvTEvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/r-EpKEOcBgw/s320/2246187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316956504817079026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; well, there you go! i hope you enjoyed this (read: you better have enjoyed this, because it took me some time...time i could have spent doing math or reading &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1984&lt;/span&gt;! ha. ha.)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until the next time i post, which will hopefully be sooner rather than later (i've got a busy week..)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lydia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*the reason i didn't write a list of sexy modern musician men is because the list would be too long. way. too. long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-3410351468947845182?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/3410351468947845182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=3410351468947845182' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3410351468947845182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3410351468947845182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/03/ladies.html' title='the ladies'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScmgQBs4hGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/PlITkZaaAm0/s72-c/n1266803107_329587_6945041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-2988864328642790624</id><published>2009-03-22T22:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:06:40.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>an update of sorts.</title><content type='html'>i have some advice to you: clean out your closet. i did this all day yesterday and i feel so fulfilled, haha. not to mention i have many, many clothes waiting to be sold or given away. i had so much junk in there...crazy. and now i can feel okay about buying something new, because i've gotten rid of so much stuff! so yeah, clean 'em out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sure you've all seen the cnn special on carine roitfeld. if not, please do. it's a lovely way to spend 20 minutes of your day. she's so cute and inspirational, etc., etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;handsome furs played a show last night. WOWZA they were amazing. and nice. and dressed so impressively. and were even really apologetic for not being able to have us open for them. it was so much fun, and they played so well. i should start being as active onstage as alexei is... hahaha. anyway, they were really, really great, and nathan said it was like "seeing the clash in their hey-day"..only with a lot less people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what else...my birthday's 8 days from now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you should also see the changeling. i saw it the other night-really great movie. sad and disturbing and awful to think that this really happened but great. since it's set in the 20s, the fashion is also amazing amazing amazing. (20s=best time for fashion, in my opinion...besides now.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;does anyone else think hedi slimane has nice hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScaFigpiKzI/AAAAAAAAARs/WPZpoDsGDdU/s1600-h/6a00e54f05e1bb883400e54fa8c1cb8833-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScaFigpiKzI/AAAAAAAAARs/WPZpoDsGDdU/s320/6a00e54f05e1bb883400e54fa8c1cb8833-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316083238083636018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that he has much hair, haha, but still. OH and why does he pose that way in nearly ever single picture taken of him? i don't get it. i love him, but he's a weird guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i'm going to steal from &lt;a href="http://www.nogoodforme.com"&gt;nogoodforme&lt;/a&gt; and tell you what i'm wanting, wearing, reading, watching, listening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanting: to know the name of the band that i saw in the airport today. and i want a vacation. aagh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing: the outfit i always wear during the summer...a red dress and a comfy sweater. yeah. it's summer weather without the summer. WHY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading: 1984...i thought i should probs read the book i'm doing a paper on...and i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to read the rest of alice in wonderland, the english patient, and my hypothyroidism book (it's a step-by-step guide to the first year of HT, which is what i call the illness hehe. it's a nice abbreviation, right? like MS-horrible illness, great abbreviation.), and i'm only on day 4, even though i've had it for 5 months. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching-never mind the buzzcocks. i haven't seen much of the past season, and i've finally gotten around to watching it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will leave you this picture of alexa chung. i am constantly reminded of how lovely she is and has been:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Scb769ywrcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/bk7DaZZiTg8/s1600-h/AlexaChung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/Scb769ywrcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/bk7DaZZiTg8/s320/AlexaChung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316213400595901890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is also the luckiest girl in the world, dating alex and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will post tuesday, probs. do not worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-2988864328642790624?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/2988864328642790624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=2988864328642790624' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/2988864328642790624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/2988864328642790624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-of-sorts.html' title='an update of sorts.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/ScaFigpiKzI/AAAAAAAAARs/WPZpoDsGDdU/s72-c/6a00e54f05e1bb883400e54fa8c1cb8833-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-2528888488145294527</id><published>2009-03-08T13:20:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:35:08.958-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>eleanor, a little girl, and my 'rents.</title><content type='html'>i regret to admit that i miss having long hair. i had really nice long hair. it was long. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; long. halfway down my back. the first time i cut it all off, i cut off 11.5 " and still had hair down to my shoulders. and now i want to look like eleanor friedberger again...&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbQOc7RJxCI/AAAAAAAAARE/g2GuZ-mm180/s320/Eleanor+Friedberger.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310885750685418530" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbQO7t0fTOI/AAAAAAAAARM/wLeXtnmlMx4/s320/631.x600.mr.backstage.furnaces.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310886279651478754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my hair looked exactly like that...minus the bangs. ahhhh. oh well. my short hair isn't hot in the summers. and i can wear gigantic bows without looking silly. and...i can compare my haircut to men's haircuts, which brings me amusement. eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in other news...i saw a little girl at a restaurant today, and she was dressed wonderfully. she had a cute little haircut like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbQRKBysnaI/AAAAAAAAARU/uCoKNufBGME/s1600-h/spotted-agyness-bowl-hair-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbQRKBysnaI/AAAAAAAAARU/uCoKNufBGME/s320/spotted-agyness-bowl-hair-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310888724554096034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;it looked like agyness' hair, not albert's. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she wore a white shirt that had a little bow attached to it at the collar, and a BEAUTIFUL white, sparkly tutu, and white leggings, and silver mary janes. AH. it was perfection. i wanted to be her, hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love tutus. they are so lovely. they make me very, very happy. there's this picture of me as a 3-year-old being held by my (really stylish) mother after my ballet recital. i'm wearing a gigantic blue tutu and i look SO CUTE. i actually kind of had eleanor hair..haha. i guess my style has not changed since i was 3. except...when i was 9-11, i didn't dress too well. what preteen that goes to a crazy private school does, though? especially one that is surrounded by preteen fake-purse-loving, makeup-addicted, mean little slutty brats...haha. yes. that is how i view my 4th and 5th grade peers. but when i turned 12, i threw out all the preppy stuff, and became my own person. hooray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, you can thank my mother for my love of fashion. she has always been stylish and classy-she was a fashion design student! she changed her major to textiles, because her professors hated her designs. yet her designs were trends that were extremely popular in the 90s, and even today! she dressed me very well. i was constantly in little sailor outfits and beautiful empire-waist dresses. and never pants. hmm, sounds like what i wear now. haha. and now that she's older, she dresses even better. a very, very classy lady indeed. a bit like audrey hepburn in her older days. or jackie kennedy, even. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbQZxPmQ1vI/AAAAAAAAARc/Jxmmk3kOPII/s1600-h/10067206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbQZxPmQ1vI/AAAAAAAAARc/Jxmmk3kOPII/s320/10067206.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310898194367960818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i suppose this implies that my mother is old-she is not. at all. haha. she's only 43, but, while most 40-year-olds dress like they are 20, she dresses her age. she loves florals, knee-length skirts, nice socks, beautiful sundresses, and pretty blouses. she has influenced me immensely. hooray for beautiful, strong mothers! hooray for my dad, too. he is as classy as she is. only with a more dorky, elvis costello twist. yeah, that's it; elvis costello..when he was younger and much skinnier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbQcUS-cMKI/AAAAAAAAARk/OIbcLe5ZF7k/s1600-h/elvis_costello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbQcUS-cMKI/AAAAAAAAARk/OIbcLe5ZF7k/s320/elvis_costello.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310900995593351330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah. anyway, i suppose i've gotten inspiration again. hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-2528888488145294527?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/2528888488145294527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=2528888488145294527' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/2528888488145294527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/2528888488145294527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/03/eleanor-little-girl-and-my-rents.html' title='eleanor, a little girl, and my &apos;rents.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbQOc7RJxCI/AAAAAAAAARE/g2GuZ-mm180/s72-c/Eleanor+Friedberger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-7238592148792069140</id><published>2009-03-05T21:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:51:05.244-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>oh no...i'm completely uninspired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i am SO SO sorry for not posting over the long weekend. all i did was sleep and do nothing else except maybe eat tons of these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SaxF5tDWk_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/lkksarlrOHk/s320/cookie23nl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308694918411490290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm such a fatty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, not all is lost! i'm sure i will obtain inspiration soon!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i figure the best way to be inspired is scouring tons and tons of blogs. also listening to (new) music and watching movies, but you know, spending hours upon hours reading blogs is waaay less productive (seeing as i can multitask when i'm listening to music and watching a movie), so it's automatically more appealing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are some things i've been thinking about this past week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tavi recently posted about these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SaxmVstmMUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Kg9s7upPdpo/s1600-h/00970m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SaxmVstmMUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Kg9s7upPdpo/s320/00970m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308730583728664898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i literally died. i mean, are those the most beautiful things you ever did see or what?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while everyone east of me is (or..was) experiencing REALLY heavy snow, it's spring here. officially. the blooms are a-coming and the weather speaks for itself. i actually don't mind it. but i'm ready for summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, another thing i've been thinking about is work. but i DO NOT want to think about that right now. please let's not get into that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something you should definitely read weekly: &lt;a href="http://hailmary-fullofgrace.blogspot.com/search/label/embracing%20mondays"&gt;mary's embracing monday posts&lt;/a&gt;. i look forward to them and they make me so happy! mondays have always been worse than tuesdays for me; they begin my week, i always have the most work to do on mondays, and even though i don't have classes on mondays, they are always the most stressful. therefore, mary's weekly posts are a joy to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, i have to profess my love for &lt;a href="http://www.nogoodforme.com/"&gt;nogoodforme&lt;/a&gt;. i don't check the site very often, but that makes liz, kat, and laura jane's posts so much more special. i am a little bit ashamed to say i spend a lot of time looking through archives and reading every word they write. they write about, well, everything. this makes me happy seeing as i cannot simply write about one subject. each post is worth reading. i mean, WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE. really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, beirut/realpeople's march of the zapotec/holland ep came out a couple weeks ago, and i, of course, am in love. except that it's WAY too short. i'm all into it and happy and all, and then it stops. it's still amazing though. i don't think i've disliked anything that man has created.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah. i guess that's it. sad, ain't it? this is how boring my day-to-day life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i was here again:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbCOQ0H1hLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/YIWMvJS3294/s1600-h/acropolis_evening,athens,greece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SbCOQ0H1hLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/YIWMvJS3294/s320/acropolis_evening,athens,greece.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309900380190377138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-7238592148792069140?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/7238592148792069140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=7238592148792069140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7238592148792069140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7238592148792069140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-noim-completely-uninspired.html' title='oh no...i&apos;m completely uninspired.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SaxF5tDWk_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/lkksarlrOHk/s72-c/cookie23nl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-7012905511219902597</id><published>2009-02-24T22:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:07:00.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i apologize</title><content type='html'>it's been 11 days since i've posted anything. eh. i'm sorry. i've been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; busy and i have lovely finals this week and i haven't studied, plus my hypothyroidism is being cruel to me. so is the nature of being a woman. gah. i promise i will post sometime this weekend, seeing as i have a 4 day weekend to celebrate. and by celebrating i mean sleeping, lounging, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;posting &lt;/span&gt;a great, planned post, and doing absolutely no work till tuesday. WOOHOO. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish all you guys luck if you have finals this week, too! god knows we need all the luck we can get, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love, lydia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. it's going to be 80 F this week. whaat, that's summer weather. well, i guess it's summer weather for anywhere north of texas...but still. that's insane. and all the meteorologists are happy about the heat wave. i want to punch them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-7012905511219902597?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/7012905511219902597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=7012905511219902597' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7012905511219902597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7012905511219902597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-apologize.html' title='i apologize'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-7581274822538887030</id><published>2009-02-14T18:40:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:36:23.868-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>i could sleep for a thousand years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;lately i've just wanted to sleep. a lot. this is nothing too out of the ordinary, seeing as i have hypothyroidism. but my life's been really busy and i don't have any energy. i get up, go to school, come home at noon, work till 3 or 4, maybe run and lounge for 6 hours (because by then i'm too tired to do anything else), and go to sleep. that's it. i haven't had any interest much stuff...i guarantee you 2009 will be the hardest year of my life. it takes a lot to be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. on to the more interesting, less depressing and boring stuff. i have finally gotten around to 1) finishing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's kind of a funny story, &lt;/span&gt;and 2) taking a picture of my wonderful recent purchases, which i cannot wait to show you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first, my minnie bow made by yokoo (for those of you who aren't interested in this fashion-related bit, scroll down):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZdp5S1Z1mI/AAAAAAAAANk/aUU1HyF1O00/s1600-h/Photo+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZdp5S1Z1mI/AAAAAAAAANk/aUU1HyF1O00/s320/Photo+28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302823519281337954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZdp5FztxyI/AAAAAAAAANc/zVrlkEGFLeM/s1600-h/Photo+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZdp5FztxyI/AAAAAAAAANc/zVrlkEGFLeM/s320/Photo+19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302823515784595234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;my face is funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, yokoo's expensive and her products don't come quickly, but she does all of her stuff by hand, and when the package arrives, it's a joyous day. that's how it was when i received the &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=20886752"&gt;minnie bow in grey&lt;/a&gt;. this bow is lovely, it goes with everything in my closet, and it doesn't hurt my head, so it's perfectly comfortable to wear. if you are ever pondering whether to buy any product of hers, i say, if you have the monies, go ahead and buy it. i'm sure it will be made well and with tlc. i would love to have one of her endless amounts of cowls and chains and other quirky, warm accessories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my snazzy leather jacket:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZd8edT0fbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/4SMkO1NFYQA/s1600-h/Photo+53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZd8edT0fbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/4SMkO1NFYQA/s320/Photo+53.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302843948957728178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZd8TR8e25I/AAAAAAAAAN0/ttHQs_rLmIY/s1600-h/Photo+83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZd8TR8e25I/AAAAAAAAAN0/ttHQs_rLmIY/s320/Photo+83.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302843756928490386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this was a christmas present, and it makes me [sing even mooore*] feel all cool and alison mosshart-esque. i usually dress "cute" (i.e., in dresses and tutus and skirts), but i love this jacket because i can be tough and still wear dresses. it may look a little funny on me, but i really enjoy wearing it. plus, i can hide in its collar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZd8TgTOwxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/d53705dkL3E/s1600-h/Photo+68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZd8TgTOwxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/d53705dkL3E/s320/Photo+68.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302843760782000914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to do a post on my clothes fetishes soon. i have a fetish for shoes and coats, which is evident by my 32+ pairs of shoes and 8+ coats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i finished &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's kind of a funny story&lt;/span&gt; this last weekend, and i think it should have been about me. hah. i could just relate to it so much. it's funny, sad, encouraging, and happy. not to mention the cover art is amazing. ah, i don't even know what to say. it's such a good story. def one of my favorite books now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;devotchka is such a good band. seeing them 3 times is not enough. they are really great performers, and nick is just about the most handsome man in the world. he's 30-something, but he's so...tall, dark, and handsome. i would recommend them to anyone with any music taste. man, i can't get over how wonderful they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm tired and i've been working on this post for aaages. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*aghhh, i keep singing songs by the beaten sea. look 'em up, they are so. so. good. and even better live. don't ya just love when you hear a really great local band? i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-7581274822538887030?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/7581274822538887030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=7581274822538887030' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7581274822538887030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7581274822538887030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-could-sleep-for-thousand-years.html' title='i could sleep for a thousand years...'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SZdp5S1Z1mI/AAAAAAAAANk/aUU1HyF1O00/s72-c/Photo+28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-2411369865141896982</id><published>2009-02-10T17:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:52:27.250-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>an award? for me? you've got to be kidding.</title><content type='html'>but this is no joke. i am just such a wonderful blogger, huh. (even though i haven't posted a good post in a really, really long time, and i keep forgetting to comment peeps back and etc, etc)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was granted the lemonade award by &lt;a href="http://www.brookestyle365.blogspot.com/"&gt;brooke&lt;/a&gt;!! she is a lovely blogger in australia who, despite only having had a blog since january (i think?), is already attracting many readers and 10+ comments per post, which she definitely deserves. she has great style, and i'm honored to receive this award. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so apparently, this award is for blogs with "attitude and gratitude". eh, cheesy and i'm not sure what that exactly tells me (also, how does lemonade have attitude and gratitude?), but i'm very very glad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm now supposed to tag 10 bloggers...i read about 23987437 blogs, but a whole lot of them are big and intimidating and would never reply to my giving them an award, so i don't know who to pick yet...and i need to start/finish my paper..so...yeah. next time, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-2411369865141896982?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/2411369865141896982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=2411369865141896982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/2411369865141896982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/2411369865141896982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/02/award-for-me-you.html' title='an award? for me? you&apos;ve got to be kidding.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-5908850034743298309</id><published>2009-02-07T17:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:52:57.268-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL.</title><content type='html'>there are about 389 amazing concerts coming up in the near future (as well as albums). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUCH AS....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;devotchka-tomorrow, la zona rosa. this is the whole reason i'm in austin right now. i'm so. so. excited. they are also playing at house of blues (pontiac garage) on tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;handsome furs-march 21, the loft. wow wow wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;franz ferdinand-april 24, house of blues. i hugged my family when i heard this news. i was just ecstatic that they aren't playing nokia. whew. well, and their new album is amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the kills (and horrors!!!)-april 25, granada theater. i FINALLY get to go to granada for the first time in a year! i miss that venue so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bjm-april 14, granada. hope i can make it to this one! it would be awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;animal collective-june 4 (i think?), granada. everyone will be there. duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM SO EXCITED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry 'bout the lack of posting, or interesting posting lately. i've been busy, or something?? i guess i've had a weird couple weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-5908850034743298309?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/5908850034743298309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=5908850034743298309' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5908850034743298309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5908850034743298309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/02/absolutely-wonderful.html' title='ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-3469509085863103355</id><published>2009-01-26T21:24:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:48:35.774-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>well, i don't  feel just like a child...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the first time since...ever....i wish i was a kid again. of course, in most peeps' eyes, in the government's eyes, and in my own eyes as well, i'm still a kid. just a slightly-older-than-a-little-kid kid. anyway, the point is, i wish i didn't care what people thought, or if anything i did was good or not. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was in 1st, 2nd, 3rd grade, i would write stories. i must have wrote about 30 stories in the span of those years, probably more. i would just be inspired, or i had a story in my head, maybe from a dream or a cartoon, and i would write it. i've since read those stories, and they &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; sound like the work of a 7 or 8 year old, but they aren't bad...and they aren't bad solely for the fact that one, i wasn't ashamed of them, and two, i didn't care if they were good, or if the genius in my class would be impressed by them or not (or if anyone would be impressed by them). i simply wrote, and the only thing that mattered was that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;thought they were good. and i did. i thoroughly enjoyed writing them, and while my older brother would write better, more complicated things, i didn't care. what i wrote was what i wrote; it was good enough for me and it didn't matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to be like that again. i know that's just children for you; they don't care if they look stupid or act stupid, they just do it. they look at things simply. obviously i'm glad i can think complex thoughts, and do many other things that children would find difficult. but if i wasn't worried whatever i created-whether it be music or art or writing-came out better than someone else's creation, or if it was any good or not, i could actually create things. i've prevented myself from creating &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything  &lt;/span&gt;because i'm so worried someone won't like it, no one will be impressed by it. if it was as simple as that, it would be fine (if i liked my creation, but no one else did, that would be okay)...but i keep telling myself "oh, it's not good enough. no one will like it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; don't even like it." so i don't like it. i force myself never to be happy with what i make. then, when i finally do create something and show it to someone and that someone doesn't like it (because there will always be those people), it saddens me even more. and i'm discouraged, so i don't do anything for a while. for example, i haven't tried writing lyrics (which i'm def no good at) in at least 3 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i wish it was as simple as telling myself not to care what people think, and to be proud of what i do. it's not as simple as that, though, and it never will be. it's really hard for me to get good thoughts into my head. especially without anyone's help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for the emo-ness of this post. i'll make it better by telling you that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. it's an ice day today (no not snow days, we don't get that here...we only get ice), so i've been home...slacking...all day. i've still got tons o' homework to do for tomorrow. eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. i've got so many books to read right now.. here they are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SX9VSIt6DzI/AAAAAAAAANM/KhhNgw13k-I/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SX9VSIt6DzI/AAAAAAAAANM/KhhNgw13k-I/s320/Photo+18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296045456877031218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a beautiful alice in wonderland that sof gave me for christmas (thanks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SX9SIm-7s6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/mZK53u4Z8U0/s320/Photo+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296041994667930530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest of the english patient, also given to me for a christmas present (i didn't show the front cover 'cos it's ugly hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SX9Va6rLrsI/AAAAAAAAANU/zpM-Oka41qc/s1600-h/Photo+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SX9Va6rLrsI/AAAAAAAAANU/zpM-Oka41qc/s320/Photo+13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296045607726329538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on loan from sof, it's kind of a funny story. i'm really excited to read this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeh. i've got some reading and math and medieval history of greece studying to do! woop woop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-3469509085863103355?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/3469509085863103355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=3469509085863103355' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3469509085863103355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3469509085863103355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-i-dont-feel-just-like-child.html' title='well, i &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;don&apos;t&lt;/span&gt;  feel just like a child...'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SX9VSIt6DzI/AAAAAAAAANM/KhhNgw13k-I/s72-c/Photo+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-4481154944160405163</id><published>2009-01-21T17:53:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:49:37.172-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>AND ANOTHER ONE</title><content type='html'>obviously i am beginning to be quite popular and everyone looks up to me and admires my run-on sentence skills (intense sarcasm), because i have been graciously tagged again, this time by &lt;a href="http://www.ididsomethingreallytwattishtoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;sophie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fourth picture in the fourth folder where i keep my pictures on my computer (whew. fortunately, i didn't pick the fourth picture from the fourth folder in my last tag, otherwise it would have been my brother and i standing outside a greek academy again [see last post]):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SXe3kqp73pI/AAAAAAAAAMk/aCs5HQA--h0/s320/Pelliccerie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293901727550660242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drag a  lot of inspiration into my iphoto, and inspiration is what this picture is. from the one and only &lt;a href="http://www.thesartorialist.blogspot.com/"&gt;sartorialist&lt;/a&gt;, a picture he took in florence. i just love it because it looks noir and it's just really beautiful all around.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in another news....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weather has been so weird lately. it'll be 70 one day, 80 the next, and then 40 the next day. i don't get it. and it confuses my body warmth haha. i'll walk outside and it'll be freezing, even though i know by noon it will be hot. so i'm cold then hot then cold then hot then cold again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, we went to the matthew and the arrogant sea show last night. except we didn't stay long enough to actually see matthew and the arrogant sea. haha. i'm not ready to stay up till 2 while everyone around me is getting drunker/more stoned by the minute. anyway, the first band was great, which made up for the fact that we couldn't see the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just realized that i'm awful at making lists. i can't remember aaanything. ah, god, i'm blind, deaf, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt; ADD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for the lack of nice posting lately. i've been in a.....weird...mood. i'll get back to normal soon, i promise. at least after the devotchka concert two weeks from now. I AM SO EXCITED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-4481154944160405163?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/4481154944160405163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=4481154944160405163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4481154944160405163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4481154944160405163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-another-one.html' title='AND ANOTHER ONE'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SXe3kqp73pI/AAAAAAAAAMk/aCs5HQA--h0/s72-c/Pelliccerie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-4768131133772787576</id><published>2009-01-17T11:44:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:49:21.343-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>ze tag</title><content type='html'>so. i was tagged by &lt;a href="http://drinksomegin.blogspot.com/"&gt;ginny&lt;/a&gt; to do a survey. which is perfect, because i am quite tired and i don't feel like doing anything that i should be doing (i.e., getting ready for my show tonight, helping my mother get ready for a baby shower she's hosting, sleeping). so here we go, i decided to do all of them (see the above statement):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cinco cosas sobre mí:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i love interior design, but i don't know if i'd ever want to go into it (me mum's an interior designer). having a pretty room and decorating it is fine with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i am absolutely in love with zach condon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i dream of living in brooklyn (or anywhere in nyc), or san francisco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i play piano, drums, and accordion. though i'm not that great at accordion haha. and i cannot play guitar. seriously. i'm so awful at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i have the same birthday as vincent van gogh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fourth picture in my photo folder (iphoto for me):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SXJJsRCt0SI/AAAAAAAAALs/6e6CbX-GoCA/s1600-h/DSC02276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SXJJsRCt0SI/AAAAAAAAALs/6e6CbX-GoCA/s320/DSC02276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292373536951619874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is me and my bro in athens, greece, last summer. the building behind us is some academy or something. it was hot. like, 40 degrees celsius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;six things that make me happy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-jews. this has already been explained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pretty calendars. every year, i pick out a new calendar. i have an old new york one right now and it's lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-my cork board of inspiration, memories, and ticket stubs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SXJanizzX4I/AAAAAAAAAME/KdaeP0GRKNg/s1600-h/Photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SXJanizzX4I/AAAAAAAAAME/KdaeP0GRKNg/s320/Photo+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292392147519233922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-petits fours and cupcakes.. mmmm. i love love love them. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-really great songs. (nantes, talk show host, unattainable, for example)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-well-dressed old ladies and men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 honest things about myself (who needs myspace surveys when you can get tagged, huh!):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i am constantly worrying about studying so i can get good grades so i can get into a good university so i can live in a beautiful city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-there will be no belonging more beautiful to me than my 12" baby grand piano. it's 100 years old and even though it's perpetually out of tune, it always sounds great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i probs will only ever buy mac computers. i can't work pc's....and i'm biased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i hardly eat breakfast. i know i know, it's the most important meal of the day and all, but coffee fills me up and i CANNOT stop drinking it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i'm tired all the time. of course, this is credited to my lovely hypothyroidism, but yep, that's just another thing about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i have an insane amount of money. this is because i don't ever spend it. i have a debit card but never take money out and i only spend it on the occasional piece of clothing or record and a chai tea latte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i have bad posture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i only have 2 pairs of pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i'm not fond of mainstream music. this IS NOT because i think whatever most people listen to is automatically bad, but because there aren't many good mainstream bands that i know of. if there comes along a band that sounds amazing and yet everyone loves them, i will still like them. it has nothing to do with "selling out" (which i think is stupid) or that stereotyped hipster trait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i am so lazy when it comes to making my bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrighty. i tag &lt;a href="http://www.brookestyle365.blogspot.com/"&gt;brooke&lt;/a&gt;, and...anyone who happens to view this post and wants to make a pointless survey. i can't think of anyone who would actually enjoy wasting their time like this haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-4768131133772787576?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/4768131133772787576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=4768131133772787576' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4768131133772787576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4768131133772787576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2009/01/tag-im-it.html' title='ze tag'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SXJJsRCt0SI/AAAAAAAAALs/6e6CbX-GoCA/s72-c/DSC02276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8779902058258524633</id><published>2009-01-11T22:50:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:50:07.984-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>wowza, is this actually getting somewhere?</title><content type='html'>i added that lil gadget that enables peeps to publicly follow this blog. juuust in case anyone wants to, hint hint. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, thank you so much for commenting! you are lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since this post is being published on a whim and is also pretty pointless, i'll excite you with the cover of beirut's upcoming double EP marhc of the zapotec/holland:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWrRbDZ2crI/AAAAAAAAALM/jKEZL6CroPk/s320/March_of_the_zapotec_holland_ep.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290270975000474290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hooray! i'm so excited for this. you have no idea. ahhhh. i love love the joys of losing weight, so hearing holland will be super wonderful, and march of the zapotec OBVIOUSLY is going to be EPIC. you know those things that just want to make you shout "hallelujah"? well. this is one of those things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, i don't remember where i found this, but it makes me want snow really badly:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWrVo4ycAgI/AAAAAAAAALU/wGZcmeXQVqY/s320/20081110155228.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290275610715488770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here in dallas, we only get about 2 snows a year, if that. this year we've already gotten two (or three? i canst remember), buuut i want a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; snow. not like that ever happens here. whenever it gets cold enough to snow for a while, it ices. arg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and enjoy this photo of me holding my cat who really doesn't want to be held (she is so whiny yet sweet):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWrYHDiuYXI/AAAAAAAAALc/BYfxSGzyPlI/s1600-h/Photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWrYHDiuYXI/AAAAAAAAALc/BYfxSGzyPlI/s320/Photo+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290278328021705074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, after watching control, i'm listening to joy division a whooooole lot. hmm, i've finally jumped on the joy division fan bandwagon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, so another random post. sorry. i'll get to something more important sooner or later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8779902058258524633?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8779902058258524633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8779902058258524633' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8779902058258524633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8201005907993722374</id><published>2009-01-08T21:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:50:45.917-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>thinking thinking thinking thinking thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWbDgCce8kI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qQ0hYpS5rDo/s1600-h/2ui9jeh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWbDgCce8kI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qQ0hYpS5rDo/s400/2ui9jeh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289129767572795970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been pondering a few things lately, and decided to share them with you (even though there are only like, two?? of you. psh):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first, my guilty pleasures-these include m.i.a.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWaY8etId5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/f0R8Yq6h4ps/s320/mia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289082977195161490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;real hardcore penny loafers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWaZR_OSmeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qnPbzZJzTuM/s320/Shoes_iA45701.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289083346701425122" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, lastly, fashion blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep. either you love 'em or you hate 'em. i, for one, love them. but i'm a teensy bit ashamed of my love for fashion blogs. i mean, i love love music. it's my life. but i also adore fashion. i may not think it's serious thing that isn't in any way superficial or anything, but i do love getting dressed in the morning. think fashion can be an art form. and i definitely think it's superficial, but when i put on clothes that make me feel good, or are crazy and make me feel different, i feel great. so does everyone, i think. think about it-you have your favorite shirt, pants, outfit, whatever. why is it your favorite? i would dare to say that most people would say it's their favorite because they think they look great in it, it's comfy (or not so much, if they're heels), and you feel confident while wearing it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's &lt;/span&gt;why i love fashion. i have low self-esteem, and the one activity that makes me feel better (most of the time) about myself (besides running haha) is coming up with some ridiculous, cool outfit that no one else has worn before. kids at most high schools wear sweat pants and t shirts to school-boring and nonchalant. so when i come to school in a dress and a tutu and bright yellow shoes and tights, i feel awesome. people compliment me (or just look at me strangely) and i feel proud of myself for wearing something so different. anyway, fashion blogs just give me the inspiration when i'm feeling down, they make me feel more normal (because i realize there are girls out there just like me). there are billions of fashion blogs out in the blogosphere and i am super picky about the ones that i follow (more on that later haha). they have to get me interested. there are stereotypical fashion blogs, the ones that consist of girls who are obsessed with themselves and don't appreciate fashion really, they just like looking slutty and talking about themselves. but then there are ones that consist of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; people, people whom i admire, for their taste and personalities and confidence. people who are beautiful inside and out. frankly, i get bored with being a music fan all the time. i need another hobby. and whether you think it's cool or not, fashion is my other hobby. so there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so that brings me to my next point of this post: the ultimate fashion challenge. i learned just yesterday of this blog called nogoodforme.com which i am still confused about and there are tons of words in the posts but ANYWAY. i learned that one of the contributers to the blog recently took part in a certain &lt;a href="http://nogoodforme.filmstills.org/blog/archives/2008/08/10/laura_janes_ult.html"&gt;ultimate fashion challenge&lt;/a&gt; which meant wearing every single piece of clothing in her closet (excluding some things) and wearing them only once. i found this immensely interesting and i'm always up to a challenge (almost always), as well as the fact that i do wear certain clothes way too much. it would be super hard, and i would feel really self-conscious and it would take a long time aaand i might have to wait until i obtain my &lt;a href="http://listography.com/action/list?uid=3967085789&amp;amp;lid=7933886784"&gt;wishlist&lt;/a&gt;. hahah. buuut i'm still willing to try it. so we'll see where that goes. hmmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what i do when i get a comment on one of my posts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWa2aJx0vNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/KrEAQCzDqx0/s1600-h/Photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWa2aJx0vNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/KrEAQCzDqx0/s400/Photo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289115372810976466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"YES!!!!" also, note my perfectly clean room heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so comment. plz. makes me happyyy when skies are graay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mm also, two other embarrassing loves of mine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jews (which literally everyone knows about. even my lit teacher ahhahah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWa-4tUHz3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wNO_8GQToNE/s1600-h/504792009_ed59f228e3_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWa-4tUHz3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wNO_8GQToNE/s320/504792009_ed59f228e3_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289124693839171442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a pissed off jew cat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWa_hgctAyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/NGJlarGXCYE/s1600-h/amstellL_243x251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWa_hgctAyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/NGJlarGXCYE/s320/amstellL_243x251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289125394760139554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 251px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an amstell jew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWbCGCWJ5EI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8AjItg6t9kM/s1600-h/16large1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWbCGCWJ5EI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8AjItg6t9kM/s400/16large1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289128221358023746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a hasidic jew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love jews so much they are all so cute. heehee! not that i'm embarrassed that i like them, i really love all races, it just so happens that i think jews are really cute and the old men jews are bitter but that just makes them cuter..um anyway, it's a weird affinity. and a lot of people just think i'm super weird for loving jews. but i don't think it's weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/"&gt;and being supah white&lt;/a&gt;. i think i've already mentioned this in a post before, but it's crazy how many of those posts i can relate to hahaha. :| that is kiiind of embarrassing, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soo anyway, i LOVE YOU SO MUCH if you actually read this entire thing. i bet you didn't! hehe, it's alright, though. i don't care so much. stuff happens (and doesn't happen). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. i think i got the first picture from &lt;a href="http://knighttcat.blogspot.com/"&gt; miz knight cat&lt;/a&gt;. the rest was from google yay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i wasn't gonna explain my other guilty pleasures, but my reason for feeling guilty about liking mia is that she's such a stereotypical hipster thing to like, but i can't help it-even if she sampled straight to hell. my reason for feeling guilty about liking penny loafers is because, well, they are clunky old lady shoes/uniform and private school shoes, that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; peeps would take one look at and vow never to step into one. but hey, after they get worn-in and dirty, they are quite the alternative to dirty converse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8201005907993722374?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8201005907993722374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8201005907993722374' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8201005907993722374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8201005907993722374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/12/thinking-thinking-thinking-thinking.html' title='thinking thinking thinking thinking thinking'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWbDgCce8kI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qQ0hYpS5rDo/s72-c/2ui9jeh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-6627396391174126045</id><published>2009-01-04T17:35:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:51:44.544-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>hangovers suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWGHZ8YrjTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JQTujTVFGMQ/s1600-h/2734199163_2ee9e6a03a_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWGHZ8YrjTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JQTujTVFGMQ/s320/2734199163_2ee9e6a03a_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287656317285797170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah so &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/hotticketsmusic"&gt;we&lt;/a&gt; played a show last night and i was super energetic (i know, right? craziness.) so it was fun even though apparently the sound was off (i wouldn't know, my monitor sounded fine to me). and then c shift played so since it was hunter's last time playing for them i decided to be nice and dance till i dropped (which i eventually did) with alex, so i danced so long and so much that it was like running a mile (equally exhilarating, at least). so now i'm sore and tired. and i didn't find anything at all at buffalo exchange today and it was really busy and i hate when the preps that go in there because they think it's a costume shop talk loudly and super annoyingly. sooo now i'm just feeling like this:&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWFJUpT5XtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/RZCe2KyqB6I/s320/180px-Bradypus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287588056545189586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm listening to sonic youth's daydream nation. i dunno...everybody hypes them up so much and then doesn't and then i'm like, "eh, if i listened to them in the late 80s early 90s, i probs would like them." and i was born in the early 90s soooo i was watching scooby doo and crying and being me and my little precious kid self. so yeah, i'm not too hot about sonic youth. bahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do love, however, the movie control. i finally watched it thursday night and wowowowowow it's amazing. the fact that it's shot in b&amp;amp;w makes it cool, as well as the fact that the kid who played ian looks exactly like ian did (a bit prettier, maybe). sooo it made me want to listen to joy division, and i'm doing so right now. woo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWGHDbT0koI/AAAAAAAAAI0/n8BlsycJ82o/s1600-h/Control_film_1_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWGHDbT0koI/AAAAAAAAAI0/n8BlsycJ82o/s320/Control_film_1_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287655930449924738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh, pointless post. i just felt like doing something other than staring off into space listening to the national...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. the coolness of the first picture is the work of &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/iandaniel/"&gt;this kid&lt;/a&gt; who lives in oklahoma i think....how boring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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suck'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SWGHZ8YrjTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JQTujTVFGMQ/s72-c/2734199163_2ee9e6a03a_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-4021310483797275294</id><published>2008-12-31T11:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:46:34.595-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>new year's resolutions</title><content type='html'>they are a bit overrated, seeing as i've known hardly anyone who has kept them (including me). but, this year, i'm at my wit's end with myself. i've been far too depressed and unconfident, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those things&lt;/span&gt; are something i can change by myself. of course, it won't be easy, but i can at least try (moral support, anyone?). every time i feel an urge to ridicule myself, or think i'm stupid/unattractive/weird, etc., i'll try to stop and say to myself, "no, you aren't. listen to the people who keep telling you you are beautiful and smart." i will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; take insults, and i will be impervious to what people say (except when i really am being stupid and i'm hurting someone). i will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; hurt myself emotionally. i'm a good person. i'm a nice person. i'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; and i will be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;. my motto for 2009 is "i can do it". and i know i can. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is my resolution (uuhh, besides running 2 miles every day that i can haha). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-4021310483797275294?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/4021310483797275294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=4021310483797275294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4021310483797275294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4021310483797275294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-years-resolutions.html' title='new year&apos;s resolutions'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-6319329811022737532</id><published>2008-12-30T13:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:46:51.107-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>ryan gosling is in a band.</title><content type='html'>it's probably really old news in the blogosphere, but whatever. seeing as he's one of my favorite actors, and is obviously just a cool guy all around, i was interested to see what his music sounded like. his band's name is dead man's bones, and they only have released one song on their myspace, but what a song it is! it sounds a bit like the magnetic fields with devendra banhart on halloween, to me, but hear for yourself:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=48956937"&gt;In The Room Where You Sleep (live video version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=48956937,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=48956937,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool, right? right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-6319329811022737532?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/6319329811022737532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=6319329811022737532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6319329811022737532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6319329811022737532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/12/ryan-gosling-is-in-band.html' title='ryan gosling is in a band.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-3590284368221784831</id><published>2008-12-13T10:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:37:38.043-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='films'/><title type='text'>the band's visit and m</title><content type='html'>so last weekend, i watched two really amazing movies. they are completely unrelated, except for the fact that both are foreign. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first, "M", is a german thriller from 1931, and fritz lang's first sound film. it's about a child psycho murderer in berlin; the police cannot locate him, nor do they know who he is. whenever he sees a lone child, he goes under a sort of trance, and starts whistling "in the hall of the mountain king", that ever-creepy tune by edvard grieg. he wins over the child he is about to kill by buying them candy, balloons, and the like. it is shot beautifully, with interesting looks and not too much talking, which just makes the movie even creepier (and much more noir-like). overall, the movie is great, with just the right amount of suspense to keep you interested and scared. i definitely recommend everyone watches it-you will love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SUQAkR8Bf0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/JP8d6jsUwfE/s1600-h/M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SUQAkR8Bf0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/JP8d6jsUwfE/s400/M.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279345286475513666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second, "the band's visit", is an israeli film, about a certain alexandria ceremonial police orchestra, who go to play in petah tiqva at an arab cultural center. the band arrive in israel from egypt, but accidentally end up in bet hatikva (apparently a fictional town in the negev desert). one bad thing after another happens to them, as they try to get to the right town to play the show and represent their  country to the israelis. the orchestra, consisting of 8 men, play traditional arab music, which obviously enticed me, because i adore arabian music. it's hilarious, sad, thoughtful, and will leave you smiling. the characters speak arabic, hebrew and english to each other, which is awesome. the music is, of course, wonderful, and the end is just epic. whether you play an instrument, are arab or jewish (then i love you), or are just into cute, funny foreign films, then watch this. please, it's just wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SUQAkPCHBEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PNj62VVA1us/s1600-h/Bands_Visit_Film_Review-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SUQAkPCHBEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PNj62VVA1us/s400/Bands_Visit_Film_Review-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279345285695734850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 357px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-3590284368221784831?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/3590284368221784831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=3590284368221784831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3590284368221784831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/3590284368221784831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/12/bands-visit-and-m.html' title='the band&apos;s visit and m'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SUQAkR8Bf0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/JP8d6jsUwfE/s72-c/M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-1705790857763530609</id><published>2008-12-05T21:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:47:22.664-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>only when the goal is unattainable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; do i start to feel like i'm losing myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and this deep secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;that hasn't come out yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is buried down deep with the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i can't coerce you into this one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;jealousy lay all your spells to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i'll choose unloved instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;if only songs were sung to guide the doubtful ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;beyond the rough where not as much is good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;and if you find yourself amongst the lonely ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;i will be waiting here with open arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;i can't coerce you into this one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;jealousy lay all your spells to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;i'll choose unloved instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;unattainable is my most favorite song right now. i know i've already done two posts about little joy, but ahh, this song is just amazing. i'm singing it all the time now, it's crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-1705790857763530609?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/1705790857763530609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=1705790857763530609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1705790857763530609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1705790857763530609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/12/only-when-goal-is-unattainable.html' title='only when the goal is unattainable'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-6602479751065432971</id><published>2008-12-02T14:07:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:27:43.292-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>binki and fab and me nathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STWWLpfgNtI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UVJoi4tPDMY/s400/Nate_lyd_binkie%28little+joy%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275287665395119826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STWYdqPvdQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/YR6eLrpRAOo/s400/Nate_lyd_Fab%28little+joy%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275290173858346242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disregard my head in the picture with fab. obviously, the person who took the picture (with a lousy camera, may i say) wanted to focus more on fab than me in all my short nerdiness (i do not blame that person). also disregard my lousy expression in both pictures. haha...can you tell i was excited! my glasses are the most gigantic things in the universe. seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yes i was too lazy to go back and edit the past post in which i talked about the concert, so i just decided to make a new post. woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-6602479751065432971?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/6602479751065432971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=6602479751065432971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6602479751065432971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6602479751065432971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/12/binki-and-fab-and-me-nathan.html' title='binki and fab and me nathan'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STWWLpfgNtI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UVJoi4tPDMY/s72-c/Nate_lyd_binkie%28little+joy%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-5449597124667404908</id><published>2008-11-29T12:43:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:41:55.754-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>things and stuff</title><content type='html'>first, i finished the blind assassin by margaret atwood yesterday. it's become one of my favorite books ever. it's just incredibly well written and it's such an amazing story. the book centers around iris chase and her sister, laura, and their lives, as told through iris as an old woman. the novel contains a story within a story, called the blind assassin, which is a sort of science fiction love story, as tragically entertaining as irs' depiction of her life. i will only tell you that, because you kind of have to ignorantly dive into the book head first to fully enjoy it, i think. anyway, it's everything i love in a book mixed into one big novel. and though it took me a while to get through it (usually i finish a good book in a few days, but this one took me more than 3 months, due to school), it was completely worth the time once i finished it. i definitely recommend it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly, i watched the boy in the striped pajamas this afternoon. it is so sad..no matter how many books or movies i read or see on WWII, the tragedy never fails to move me, or to make me think about how privileged i am not to have ever been persecuted for, well, anything. the story gives an interesting (and awfully sad) view of auschwitz from the perspective of an eight-year-old boy and his family. his father is a nazi commander general who lives with his wife, the little boy, and his daughter, in berlin. they move to the countryside, which displeases bruno (the little boy), and he soon finds that he can see a concentration camp and its prisoners from his window. apparently, he doesn't know what goes on at the camp (he thinks the prisoners are farmers, and the camp is a farm). in this way, the story is extremely tragic (the story itself as well as the events are very very tragic indeed), showing the ignorance of the commander's family. the awful secret of what the nazis were doing to the jews in the camp was kept from the family, and the commander (as well as the daughter's and bruno's tutor) teaches them  that what he is doing is for the best of the country, leading everyone to a better world. it really shows the awfulness of the holocaust, but not in a usual way. i've never seen or read anything quite like this movie. it is definitely worth watching, and i'd love to read the book now, though it seems like the movie stayed pretty true to the book. also! if you are itching to read a really good book on the holocaust, read night by elie wiesel. it isn't too graphic (that i remember? i haven't read it in a few years) and gives a horrifying, well written look into elie's life at auschwitz, when he was about 15. this man (and his book) is such an inspiration to me, he's unbelievably wonderful. (not to mention the cutest old jew you ever did see! [and this is coming from a girl who is in love with every jew she sees!])&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and onto a much more shallow, happier subject: i also cut my hair this week. it's insanely short, and of course i have no pictures yet. but i am really enjoying it, it's nice not to have to wash my hair at all ever again (i kid i kid, i have washed it every single day. i am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; much of a clean freak). anyway, i think (hope?) it looks good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, i'm sure everyone knows now that i have been diagnosed with acquired pediatric hypothyroidism?? yeah. it's such a relief to know that i'm not a hypochondriac. but i haven't gotten any medz yet, so i'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt; until i get those. haha. i'm so tired. (but now i feel guilty for complaining about that because i just saw a holocaust movie and everyone was way more tired/starved than i could even ever think about being. arrrrrg.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, as a conclusion to this weird post filled with weird things, i really hope that, in maybe 40 years, when the holocaust will be an extremely old topic, when none of its survivors will be living, when everyone will turn their attention to more important things, someone will be there to urge people to remember the stories, remember the tragedy, and face what was so so incredibly awful and heart-wrenching. when elie's manuscript that he had written, un di velt hot geshivgn (and the world remained silent), was rejected by publishers, they said it was too morbid, and that no one would want to hear the stories. as stupid as that sounds (to me), it could happen again. in time, people forget, and they don't want to hear morbid details and, well, the plain truth. i hope that people years from now will listen to the stories of persecuted jews long ago, and apply it to the present.  it is important to hear these stories, and make sure it never happens again (ahem, darfur), even though there are plenty of evil people in this world, and there will continue to be plenty of evil people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-5449597124667404908?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/5449597124667404908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=5449597124667404908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5449597124667404908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5449597124667404908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-and-stuff.html' title='things and stuff'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8998148461602364992</id><published>2008-11-28T11:06:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:26:12.085-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>november 26, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STA-e1ecXKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Qy4KHfUN3uc/s1600-h/3063117977_afe78e39f8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STA-e1ecXKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Qy4KHfUN3uc/s400/3063117977_afe78e39f8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273783863122615458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little joy, my new favorite group of people, played at the lounge on elm st. (4 blocks away from my house!) on wednesday night, with their friends the dead trees (and another band, the cocky americans). the concert was  practically perfect in every way: despite my extreme lack of love for the american peeps (weird voice, their songs all sound the same [and the songs weren't good to begin with]), despite the trees' and little joy's lack of soundcheck time (therefore sound problems for the first part of their sets), and despite the insanely loud music between bands (therefore preventing anyone to talk), it was wonderful. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so. let's skip right to the dead trees' set, shall we? i hadn't seen these guys since over a year ago, when i saw them open for albert hammond jr. at the cambridge room*. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; set, in june 2007, was amazing. i had no idea what they would be like now, since i admit i hadn't listened much to their new record or ep that had come out in that time. but i knew it would probably be good, knowing them. and boy, was it good! it was wonderful, although they didn't sound &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; like how they sounded a year ago. i really really liked their set, and they were just as fun and happy and crazy as ever, even though my brother didn't think so (dunno why). afterwards, lead singer guy (i'm ashamed i don't know his name by now arrrg) even said he remembered us! haha. i don't see how since he was a lil out of it last time. anyway, i was greatly pleased with how they sounded, and they &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;efini&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tely &lt;/span&gt;got me excited to see little joy after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though little joy only played about 12 songs (correct me if i'm wrong, i didn't get the setlist), the short set was absolutely amazing. they were happy, excited, ADORABLE, and at what seemed was their best. i don't know how they could have gotten any better. (a little side note: fab said "what's your name", talking to me, "lydia? what a pretty name". heehee why don't you just kill me, fabrizio! [no one ever says my name is pretty and for fab to say it? ahhhh]) the dead trees played with them as a backing band (matt romano was on drums, i was so so so so so excited! and i said hey to him like 183787 times hahah), which made the music so much more epic. nathan and i sang so loudly and were just in heaven. absolute heaven. binki/rodrigo/fab all had wonderful voices and even though i couldn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;hear binki (she couldn't either), she was charming, as they all were. here are some pictures of the set: (yes, i did steal them off of mac's &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/32811449@N05/sets/72157610222869753/"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt;! sorry, mac, haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAtQbnZhUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1IZ0oLH31W8/s320/3063137309_01c6f8b7ce_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273764923965015362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAtk9S1lLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BciDN-8Kweo/s320/3063136099_09cda39bf9_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273765276602963122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAt3jbQAOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/J3dP0K6P0K4/s320/3063125193_172ee12b97_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273765596076441826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAuG7q_gcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/341NZ1xEi3A/s320/3063965962_59c9a14413_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273765860282958274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAuYsYDYgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5I8BO5LejvQ/s1600-h/3063130107_53c467052b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAuYsYDYgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5I8BO5LejvQ/s320/3063130107_53c467052b_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273766165414633986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAuniFoc2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/8Yco5lgj4RI/s1600-h/3063963614_012c3b4ea3_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAuniFoc2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/8Yco5lgj4RI/s320/3063963614_012c3b4ea3_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273766420351054690" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAvJsOw9qI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WPfgTgeBYXI/s1600-h/3063142677_8a05588141_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAvJsOw9qI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WPfgTgeBYXI/s320/3063142677_8a05588141_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273767007189268130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAvtdQDkSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kQudt8UXZDo/s1600-h/3063133671_796c6c3474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STAvtdQDkSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kQudt8UXZDo/s320/3063133671_796c6c3474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273767621643440418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(we would have definitely gotten better pictures if sofía had been there, but alas, she was not)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the set had ended, we waited (and waited and waited) to meet binki and fab and rodrigo, and finally, we got their attention (after many die-hard strokes fans wouldn't leave any of them alone). they are all incredibly nice and huggable and approachable. i felt completely at ease, and totally not like the adoring crazy fan-who-is-in-love-with-members-of-the-band that i am. all in all, they were talented, beautiful, nice, and fun, which made for an outstanding concert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*now pontiac garage, what kinda name is that? i despise the hob people. they seem to think they're better than everyone else, just by having ugly art and weirdly named venues. though i'm grateful that the hob music hall is an alternative to nokia for bigger bands (i really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; despise arenas and gigantic venues like nokia), and that the kills and bands like them can play the teeny tiny "pontiac garage".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8998148461602364992?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8998148461602364992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8998148461602364992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8998148461602364992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8998148461602364992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-26-2008.html' title='november 26, 2008'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/STA-e1ecXKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Qy4KHfUN3uc/s72-c/3063117977_afe78e39f8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-1174048758261821009</id><published>2008-11-24T13:42:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:25:50.006-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>a post to past the time</title><content type='html'>so i'm not sure why i'm posting this, but i've been surfing the blogosphere all day, and i guess that influences me to post. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so. first, i want to say something to everyone who plans on ringing our doorbell: we won't hear you. no one is ever on that floor and on the off chance that someone &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;on that floor, it would most likely be either 1. my mom, who would be sewing or cooking, therefore not hearing the ring, 2. myself, who would be watching house/heroes, therefore &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; too lazy/not in the mood to get up and open the door, or 3. nathan, who would be in the kitchen, probably watching some weird video or listening to something, therefore not hearing the ring. so call the house phone or my phone or whomever you might want to call, and have us open the BACK door, where hippies come in (a joke only a certain few would get).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SSsNlDIuRWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9laIynt6dnM/s320/180px-Lion_Head_Doorbell,_Venice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272322718915511650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(that's an old doorbell from venice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly, it is thanksgiving break. woohoo. well it technically starts tomorrow, seeing as that is when my school week would normally start, but whatevz (when do i ever say that heehee!). and so far it's been uneventful, boring. for example: i have a doctor's appointment at 3:30 which consists of me getting toooons of blood tests done, blah blah blah, really boring and worthless (just give me vitamins and iron supplements and acquired pediatric hypothyroid medicine and be done with it!). also i have, o n my desk, three things: a dr. pepper can (empty, how sad), a wrapper from a kashi cereal bar (my breakfast), and a water bottle (empty as well). OH and bethany's ipod, which i still haven't uploaded songs onto. aarrrrrrg. therefore, this shows that i am SO BORED. i also have like 821973 blogs up in 821973 tabs. and a GIGANTIC run in my hoes which i am wearing right now! aaaarrg. also, facebook is being boring to me, and i WANT TO DO SOMETHING TODAY BESIDES SIT/DO OTHER BORING THINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SSsOF92xAAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/I1Sp9Y0Vh0A/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272323284433698818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(bored cat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry. enough complaining. it's entertaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hair cut?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SSsJw63PoYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OGETH93J_Ss/s320/agyness-deyn-20080404-396053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272318524806635906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, i know everybody and their mom has gotten/wishes to don aggyness deyn hair, BUT i am part of that everybody and their mom. plus, i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; sport a mullet right now, haha:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SSsLVglqGtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9QQ-_pE99do/s320/n1266803107_181715_9100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272320252920339154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MULLET-FUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(taken on saturday. and yeah, i edited it, just because i LOVE green [i kid])&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, haircut time! i am obviously trying to look as much like a boy as i possibly can, hah. i already have the clothes! anyway, here are some boyish pictures of me and my hair and my no-makeup-ed-face today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SSsRP15C5RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bjeZn9g5_Ls/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SSsRP15C5RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bjeZn9g5_Ls/s320/Photo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272326752629351698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SSsRmUq_IyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/apIl67-WQaI/s1600-h/Photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SSsRmUq_IyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/apIl67-WQaI/s320/Photo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272327138849006370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SSsR8TjiH9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/6VLuHBOmv9w/s320/Photo+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272327516506431442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(hehe, fat face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, my hair is SO LONG. AGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so can you tell i'm bored? i want to watch juno for the 8th time. and i most definitely do NOT want to go to the doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watch these (i love love this band):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="339" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1kfaq"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1kfaq" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="339" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1kfaq"&gt;S2 - Coming Soon - Just a child&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/lablogotheque"&gt;lablogotheque&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="339" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1kf6f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1kf6f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="339" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1kf6f"&gt;S2 - Coming Soon - Home Blues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/lablogotheque"&gt;lablogotheque&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="339" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1kew0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1kew0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="339" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1kew0"&gt;S2 - Coming Soon - What You’ve Left...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/lablogotheque"&gt;lablogotheque&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, that's all for now. i have to go. bye bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-1174048758261821009?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/1174048758261821009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=1174048758261821009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1174048758261821009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1174048758261821009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/11/post-to-past-time.html' title='a post to past the time'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SSsNlDIuRWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9laIynt6dnM/s72-c/180px-Lion_Head_Doorbell,_Venice.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-1044003983498381307</id><published>2008-11-22T14:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:43:22.174-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>november 14, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, last friday, of montreal came and played in dallas. the show was amazing, but what was really amazing was what they did after the show. the band, their peeps, and 10 or 15 kids, gathered around with two acoustic guitars and sang about 7 old of montreal songs. it was great fun, despite the cold (which almost none of us were dressed for). i was fortunate enough to be part of it, though i was probably singing harmonies like an idiot and dancing and clapping and, well, just being extremely happy. at the end of the actual show, kevin had said "thanks for letting us be ourselves!" which is definitely what we all were during those 45 minutes outside the venue. here are the only videos i could find of the show...i didn't have a camera, sadly. the videos don't capture the real magic of the songs, or the environment (too bad we didn't have vincent moon to document the whole thing haha), but it's something!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; 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font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-1044003983498381307?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/1044003983498381307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=1044003983498381307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1044003983498381307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1044003983498381307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-14-2008.html' title='november 14, 2008'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8901272876931016547</id><published>2008-11-21T18:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:45:26.349-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>it's beginning to feel a lot like christmas?</title><content type='html'>IT IS SO COLD TODAY. apparently, it's 47 degrees outside right now. CRAZY. I LOVE IT.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love christmas. mainly for the cold and the time of from school (yay! but it also means that from january 6th to april 17, i won't get a break), but still. it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. the cold weather/commencement of holiday propaganda (ahem, ads. people are trying desperately to stretch their dollar and yet they are still buying gigantic blow-up santas to put in their front yard. i have to admit, though, the santas are so amusing.) is obviously making me think of christmas (even though it's a month away and i still have 3 weeks left of school). i absolutely DETEST the cheesy cheese lame gross ew ew bad bad christmas music everyone plays. not surprising, eh? i'm so critical, music-wise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhow, i love love love love love listening to music from the 40s around christmas time. for some reason, anytime i hear glenn miller, it makes me want hot chocolate and a blanket. dunno why. but now i really want to listen to 40s music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course, there's always sufjan stevens' songs for christmas to listen to...speaking of sufjan, he hasn't done anything in a long while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8901272876931016547?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8901272876931016547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8901272876931016547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8901272876931016547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8901272876931016547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-beginning-to-feel-lot-like.html' title='it&apos;s beginning to feel a lot like christmas?'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8939139684304592303</id><published>2008-11-15T22:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:45:46.557-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>weeell</title><content type='html'>i suppose this has become more of a journal-type thing more than an actual blog (not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entirely&lt;/span&gt; my fault, seeing as i can now say i've told tons o' peeps about this). but i guess that's for the better. not having any readers (except &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, sofía) does have its perks! for example:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i can embarrass myself immensely in posts and not feel like a total loser! because sof already makes fun of me/abuses me/recognizes that i am a loser. therefore, NO SHAME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i don't have to worry about pleasing any readers, or making vlogs, or posting any remotely interesting posts! ever! therefore, NO PRESSURE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i can freely live in blissful ignorance of my boringness due to my (slightly) boring life, for i wouldn't have any readers to bring me back to reality! therefore, NO CHANGE (oh the sarcasm).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't think of any more perks but i'm SURE  there are some! i'll stay positive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8939139684304592303?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8939139684304592303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8939139684304592303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8939139684304592303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8939139684304592303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/11/weeell.html' title='weeell'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8528955522284721490</id><published>2008-10-28T16:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:40:50.546-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>jews are premium.</title><content type='html'>mark ronson is a jew. he is premium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;simon amstell is a jew. he is also premium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which makes for a great episode of never mind the buzzcocks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in other words, season 22, episode 1! yay. of course it's not the same without bill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i had bbc two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iBOZfZpwovc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iBOZfZpwovc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-S56K9250zg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-S56K9250zg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-qpZIlvITA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-qpZIlvITA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8528955522284721490?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8528955522284721490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8528955522284721490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8528955522284721490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8528955522284721490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/10/jews-are-premium.html' title='jews are premium.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-4639670619463864684</id><published>2008-10-18T10:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:40:07.458-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>decisions, decisions</title><content type='html'>halloween is coming upon us. el dia del los muertos. vampire weekend. what-have-you. &lt;div&gt;and guess what. i'm having a party. so obviously, i need a costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i don't know what costume. i was originally thinking andy warhol, since i've got the glasses and could dye my hair silver platinum. but then i, being my lazy self, decided that would be too much trouble, and who wants to wear pants anyway? ha, not me! (i never wear pants). so then i was like, "omgz, i could totally dress as a girl in the 20s going to play cricket." so i've been set on that until NOW when i saw this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SPn84q0aWSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mMMHkdGUvQ8/s320/96452_coco5_122_89lo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258512090428758306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SPn-h9MHbdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VFhou5ZMF_Q/s320/ITALIAVOGUE2007GIU24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258513899246284242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now i'm all, "ahh i want to be a harlequin-mime thing! with argyle weird  stuff and ruffles and big shirts and little bloomer-type pants ahh." but where does one get harlequin-mime clothings without looking stupid? i suppose i could just wear fancy clothes and checkers and face paint and stuff. but would i look just normal? maybe i shouldn't dress so strangely on a regular basis, so that i can look the part. ha, right, fat chance i'll be dressing normal soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i'll have to decide that soon, seeing as it's two weeks away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and another matter: i have no readers, because obviously i haven't reached out to one of the 23342 blogs i read, asking to tag me or just commenting or whatever. i'm too shy! ahhh! i hope this problem, along with the costume dilemma, will soon be solved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-4639670619463864684?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/4639670619463864684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=4639670619463864684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4639670619463864684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4639670619463864684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/10/decisions-decisions.html' title='decisions, decisions'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SPn84q0aWSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mMMHkdGUvQ8/s72-c/96452_coco5_122_89lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-7647705000076599207</id><published>2008-10-07T23:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:28:18.345-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>une revue</title><content type='html'>let me begin by vowing that i will cut to the chase and tell you what this is going to be about instead of continuing to talk about nothing of any importance and looking like an idiot, like i always do:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically, this is a review of a really cool, unique ep by a really cool, unique musician (this is already getting lame, sorry). the musician, aria c jalali, is a guy who lives in san francisco and why do you need to know anything else, that in itself shows he's cool. i came upon this musician's music via the oh so wonderful world of myspace in early 2007 sometime. i can't remember what happened after that, but i do know that i really loved his music. so after listening to the stuff for many months, in october of 2007, i thought, "hey, why not do something worthwhile to keep myself entertained, since i'm always so bored! why not create a fansite for aria! woo." or something like that. so, yeah, i created &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ariacjalaliinc"&gt;railcarsinc.&lt;/a&gt; (back then it was jalaliinc or something). and i've had a lovely time giving, uh, moral support to what has now become a complete band, called &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/railcarsmusc"&gt;railcars&lt;/a&gt;! the band now includes aria, biljana mirkovski, dasha bulatova, and shaw waters. hooray! they are wonderful, and have just released a new ep titled cities vs. submarines, which everyone should get NOW (of course, i haven't gotten around to buying the actual vinyl yet myself...but disregard my procrastination). so now, without further ado, here is the review:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i listen to the ep, it plays out (to me, at least) like a book, or a really cool movie...the first song, there is ice; it is blue, is sort of like if you were diving underwater, and kept diving  till you came upon this whole city under there, and it's really beautiful, and the fishes are dancing and stuff (that made it sound way more trippy than it really is, it's more glorious than trippy). just when you think it's too good to be true, it gets better as the ep progresses. it's incredibly entertaining and energetic. and while some "energetic" eps and albums can be too tiring and wear the listener out, this proves to be quite the opposite. you (or at least i) want to listen to it over and over again, and i don't think it's possible not to dance while listening to cities vs. submarines. it takes you on such an enjoyable ride- as a whole, it is epic and marvelous, but the individual songs can stand alone and are simply great. of course, this is not the best ep i've ever heard (the way i'm talking may seem like i think it is), but this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; one of the best eps i've heard in a while. i'm not surprised that aria has made such great songs, but i am surprised by how unique they are. you can compare it to whatever you like, but i don't even know what to compare it to (which may show that i know a lot less about a wide range of music than some people do, but still). i recommend you listen to this ep, and not just because i love the band, but because the music provides a wonderful adventure in listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-7647705000076599207?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/7647705000076599207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=7647705000076599207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7647705000076599207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/7647705000076599207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/10/une-revue.html' title='une revue'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-2714384422740402515</id><published>2008-10-05T23:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:38:59.343-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>austin city limits 2008 hooray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i spent this past weekend frolicking about acl. so, i met a lot of wonderful musician peeps whom i admire, and i danced among a whole lot of hipster peeps who had great clothes. and of course, i indulged in the wonderful food i'd been missing for a year. aside from the food, general happiness, and people that go along with being there, the acts were AMAZING. maybe the sound was a tad bit off for some unfortunate players, or the slightly uncomfortable weather (even though it was amazing weather considering it's still summer in texas) bothered other players (ahem, ms. mosshart, the poor overheated soul who will not take off one of her 343 shirts even though she's about to faint), but overall, all of the musicians i saw played great shows. i was a bit lazier than i thought i would be (i only saw 8 shows, even though i could have seen 14), but i had an awesome time. so, here's my review of the weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FRIDAY-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the first thing i made sure i did when i got to acl on friday morning was to meet the lovely boys of vampire weekend. they are adorable. especially ezra. eeh, i am a fangirl, though i'm not nearly as bad as some people. but really, they are wonderful and not how i thought they'd be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the second event of the day was the vampire weekend set. one word: perfect. seriously flawless. they put on a really great show and all of them can engage their fans so well just by playing their music. i really wish i had seen them at rubber gloves last november (i stayed home that night they played in denton, regretting that i didn't go)! oh well. it might have been my favorite show of the entire weekend. maybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i went on to m. ward, a little while after that. this was the first time i'd seen him, even though i've loved him for a really long &lt;span class="to_transl_class" title="Click to correct" id="4"&gt;time, so i was ecstatic. even more exciting than the fact that it was the first time for me to see him play was the show itself. he's so interesting to watch, and he played so many of my favorite songs. i felt sort of idiotic for acting like an insane, crazed fan, but i don't care because it was marvelous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="transl_class" title="Click to correct" id="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;after m. ward ended, sofía and i obtained a premium spot at the front to see jenny lewis. we were obviously ecstatic about this, since our love for jenny had been renewed after meeting her back in june (before then, we were saddened by rilo kiley's new sound and look, but then we saw them play and regretted what we'd said). the set was wonderful. i hadn't listened to acid tongue much before we saw her, but after seeing a lot of the songs live, i knew it had to be good. and she played rise up with fists!!, so i was happy. the next messiah was awesome, and jason boesel thought so, too (he was watching from backstage). i was also overjoyed to find out jenny has a girl drummer named barbara, and later when we met her (barbara), i found out she is extremely nice, too. so overall it was really, really enjoyable and i didn't even mind that i missed some of david byrne's set to watch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so, obviously, next i watched david byrne, from way far away. it was AMAZING because he played a lot of talking heads songs, and i thought he'd stick more to brian eno and his solo stuff. and it was also entertaining to watch everyone around me dance strangely. it seems mr. byrne brings out the weirdness in everybody. he has all the energy and coolness he had back in his heyday. it was definitely worth seeing him, his music has been so influential to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;finally, i saw the swell season's set, which was good, not wonderful, but good. i think i would have liked it better if i had been less worn out and congested, but nonetheless, they were nice. and i was kind of falling asleep by that time, anyway...i don't remember much about that last show. ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SATURDAY-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;we decided to sleep in on saturday and did not see fleet foxes (although i heard their set yesterday on xmu and it was good). we were content with seeing css at 3:30, and although my bandmates do not particularly like css, i really liked their set. i think partly why i like them is because they remind me so much of my brazilian aunt, it's hilarious. except my aunt isn't in a band and speaks way less english than they do. anyway, it was great and i admire their showmanship, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so we sat in the sand and rested for an hour before we were going to see mgmt. but, unfortunately, we did not realize that mgmt is 3498x more popular than they were last november when we saw them open for of montreal. i swear, every single hipster and stoner who wasn't at spiritualized came to watch mgmt. it was insanely crowded. so we got out of the sea of people as fast as we could and went to go get up close for the conor oberst and the mystic valley band show, which was awesome. it was quite fun and i wish i could have seen the show at la zona rosa on sunday, but, alas, i was lacking in tickets. jason boesel is wonderful, i adore him. just sayin'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the first (and only) show we went to on sunday was the kills. they were great, but not as great as they were at the cambridge room in may. seeing as they're way cooler than me and live in london, i say they are allowed to be as fussy as they were on sunday.  halfway through their set, alison was bent over on the stage and couldn't stand the heat. i can sympathize with her, but also, it was 87 degrees that day. seriously. i'm not sure she knew she was in texas...or that she would be playing in the sun, at 1:30. and it wasn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; hot. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;she was wearing pants and boots and at least two shirts. of course, she was hung over as well, so i guess that would add to the hotness, but still. i love her regardless, it just confused me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so we watched a couple of bands while chilling out, waiting until an appropriate time to leave to go hang around outside la zona rosa, since the kills canceled their autograph signing. we left at 4 and went straight to the venue, just in time to see conor oberst walking across the street. we ran and shyly shook hands with him, and talked with him for a few minutes, before many other scary fans tackled him. so that was cool. we decided to wait around and see who else we could meet. we ended up meeting jonathan rice and barbara and nate walcott and i waved to jason for i was too shy to go up and talk to him and also to farmer dave and his nice hats and little skateboarding skillz. we decided not to bother jenny, seeing as she ran straight to her bus. but that afternoon was really nice, we met some sane fans and stuff, it was cool. and so went our time at acl 2008. i can't wait 'till next year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-2714384422740402515?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/2714384422740402515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=2714384422740402515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/2714384422740402515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/2714384422740402515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/10/austin-city-limits-2008-hooray.html' title='austin city limits 2008 hooray!'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-224522781774832533</id><published>2008-09-20T16:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:38:31.968-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>writing</title><content type='html'>i love writing, obviously. i started this blog mainly because of that. but throughout my life, i'm probably going to be faced with the words "written off topic" on essays and papers. i'm not sure i can help writing "off topic" much. because what i'm good at, and what i always do, is creative writing. i think of something along the lines of the topic and just expound, pouring my words out onto the paper, speaking my mind about things. which i thought was good, isn't it? i guess not. i want to write for my own pleasure, give me something to write about and i'll just go for it. but stay on topic? maybe not. i'm always talking, and i really want to talk about things that interest me or don't interest me, and why. i hate writing on things that i can't write about. if i were to do an essay on dogs being man's best friend, for example, i wouldn't have anything to say. at all. this is what i have to say about dogs in general: "dogs are mammals who are all pretty stupid except for the few smart ones who provide some entertainment. the especially sinister ones eat children and stink and slobber all over carpets. i don't see how they are man's best friend, unless man is as strange as the dog. the end." what i'd rather study and write about, would be sinister dogs with rabies. that would be interesting. but i wouldn't be staying on topic, would i? i'm perplexed with this issue. i love to write, but if something doesn't interest me, how can i write about it? and how can i stay on topic if i hardly know what the topic is?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-224522781774832533?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/224522781774832533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=224522781774832533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/224522781774832533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/224522781774832533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/09/writing.html' title='writing'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-1097650806558067024</id><published>2008-09-16T17:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:38:08.585-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>giant papillary conjunctivitis! woohoo!</title><content type='html'>hi guys. i am a dork. officially. i mean, the title just screams that, huh. i came to this realization (no i shall not spell it the brit way, even though i usually do since i'm an anglophile, because that will make me look like more of a dork, eh) by realizing these two facts about myself:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. i was about to post another post on how i am filled with IRE and STRESS because i received an 80 (out of 100) on an essay i wrote. now, i do have my reasons on why this has made me so angry/sad/stressed, including, but not limited to:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;thought i did an amazing job on the seemingly easy essay, the reasons the teacher gave in explanation for my grade were almost &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;completely &lt;/span&gt;pointless, i don't even know what the teacher wants from me, in terms of my essays, anymore, at all, which puts me in an even &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt; place, i was sick (YES! SICK! IMAGINE THAT!) on the day the teacher discussed the essay (therefore not getting the lecture on it,  IMAGINE THAT! YES!), the person next to me who is somewhat less experienced in writing due to not reading anything, ever, and not writing anything, ever (whereas i've been reading three books at least every month for nearly all my life, and have been writing things for nearly all my life) and the essay was the first legit essay i wrote for the teacher. still, it shows i'm a dork. not only have i failed my standards in the 3rd week of school, but i have also proven myself to be the person in the class who freaks out when they make a B. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. i went to the ophthalmologist  yesterday (that in itself shows i'm a dork), and was diagnosed with giant papillary conjunctivitis. most people can't even pronounce those words. it's an infection, sort of like pink eye but a lot worse and different. my upper eyelid is infected, it's gotten extremely thick (don't know how, or why that's bad), to where, if you were to look at it, it's very, very red and you can't see the capillaries. uninfected eyelids are whiter and you can see the capillaries. but on mine, you can't. so it could actually make me blind, if i kept wearing contacts. obviously i don't want to be blind, so i'm having to wear glasses perpetually, or well, until the infection goes away. even then, i have to be extra extra careful, because it could come back. this infection's kind of like any other infection-it makes me sick, because my immune system is down. this could be why i've not felt completely well for the past 6 months. so besides showing me to be a dork, it's painful,  gross, and scary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so that's what's up, that's why i'm a dork. i know this post is pretty bird's-songs-ish, but oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;count on seeing another rather ehhhh unhappy post tomorrow, i've finally got a scheduled post! wahoo! right, and there's no readers for me to schedule it for. :(( bah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh, actually, i've got two scheduled posts: soon, i'm going to do a post on my loverly friend aria's newish albumish thing, titled cities vs. submarines, which you all should listen to &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/railcarsmusic"&gt;now!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;THANK YOU, BRIGHTON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i wish &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-1097650806558067024?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/1097650806558067024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=1097650806558067024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1097650806558067024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/1097650806558067024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/09/giant-papillary-conjunctivitis-woohoo.html' title='giant papillary conjunctivitis! woohoo!'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-6332344144747099138</id><published>2008-09-06T11:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:28:44.016-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='films'/><title type='text'>el laberinto del fauno</title><content type='html'>i watched pan's labyrinth last night.  i think the english title should have kept true to the spanish one, and should have been faun's labyrinth, but that is the only thing i didn't like. it was beautiful, haunting, gruesome, magical, and sad. ivana baquero played ofelia really, really well. actually, i thought all the acting was wonderful, from every character. it was a modern-day fairy tale, that faced serious issues as well. i love a good anti-fascist movie! and the fact that it's spanish was cool, i could understand [some of] it (which is surprising seeing as i haven't had bi-weekly spanish lesson for 3 months), and i remembered how much i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; hearing people speak spanish, especially castilian. the monsters (mr. faun and pale man, as well as captain vidal!) were fabulous creatures, things that could make you scared just by looking at them, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;especially &lt;/span&gt;the pale man. so all in all it was a marvelous movie, definitely worth seeing! i loved it. and i'm going to end now because i just read over what i've written and it sounds really "oh yes, i am intellectual, oh yes, if you want to talk about politics and the franco regime, i'm your girl!" but that is not what i want to put across because i am so humble like that (not really). well, and i don't want to talk about politics, no thank you. i'm not against them or whatever, i don't think they are super boring, i'd just much rather talk about a lot of things that aren't politics. ah, ok. i'm so scared someone's going to come along and hear me talk about how i don't like talking about politics as much as everyone else does, and they'll be all upon me (all upon me? i don't know why i just said that.), saying "you are ignorant and blahablhablha because you think politics are boring, you are so juvenile, blahablhabh". anyway. what was my point? oh yeah, pan's labyrinth. it's gooood, see it!&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SMK0Tv91AeI/AAAAAAAAADo/ylli-QkzpA4/s320/pans-labyrinth-400a0320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242951167598985698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo what up, hombre pálido! you be hungry for some niñas, ehh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-6332344144747099138?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/6332344144747099138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=6332344144747099138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6332344144747099138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/6332344144747099138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/09/el-laberinto-del-fauno.html' title='el laberinto del fauno'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SMK0Tv91AeI/AAAAAAAAADo/ylli-QkzpA4/s72-c/pans-labyrinth-400a0320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-475369403048867780</id><published>2008-09-02T21:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:37:30.908-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>i've thought it over, i've had a good day</title><content type='html'>i woke up today with a  jolt. it was due to my alarm going off, for the first time in 3 months, alerting me to get up and going at 6:45am. somehow, after reviewing what day it was, what time it was, what i was about to do, i practically jumped out of bed and skipped to the bathroom, only to find ants invading my trash can (turns out there had been rotten food in my overused and neglected rubbish bin). instead of getting off to a bad start, i skipped up the stairs, drank a fruit shake, and annihilated the ants. then i quickly got ready for the day, and rode off to school with nathan. (by that time i was thinking, "how am i this perky? i can't be this perky. won't last.") so i went through my day, chatting/giggling with sofia. after getting off at 11am, we went to the retta's house to eat. we had a wonderful luncheon, with macaroni and cheese and organic beans and brownies and playmobiles. yes, it was quite a kiddy lunch, but it was great. as much as i love hanging out with big groups of (nice) people and as much as i wish i knew more (nice) people, i absolutely love hanging out with my 3 best friends: my brother, julia, and sofia. well, i love hanging out with them when we're all in good moods ha. but then again, who likes hanging out with people when they're in bad moods! so anyway, after eating/playing, nathan and i went home and started school work (which took 3 hours, not the best part of my day obv). and i had a nice internet-surfing day, then ate dinner and internet-surfed some more. now i finish my day with a cup of chamomile tea and a cookie. wonderful. let's hope i have another good day tomorrow, eh? (of course, i know it's partly because of how i view my day, if i believe i'm going to have a good day and i don't let things get me down, i have a good day. if not, i don't. i know that. but some days it's harder than others)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lydia                           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-475369403048867780?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/475369403048867780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=475369403048867780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/475369403048867780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/475369403048867780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-thought-it-over-ive-had-good-day.html' title='i&apos;ve thought it over, i&apos;ve had a good day'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-4291349373848152615</id><published>2008-09-02T17:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:37:10.249-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>it is finished</title><content type='html'>my first day back at school was today. i'm glad to get it over with, i've got an outlook on how the rest of the year is going to look like. i've decided that if i can FOCUS (!!!!) and WORK until i am completely and TOTALLY finished, it will be MUCH BETTER in the long run. no procrastination this year! (yeah, wait until next week and i'll have already broken  that vow) actually, i got off to a pretty good start today, with hardly any interruptions on my part. hip hip hooray for me. we'll see how long i can keep it up, but i'm feeling pretty confidant. it's going to be hard, but whatever. no social life is better than no life at all. (when have i ever had a social life anyway??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-4291349373848152615?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/4291349373848152615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=4291349373848152615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4291349373848152615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/4291349373848152615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-is-finished.html' title='it is finished'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8829517230747561232</id><published>2008-09-01T12:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:29:44.739-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>my nails are black cherries</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since my nails have been painted. but now they have been painted. and it's this strange color called black cherry, it certainly does look like black cherries. so i was like "oh. cool. this probably won't match with any of my clothes. not that i care, because i never match ha! seriously, though, i don't match. just an observation of how black cherry is a strange color." well, after i've had the color for two days, i've found that it somewhat matches with everything i'm wearing. maybe it's kind of psychological, where the color of my nails is like, somehow forcing me to pick clothes that have "black cherry" in them. but nonetheless, everything i'm wearing turns out to have a shade of cherry in it. so weird! but cool. i like it, because my nails and my clothes match. it's an interesting feat i've never achieved before! hooray. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have determined i need my own camera. maybe i could buy myself a lil camera. BUT NO i need new drums, too. i need a source of income, is what i need! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, i posted an angry, venting bulletin on my myspace about an hour ago. and while i'm still bored out of my mind, i've put on one of my cardigans (they always comfort me, like a blankie. so warm, so soft. keeping me from my wintry room, even though it's 100 degrees outside.), and i have looked at blogs. i'm a bit better now. thanks. (not like anyone has asked how i'm doing HUH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8829517230747561232?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8829517230747561232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8829517230747561232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8829517230747561232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8829517230747561232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-nails-are-black-cherries.html' title='my nails are black cherries'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-8367562175732154805</id><published>2008-08-31T15:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:35:17.440-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>erm, a bunch of topics</title><content type='html'>so, we played a nice show last night, our first time playing at the door dallas, which is right across the street from me, and despite the trouble we had with the venue, i really had a nice time. but now that all the fun's over, what am i to do? the time for education has come again. unfortunately, i start school on sept. 2. it feels like summer should just be starting! and i'm bored out of my mind, the last thing i want to do is study. the thing i do want is patrick's sweater. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://version2.andrewkendall.com/images/photographs/teasergallery/teaser_287.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and these tights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SLsBgr50BHI/AAAAAAAAADY/0rSHNqYhBHI/s200/serve.asp.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240784252428354674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and LOAFERS. i have looked all over uo for the pretty loafers i saw online, but i haven't had any success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in other news, i cut off all my hair, almost. i wish more people liked it, but at least i love it. it's so short, so i can mess it up all i want and almost never have to wash it (of course, i'm a very clean person, so i do wash it). i would have a picture up but i don't have any pictures just yet. hopefully someone took good looking pictures of me last night? also, i wish i had the courage to dye it blondish silverish like agyness deyn's. or red like patrick wolf's. i don't think i have it in me just yet! i'm enjoying my attempts to look like this picture of edie sedgwick:&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SLsIGSuzmgI/AAAAAAAAADg/edWqMY2gRZM/s200/ediesedgwick002zk9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240791495576099330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did my makeup like that last night, my hair too, but i think i came out more punk than anything else ha. and i am not doing my makeup like that every day, that's for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-8367562175732154805?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/8367562175732154805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=8367562175732154805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8367562175732154805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/8367562175732154805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/08/erm-bunch-of-topics.html' title='erm, a bunch of topics'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SLsBgr50BHI/AAAAAAAAADY/0rSHNqYhBHI/s72-c/serve.asp.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-142039451276122931</id><published>2008-08-24T18:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:33:54.776-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>female fashion idols!</title><content type='html'>i have been thinking about some people whom i've recently wanted to dress like, so i decided to write a list of them:&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-alice glass. her style is amazing, just effortlessly cool. she's really become one of my fashion icons, because she always looks so awesome. i love that she wears vintage t shirts and cardigans (cardigans are my absolute favourite things to wear). she wears them a bit loose (unlike the more popular tight shirts and sweaters), with tight pencil skirts or pants. that's really what i'd love to wear (and what i try to wear). unfortunately, i have yet to find the perfect-fitting t shirt, but thankfully i already have tight skirts and big cardigans. anyway, she's really, really cool and i absolutely love her style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SLHzaqdsEFI/AAAAAAAAACA/5z9afzJR-fI/s320/crystal+castles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238235481009557586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-natasha khan. i've just recently discovered that i do like her music, and that i do really adore her fashion sense. she really perfects that girl-at-austin-city-limits-with-cute-boyfriend-who-somehow-doesn't-look-drenched-in-sweat kind of fad, with the headbands, pretty hippie dresses, colourful eye makeup, and long hair. this kind of style is the kind i really WISH i could pull off, but haven't yet found what clothes to get for my pulling off of it. besides being quite stylish, she's a genius musician.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SLH8FPlyfEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Pp3Fafwxgws/s200/natasha-khan-blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238245008623172674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-agyness deyn. first of all, (the last i heard) she is dating albert hammond jr. so that automatically makes her the luckiest on the planet. besides that, she has the most amazing, unique, cool style i've ever seen. she's adorable. and her real name is laura hollins. her hair is pretty perfect, she pulls off that peroxide colour like no one else. i can't even begin to explain her style in my own words, but i love that she wears just such unique things, and pull all of it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SLIs_OJiA_I/AAAAAAAAACg/VAv6hV4IHDE/s320/insl01_agyness_bio.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238298781226763250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-alison mosshart. oh my god, she's so sexy. and effortlessly cool. and i could go on. when i saw her live, i didn't even know much of the kills, but after that i decided i basically have a crush on her. being a drummer, i always want to look cooler and more rocker-chick than i normally do (somehow i always go back to looking "sweet"), and i want to dress like her when i play. i think she's dating noel fielding, who is awesome despite his previous dates, so that makes her more awesome. the list of why she's awesome goes on, but basically i just love how she looks, no matter what, she makes almost anything look cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SLIx_PuaKtI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Fo_panP7sQE/s200/247217706_472e207a7a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238304279208012498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SLIwDfiY6pI/AAAAAAAAACo/7DgTmDUuKsk/s320/NoelFieldingREX_468x722.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238302153148787346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all for now....if ever you meet one of these girls, buy them endless drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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idols!'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SLHzaqdsEFI/AAAAAAAAACA/5z9afzJR-fI/s72-c/crystal+castles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-5982478932168791991</id><published>2008-08-14T17:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:30:04.052-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>the olympics</title><content type='html'>i'm not an athlete, and i never have been. actually, the only sports i've ever played were tennis (which lasted from about 2002-2005), figure skating (i only took lessons when i was a really little kid), and soccer (2002-2004). but every time the olympics roll around, i'm extremely interested in them. my first conscious memory of being interested in the olympics started back in 2002, when the utah winter olympics were held. i still had an immense appreciation for figure skating. so i would watch every event, and dream about one day being an olympic skater. skip to the 2004 summer olympics in athens. i especially felt a bond with these olympics seeing as i had been to athens for the first time in 2000, i had developed an interest in european fútbol, and had done gymnastics for the first (and last) year in 2003. so carly patterson, naturally, was my hero. i dreamed about being an olympic gymnast. and while it would be a tad weird for me to still be interested in those sports, even though i don't play any of them now, i learned a whole lot from watching the olympics. it astounded me that people could be so good at sports, people who weren't already household names like david beckham and mia hamm and michelle kwan. that, and whenever an athlete won gold, they would be so proud and their country would be so proud of them, and their anthem would be played and all the work they put into whatever their sport was, would have paid off, because this is what they worked for. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the athens olympics, i lost interest in the athletes and the winter olympics, until now. i've been faithfully watching every sport that interests me this olympics: swimming (of course, michael phelps also blew my mind in the 2004 olympics), gymnastics, track,  even beach volleyball and synchronized diving! just because it's fascinating to see their dreams come true, whether it be being at the olympics, or winning a medal. or even if their dreams don't come true, their reaction and the sportsmanship people show and all, is just so interesting. and i've learned that the sports are interesting, too! i still don't care much for softball or baseball or really even basketball, but most of the other sports are so great to watch. i've learned so much from watching them, i now can tell when people do a really great job, a mediocre job, or if they fail miserably, which makes me seem sports-wise, ha. i can also interpret the gymnastic scoring system (which i've decided i hate), i can tell you who won certain track events, when kerri walsh and misty may were last defeated, and who guo jingjing is. so that's what's been taking up my time lately. i've been watching the olympics. and hey, i've just recently started really enjoying running, maybe i'll one day be fast enough to compete. (kidding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-5982478932168791991?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/5982478932168791991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=5982478932168791991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5982478932168791991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/5982478932168791991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='the olympics'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727137572179434208.post-2463404857547451057</id><published>2008-08-11T10:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:32:37.500-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>pete doherty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SKCR7fPDmCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XMbbJN7iNOI/s1600-h/pete+doherty+cavalli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SKCR7fPDmCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XMbbJN7iNOI/s320/pete+doherty+cavalli.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233343218187474978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, yes, i know just about everyone has already said something about their stance on pete's problems. but, whatever, better late than never. despite his addictive behaviour, he has had some serious awesome fashion sense in the past few years. i also still think he's a genius songwriter and i believe he'll sooner or later rid himself of the rubbish he's collected over the years. and yeah, i think he's extremely cool even with his drug addiction but you know if i ever met him, i'd tell him to STOP because if he would, he'd be such an awesome musician (and poet and artist), even more awesome than he already is. and in roberto cavalli's fall 2007 ad campaign, he looks swell. shows if he cleans up, he looks great. and while he didn't look too great coming out of jail in may, who does..i really hope he finally sobers up long enough to quit his sad addiction. then, i'll be able to truthfully say he's charming. (if i don't meet him first. i'm absolutely positive he's a charming fellow.) so yes, that's the fine grime for the day. god speed, petey!&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727137572179434208-2463404857547451057?l=finegrime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/feeds/2463404857547451057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727137572179434208&amp;postID=2463404857547451057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/2463404857547451057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727137572179434208/posts/default/2463404857547451057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finegrime.blogspot.com/2008/08/pete-doherty.html' title='pete doherty'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431259391154861157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SupTtYrH2CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hQaoBtXo9uU/S220/6925_1257618283155_1310566487_725152_2517450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dpQ-IU8WcdA/SKCR7fPDmCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XMbbJN7iNOI/s72-c/pete+doherty+cavalli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
