<?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-2741662342775327583</id><updated>2011-09-05T18:11:25.648-04:00</updated><category term='artist interviews'/><title type='text'>chapped lips and all... (INACTIVE)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-4488725763377169112</id><published>2010-06-08T13:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T13:17:05.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>adieu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i feel that this blog has arrived at it's natural conclusion.  just over 7 months, not too bad a run :) this isn't a teary goodbye... this is just one of those things - a relationship that has run it's course between me and this little nook i've created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to all of you who have read and followed and commented - a massive thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my blogging life is in no way over - i'm quite sure i'll be back at some point with a new blog, new perspectives, new experiences, and good new things to put out into the blogosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;until then, i will no doubt be lurking in the background, continuing to visit your wonderful blogs, commenting here and there and generally just staying plugged in but a little under the radar until my next blogging adventure emerges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i will likely leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;chapped lips and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; up for a little while, i see no reason to delete it at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;happy blogging to all! i'll see you when i see you... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;xox Shelley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-4488725763377169112?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/4488725763377169112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=4488725763377169112&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4488725763377169112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4488725763377169112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/06/adieu.html' title='adieu.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-3332783416704487860</id><published>2010-06-03T09:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:18:37.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>in the moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it is june.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am working at the tea room today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's going to thunderstorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here are some pretty pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/TAerCIZ-CvI/AAAAAAAAB0M/601rJTIGALo/s1600/mosaic7ec057772b48cb7ea3f4f51449fc444d4265daa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/TAerCIZ-CvI/AAAAAAAAB0M/601rJTIGALo/s400/mosaic7ec057772b48cb7ea3f4f51449fc444d4265daa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478535524823993074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/38838593@N02/4653419450/"&gt;vacuum&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/46893049@N07/4656830043/"&gt;En su corazón llueve a todas horas&lt;/a&gt;, 3. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/41894197475@N01/4627302959/"&gt;Eiffel Tower -manipulation&lt;/a&gt;, 4. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/42389157@N06/4626595666/"&gt;Infinite recreation&lt;/a&gt;, 5. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/10036186@N06/4647899428/"&gt;memory&lt;/a&gt;, 6. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/7153354@N04/4659038327/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;, 7. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/46276170@N06/4594416901/"&gt;Rainy&lt;/a&gt;, 8. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/47111896@N03/4619101680/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;, 9. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/30588897@N06/4601160393/"&gt;:)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i could watch my cat drink from the tap all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;away i go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-3332783416704487860?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/3332783416704487860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=3332783416704487860&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3332783416704487860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3332783416704487860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-is-june.html' title='in the moment.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/TAerCIZ-CvI/AAAAAAAAB0M/601rJTIGALo/s72-c/mosaic7ec057772b48cb7ea3f4f51449fc444d4265daa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-1995661937558584790</id><published>2010-06-01T09:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T09:34:01.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>still breathing... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fnno/4578473996/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4029/4578473996_ca4dbe8e85_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fnno/4578473996/"&gt;Why do ppl see things &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/fnno/"&gt;AFnan Sulaiman ..❤&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hi! yes! i am here, lurking in the shadows... because it's too effin' hot in the sun these days. seriously... it had to be a record-breaking May in terms of scorching temperatures. now here we are on the first day of June and it seems there is no sign of cooling off in the near future. the weatherman is predicting thunderstorms today, but said event has been in the forecast for several days now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if i'm blogging about the weather... do i really have nothing more interesting to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the visual inspiration front, the answer is kind of no... but it isn't due to a mood or anything like that. i'm focusing on some other stuff at the moment. like getting ready to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to stop talking about it and actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do it&lt;/span&gt; -  and last week i received my admission package to Seneca College! of course now they want money, and i'm in the process of applying for student loans... sigh... again... here's hoping i didn't reach some sort of cap back in my career-student days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while it sounds like i'm moaning about becoming a student again, it couldn't be further from the truth. i went to visit the campus for the first time yesterday, and i felt like i was home. just walking around the grounds made me not only nostalgic for my old university and college days, but it made me feel connected to something much greater than myself, and filled me with hope and the buzz of anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it sort of funny where you find yourself? i mean... think back to yourself 10-15 years ago. are you now where you thought you would be? were you standing at a fork in a gravelly road, pondering outcomes? did you have an idea about doing something, pursuing some path, only to abandon it in favour of another direction, only to find yourself having converged back on that same old path... only this time the way is paved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have mentioned before about having been accepted to (a different) college in the same program i'm going into now, but having to withdraw due to financial restrictions. but even before that, when i was considering going back to school the first time, i had seriously considered doing the Media and Communications program at York University here in Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, there i was on the York U campus, feeling this wonderful excitement. okay... confused? yes, i'm going to Seneca, not York. Seneca has a number of campuses across the city, and the one that houses the department of Communications and my particular program, just happens to be the Seneca@York campus - the two schools have a number of collaborative degree programs. the Technical Writing program is not collaborative with York, it just resides on the York campus. it just seems sort of... i don't know... significant. you know... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; going to York to study Communications in 1998 and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;studying Technical Writing at Fanshawe in 2001, and now all these years later finding myself preparing to study Technical Writing at Seneca@York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, it could all just be a coincidence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-1995661937558584790?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/1995661937558584790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=1995661937558584790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1995661937558584790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1995661937558584790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-breathing.html' title='still breathing... :)'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4029/4578473996_ca4dbe8e85_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-3151131616962440979</id><published>2010-05-26T10:13:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:29:22.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lost without LOST?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was wiffle-waffling about whether or not i was going to blog about the LOST finale. anyone who reads this must think i'm an absolute TV-aholic. and i suppose that yes, i have been known to become infatuated (read: completely obsessed) with a tv show or two. but i'm being honest when i say that i'm not the kind of person who sits in front of the tube all day, channel surfing or catching up on the latest episode of every tv show that ever existed. okay maybe there was a time when i did that, but those days are gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;having said that, every now and then a show comes a long that i plug into and end up falling for its characters, thus following it to its conclusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and you know what? to begin with, LOST wasn't one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i remember watching the pilot episode... a lot of buzz was building up about it, that it was going to be a monumental event that would change the face of TV-Land. i was actually in Sydney, Australia at the time, and i was going to be flying home in a few months. and that pilot episode of LOST did nothing for me. i didn't like any of the characters, and the whole thing seemed really preposterous. i'm pretty good at willingly suspending my disbelief for a good story or amazing characters, and it didn't happen with LOST's first episode, so i abandoned ship pretty much immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but then, just about everyone else i knew stuck with it, and for the next 5 years, i had to continually defend my opinion of LOST being a ridiculous piece of television drivel. problem was, that people i think are smart LOVED it. so my exposure to LOST continued, much to my chagrin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i would never call anyone i respect "dumb" for liking a show or a band or movie just because i don't like it (it has happened to me!). when i met my boyfriend and discovered that in fact, he was another one of these smart and awesome people who liked LOST, i was cool with it as long as he didn't overexpose me to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i moved in with him, and the LOST marathon began. see, we don't have cable, so we download whatever tv shows we're into. and The Boy had 5 seasons of LOST to catch me up on, if it was ever going to work out between us (i kid, i kid! but he was unrelenting in his insistence upon explaining his LOST theories to me and extolling the wonders of the manipulative character Benjamin  Linus). in response, i liked to remind him that the writers had admitted to having difficulty telling the story's uber-complicated plot, a sign of poor writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in the course of my reluctant exposure to the show, something happened... i started to care about the characters. not all of them, of course. i had to admit there was something compelling about Ben Linus. and i was sympathetic to Charlie, and to Claire, and of course Hurley. and even though Sawyer bugged the shit out of me, i was drawn to that character as well (although it might just be that his dimples have a gravity of their own). i loved it whenever the crazy French lady Rousseau intervened, and seeing Locke's life unfold. and then Desmond... and then later on, the science team - Daniel, Charlotte and Myles. by the end of season 5, i even started to like Jack and Kate (i know, right?!?!) i could go on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;having arrived so late to the party, i'm feeling a little lost myself, now that it's over. the finale wasn't awesome. making the excuse that it was supposed to ask questions rather than answer them is still a sign of misguided storytelling and poor plot construction, in my opinion. but i can't argue with the fact that the writers' success was in creating compelling characters, and i am sad to see them go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thus, in honour of a show that did get me thinking and asking questions about life, fate, relationships and coincidence, here are some really cool LOST posters. admittedly, this is reposted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://msarscott.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost-end.html"&gt;Ms. Arscott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - sometimes things are too good not to repost :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_02B5u8Q2I/AAAAAAAABz8/AxckDI8sND4/s1600/www.flickr-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_02B5u8Q2I/AAAAAAAABz8/AxckDI8sND4/s400/www.flickr-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475592128257868642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_02BvNZs6I/AAAAAAAABz0/_Pu522wP3A0/s1600/www.flickr.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_02BvNZs6I/AAAAAAAABz0/_Pu522wP3A0/s400/www.flickr.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475592125432837026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01wYnN5JI/AAAAAAAABzs/HMiFxZSLOew/s1600/lost2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01wYnN5JI/AAAAAAAABzs/HMiFxZSLOew/s400/lost2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475591827309323410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01wJTcXEI/AAAAAAAABzk/ASKqOu34Ebg/s1600/charlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01wJTcXEI/AAAAAAAABzk/ASKqOu34Ebg/s400/charlie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475591823199853634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01v_ERftI/AAAAAAAABzc/s7GJyrKo9cY/s1600/jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01v_ERftI/AAAAAAAABzc/s7GJyrKo9cY/s400/jack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475591820451872466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01v_MSxUI/AAAAAAAABzU/D8qJhLkBhiw/s1600/body.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01v_MSxUI/AAAAAAAABzU/D8qJhLkBhiw/s400/body.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475591820485510466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01vssBX9I/AAAAAAAABzM/gT7MgLJlfGY/s1600/2b55a3991538b83c5648a2add20b6baf.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01vssBX9I/AAAAAAAABzM/gT7MgLJlfGY/s400/2b55a3991538b83c5648a2add20b6baf.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475591815518314450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01bIIkg0I/AAAAAAAABzE/2uaruvEHN24/s1600/www.flickr-3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01bIIkg0I/AAAAAAAABzE/2uaruvEHN24/s400/www.flickr-3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475591462108562242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01a4EtWCI/AAAAAAAABy8/rgH86jrXMpc/s1600/5ee5669147e5472915af592b4b3c1910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01a4EtWCI/AAAAAAAABy8/rgH86jrXMpc/s400/5ee5669147e5472915af592b4b3c1910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475591457797396514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01aRpXJAI/AAAAAAAABy0/ZkQlx6Jn4JE/s1600/758db63eeb12d92eb5a07735b509f5e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01aRpXJAI/AAAAAAAABy0/ZkQlx6Jn4JE/s400/758db63eeb12d92eb5a07735b509f5e8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475591447482147842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_05Tu1-YGI/AAAAAAAAB0E/5kEt1NQ65lw/s1600/mattsoncreative.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_05Tu1-YGI/AAAAAAAAB0E/5kEt1NQ65lw/s400/mattsoncreative.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475595733107105890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01aP_QKyI/AAAAAAAABys/tuM8W2r_1Fw/s1600/mattsoncreative-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01aP_QKyI/AAAAAAAABys/tuM8W2r_1Fw/s400/mattsoncreative-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475591447037094690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_01Z5pb2nI/AAAAAAAAByk/0adFwgS8fsM/s1600/pass.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there are tons more of these... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://blogof.francescomugnai.com/2010/05/lost-tribute-35-excellent-posters/"&gt;click here  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for a selection which include some of the above, or you can do what i did afterwards and google "lost posters" - there are some really fantastic ones out there and i couldn't post them all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what were your thoughts on the show and it's finale?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-3151131616962440979?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/3151131616962440979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=3151131616962440979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3151131616962440979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3151131616962440979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost-without-lost.html' title='lost without LOST?'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_02B5u8Q2I/AAAAAAAABz8/AxckDI8sND4/s72-c/www.flickr-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-3190533574305729541</id><published>2010-05-23T17:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:55:57.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday sketch: selfie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;so colour week sort of got away from me, unfortunately. i ended up getting called into work to cover for my coworker, whose daughter had her baby! i'm not complaining, really - i'll take whatever shifts come my way. it did mean that by the time i got home i was too exhausted get shooting... and the thought of browsing through folders on my computer in search of pre-existing colour shots made my head spin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;thankfully, i was allowed to leave work early today due to a slow day in the tea room, which left me time enough to do a sunday sketch! here is the sketch in progress:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_miXgbUjEI/AAAAAAAAByc/wW7H0z6E0Lo/s1600/selfiesketch+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_miXgbUjEI/AAAAAAAAByc/wW7H0z6E0Lo/s320/selfiesketch+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474585346770766914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_miXQmQupI/AAAAAAAAByU/u3vbT5fnQpw/s1600/lined+selfie+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_miXQmQupI/AAAAAAAAByU/u3vbT5fnQpw/s320/lined+selfie+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474585342521686674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_miXIyI2bI/AAAAAAAAByM/w8EpSMJveKM/s1600/selfie+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_miXIyI2bI/AAAAAAAAByM/w8EpSMJveKM/s320/selfie+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474585340424018354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i've been thinking a lot about the trip that my boy and i will be taking to Montreal in July - and trying to plan outfits. so the sketch is kind of a self-portrait, in a sense... that is my favourite denim skirt, and my favourite turquoise suede mary-janes... and a top that doesn't actually exist in my current wardrobe (i have a similar one in green and white, but for some reason i've decided i love red and burgundy together at the moment :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to all the Canadians out there - happy May-Long/Two-Four/Victoria Day weekend! hope you are enjoying time with family and friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-3190533574305729541?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/3190533574305729541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=3190533574305729541&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3190533574305729541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3190533574305729541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-sketch-selfie.html' title='saturday sketch: selfie'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_miXgbUjEI/AAAAAAAAByc/wW7H0z6E0Lo/s72-c/selfiesketch+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-7638159748795210479</id><published>2010-05-20T17:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T17:58:43.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>colour week: poyple thoysday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so of course, because i love purple and because i was so looking forward  to going out and getting loads of new purple shots, i get called into  work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i only have a couple of hours to kill before i head out to  aikido, so i have breezed through my photo folders for purple and found  these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu-YIYBzI/AAAAAAAABxc/bZcEG4aY3pE/s1600/purple+puffball+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu-YIYBzI/AAAAAAAABxc/bZcEG4aY3pE/s400/purple+puffball+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473473308791408434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_WvkFnSD_I/AAAAAAAAByE/lXnqkBI6X6c/s1600/balloons+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_WvkFnSD_I/AAAAAAAAByE/lXnqkBI6X6c/s400/balloons+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473473956655796210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu_lCZaKI/AAAAAAAABx8/00MxbuGVOds/s1600/kneeshot+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu_lCZaKI/AAAAAAAABx8/00MxbuGVOds/s400/kneeshot+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473473329435863202" 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/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu-n-K4RI/AAAAAAAABxk/d_nfGo28_2I/s1600/delicate+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu-n-K4RI/AAAAAAAABxk/d_nfGo28_2I/s400/delicate+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473473313043570962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu_BXyAvI/AAAAAAAABx0/5YHFrWJA79Q/s1600/sunset+on+bloor+west+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu_BXyAvI/AAAAAAAABx0/5YHFrWJA79Q/s400/sunset+on+bloor+west+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473473319861879538" 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/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu-1KJWEI/AAAAAAAABxs/enfTCxs6o6E/s1600/purple+tulip+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu-1KJWEI/AAAAAAAABxs/enfTCxs6o6E/s400/purple+tulip+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473473316583462978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here's hoping i get an opportunity to shoot some GREEN for tomorrow's post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu-YIYBzI/AAAAAAAABxc/bZcEG4aY3pE/s1600/purple+puffball+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-7638159748795210479?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/7638159748795210479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=7638159748795210479&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/7638159748795210479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/7638159748795210479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/colour-week-poyple-thoysday.html' title='colour week: poyple thoysday'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_Wu-YIYBzI/AAAAAAAABxc/bZcEG4aY3pE/s72-c/purple+puffball+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-4712853607102427631</id><published>2010-05-19T16:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:08:47.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>colour week: yellorange wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;haha, see what i did there? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yellorange&lt;/span&gt;. i would like to believe i'm the  first person whoever came up with this but i'm sure that someone,  somewhere has thought of it. whoever you are, i salute you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;today's  theme of yellows and oranges was sort of a tough one for me. i tend to  associate these colours with the commercial sphere, and there is not  much about either colour that grabs me. in fact, i think i've sort of  brainwashed myself to ignore yellow and orange, because of the  association with advertising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i really had to take my blinders  off and LOOK for yellows and oranges that captured my attention in a  lovely way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQ7dvKenI/AAAAAAAABxU/oldjXuglKO4/s1600/flying+saucer+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQ7dvKenI/AAAAAAAABxU/oldjXuglKO4/s400/flying+saucer+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473088429686946418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;flying saucer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQ69gqtoI/AAAAAAAABxM/mv7EKEzMFpI/s1600/old+decor+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQ69gqtoI/AAAAAAAABxM/mv7EKEzMFpI/s400/old+decor+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473088421036209794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;retro decor mashup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQyRQUl1I/AAAAAAAABxE/TPtQ6ngVXD8/s1600/ole+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQyRQUl1I/AAAAAAAABxE/TPtQ6ngVXD8/s400/ole+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473088271717537618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my boyfriend has a thing for Mexican hats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQyHhT6RI/AAAAAAAABw8/NH_BRrmYwcw/s1600/toucan2+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQyHhT6RI/AAAAAAAABw8/NH_BRrmYwcw/s400/toucan2+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473088269104441618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;we both have a thing for Guinness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(also... look! its advertising, but i'm okay with this one for obvious reasons :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQxkJ_TJI/AAAAAAAABw0/X9K8sDzNFZc/s1600/yellow+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQxkJ_TJI/AAAAAAAABw0/X9K8sDzNFZc/s400/yellow+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473088259611380882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;fleur jaune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQxTJRRHI/AAAAAAAABws/i71ShpNSd5E/s1600/jus+d%27orange+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQxTJRRHI/AAAAAAAABws/i71ShpNSd5E/s400/jus+d%27orange+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473088255044961394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a less than inspiring shot of some OJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQxGzLfbI/AAAAAAAABwk/V40KesiaiQk/s1600/little+garden+boy+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQxGzLfbI/AAAAAAAABwk/V40KesiaiQk/s400/little+garden+boy+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473088251731082674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this little tyke hangs out in the neighbour's front yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tomorrow will be much easier for me: PURPLES! i live for purple. my very existence depends on the presence of multitudes of purple in my life, i swear to whatever deity gets you through the day.&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-4712853607102427631?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/4712853607102427631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=4712853607102427631&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4712853607102427631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4712853607102427631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/colour-week-yellorange-wednesday.html' title='colour week: yellorange wednesday'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_RQ7dvKenI/AAAAAAAABxU/oldjXuglKO4/s72-c/flying+saucer+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-1074902751308232928</id><published>2010-05-18T16:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:52:33.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>colour week:  tuesday blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i didn't get much of a chance to get out of the house today, so i looked  for beautiful blues within the walls of my abode :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7iBrviwI/AAAAAAAABwc/aeuIVUzVjjk/s1600/bluechina+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7iBrviwI/AAAAAAAABwc/aeuIVUzVjjk/s400/bluechina+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472713059194604290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;from the china trove in the basement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7N68nYdI/AAAAAAAABwU/7t6D-2mkOF0/s1600/saphhire+slippers+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7N68nYdI/AAAAAAAABwU/7t6D-2mkOF0/s400/saphhire+slippers+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472712713788940754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i bought these amazing vintage flats in Sydney 5 years ago. you can have your ruby slippers, mine are sapphire :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7Dr3IA5I/AAAAAAAABwM/QrQ5JvjVDj0/s1600/bluetea+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7Dr3IA5I/AAAAAAAABwM/QrQ5JvjVDj0/s400/bluetea+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472712537940689810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a charming teacup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7DcVb9pI/AAAAAAAABwE/Urw3xfANsKg/s1600/bluegems+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7DcVb9pI/AAAAAAAABwE/Urw3xfANsKg/s400/bluegems+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472712533772859026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a sparkling bauble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7DKcHnyI/AAAAAAAABv8/MgI3t-mqbXY/s1600/bluebird+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7DKcHnyI/AAAAAAAABv8/MgI3t-mqbXY/s400/bluebird+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472712528969047842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i made this in my stained glass lessons years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7C3T-xyI/AAAAAAAABv0/YTa8FIc2taE/s1600/blue+eyed+boy+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7C3T-xyI/AAAAAAAABv0/YTa8FIc2taE/s400/blue+eyed+boy+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472712523834640162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my blue-eyed boy, love love love :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7CWuufrI/AAAAAAAABvs/Bp8qfJAIiZo/s1600/blue+dress+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7CWuufrI/AAAAAAAABvs/Bp8qfJAIiZo/s400/blue+dress+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472712515088449202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and a dress i bought for an Australian wedding that i never got to wear... sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;there are some beautiful shots up on the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/1397951@N20/"&gt;colour week flickr group&lt;/a&gt; - stay tuned for a golden-toned wednesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-1074902751308232928?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/1074902751308232928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=1074902751308232928&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1074902751308232928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1074902751308232928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/colour-week-tuesday-blues.html' title='colour week:  tuesday blues'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_L7iBrviwI/AAAAAAAABwc/aeuIVUzVjjk/s72-c/bluechina+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-570853315108855614</id><published>2010-05-17T18:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:46:46.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>colour week:  it's a red/pink kind of monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm so glad i decided to participate in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://curiousgirl-lisa.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-palette.html"&gt;curious girl lisa's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;colour week  challenge&lt;/span&gt;! this is just what i needed to get back into photography mode.  i'm struggling with the (often painful) limitations of my camera, but  with a little patience and perseverance in search of "the shot" i was  able to pull off a few good ones... here is a selection of my  favourites from today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HD9hNfUtI/AAAAAAAABvc/4lpPg0zvyBY/s1600/mural+detail2+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HD9hNfUtI/AAAAAAAABvc/4lpPg0zvyBY/s400/mural+detail2+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472370483886248658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;detail of one of the many murals in Islington Village, depicting the early 1900's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HD9bRbXhI/AAAAAAAABvU/Wv_tlELE1Kc/s1600/pinklady+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HD9bRbXhI/AAAAAAAABvU/Wv_tlELE1Kc/s400/pinklady+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472370482292153874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this lovely pink lady is in my backyard :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HD9HNl-8I/AAAAAAAABvM/7m_el1RfEwg/s1600/vase+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HD9HNl-8I/AAAAAAAABvM/7m_el1RfEwg/s400/vase+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472370476907363266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ukrainian Grandma = Ukrainian pottery everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HDPkiBnWI/AAAAAAAABvE/G8sgOSscA3Y/s1600/little+pink+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HDPkiBnWI/AAAAAAAABvE/G8sgOSscA3Y/s400/little+pink+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472369694503705954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;another pretty-in-pink belle in my backyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HDPKsfwoI/AAAAAAAABu8/NWs4gYKgaTI/s1600/spidermen+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HDPKsfwoI/AAAAAAAABu8/NWs4gYKgaTI/s400/spidermen+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472369687568302722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i couldn't resist. The Boy and i have a really cluttered geek cabinet where our geek things intermingle. here, one spiderman offers another some words of wisdom while they keep watch over things from their posts on our Medieval Times souvenir cups :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HDOxtnN-I/AAAAAAAABu0/GAekcrhPIjw/s1600/fading+like+a+flower+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HDOxtnN-I/AAAAAAAABu0/GAekcrhPIjw/s400/fading+like+a+flower+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472369680862099426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this old girl is clinging to her beauty for as long as she can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HDOvvqC0I/AAAAAAAABus/XqA1oY0V8H8/s1600/chinatower+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HDOvvqC0I/AAAAAAAABus/XqA1oY0V8H8/s400/chinatower+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472369680333802306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;my favourite teacup is adorned in this really ornate pattern in a gorgeous raspberry colour. there is no matching saucer, but i like the way it looks atop the turquoise one:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i have uploaded the rest to my flickr and submitted many of them to curious girl's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/1397951@N20/pool/"&gt;colour week flickr group.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'll be back tomorrow with tuesday's blues!&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-570853315108855614?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/570853315108855614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=570853315108855614&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/570853315108855614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/570853315108855614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/colour-week-its-redpink-kind-of-monday.html' title='colour week:  it&apos;s a red/pink kind of monday'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S_HD9hNfUtI/AAAAAAAABvc/4lpPg0zvyBY/s72-c/mural+detail2+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-4074626833739448033</id><published>2010-05-16T08:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T08:29:22.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday sketches: first official submission!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i wasn't sure i was going to post this... it is not my best work, but then again - i need to stop focusing on always creating a masterpiece everytime i pick up a pencil. i do like how her lips turned out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-_jOmYEqII/AAAAAAAABuc/6fO1klUrx_E/s1600/karlie+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-_jOmYEqII/AAAAAAAABuc/6fO1klUrx_E/s400/karlie+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471841912237631618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...and its a little early in the morning for a whole lot of commentary :) why am i posting this early?! i haven't even had my coffee yet. perc....perc...percolation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;as for my sunday - i'm on my third shift in a row at the tea room today. yesterday was the first time i could actually say it wasn't amazing - just a different sort of day then i've become accustomed to. because i typically work weekends, usually i'm preparing the afternoon tea, sweets and finger sandwiches plates which i'm now a master at! but yesterday everyone ordered from the menu, and because i haven't had much of an opportunity to learn menu prep, i got flustered and frustrated and couldn't get into my prep zone. hopefully i learned enough yesterday that if the same thing happens today i'll cruise through it more smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and you know what? i'm sure my blathering on about tea room kitchen prep is not exactly the most interesting of topics, so i'm gonna go grab that coffee and get a move-on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hope your sunday is brilliant! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ps - like my new banner? i've been painting on fabric and it feels oh so good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-4074626833739448033?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/4074626833739448033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=4074626833739448033&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4074626833739448033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4074626833739448033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-sketches-first-official.html' title='sunday sketches: first official submission!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-_jOmYEqII/AAAAAAAABuc/6fO1klUrx_E/s72-c/karlie+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-1192048487755560130</id><published>2010-05-13T13:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T13:09:10.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>she is me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;greetings from planet Thursday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this is just a quick  blurb to say that i've been featured in an interview for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://flickherist.blogspot.com/2010/04/she-is-shelley.html"&gt;flickHERist &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;photography blog :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://www.crownology.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andrea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://flickherist.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-kari.html"&gt;Kari&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;! i'm honoured to be a part of the flickHERist world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-1192048487755560130?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/1192048487755560130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=1192048487755560130&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1192048487755560130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1192048487755560130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-is-me.html' title='she is me.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-1620144260117831905</id><published>2010-05-12T11:41:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:05:21.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>open heart surgery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-rWfMA-S1I/AAAAAAAABsU/-xtmxDtKvjU/s1600/tomato+heart+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-rWfMA-S1I/AAAAAAAABsU/-xtmxDtKvjU/s400/tomato+heart+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470420528684485458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lately i sort of don't know what to write about. i haven't been feeling super inspired. but it isn't due to depression this time. i wonder if this blog, in its current incarnation, has served its purpose. that's not to say that i feel like i'm done with blogging - no way! but i think i might be in kind of a blogging limbo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i started this blog as a place where i could collect and display things that inspire me... images, art, music, film, people who create, and people who inspire me for other reasons. and it slowly evolved into a place where i run off at the keyboard about more personal matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes i wonder if blogging is healthy... LOL, is that silly? they say that journaling is a healthy outlet. but back in my journaling days, when i would put pen to paper and really write, i noticed that i more often focused on my negative thoughts and melancholic emotions, rather than anything that made me happy. and then i thought that if anyone ever got a hold of those journals, they would indubitably think that my natural state is one of depression and panic and distress and anxiety and morose wistfulness. i began to fear that i'd be outed as an unhappy, dysfunctional person and couldn't bear the thought of that happening, so i destroyed them. i don't regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(most of you don't know this but i've had two other blogs before this one... one of them - my first attempt at blogging - was really lame... i started it to collect "cool words". you know, words like mahogany and obsequious... words that roll off the tongue in wonderful ways. i stopped contributing to it a few months in. and the other one... well, without getting into detail, its primary focus was on the more dysfunctional aspects of my personality and i got sick of it and gave it up to begin the blog you are now reading).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and so with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; blog, the point was to focus on the things that make me happy - but if you take a gander through my posts over the last couple of months, the tendency to discuss my unhappy thoughts has clearly taken the wheel. it sounds easy enough to say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;so then just stop it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. but it is easier said than done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;also, and i'm almost not sure i want to say this, but a lot of the blogs i read seem to be contributing to some of my pre-existing issues. okay let me rephrase that: i have a tendency to allow my insecurities to become magnified by comparing myself to others, and this tendency seems to be even more acute in the blogosphere (it is really easy to make up incredible, fantastical lives for people you've never met). it is not the fault of the bloggers; it is not the fault of the content. it is my own perspective that is to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;again... does it mean i want to stop reading blogs? hell, no. i have discovered way too much awesomeness in this realm to give it up, and i would miss so many of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so what is the solution?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a new direction is imminent. this does not mean i wish to cast aside things that are part of my very being... it means the addition of something new. it means not fighting the current. it means expanding my reach into the blogosphere to coincide with the expansion happening in my real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i may have to pare down my blog subscriptions in order to accommodate my expanding world. this will be difficult. i don't want to miss a thing... but i can't continue to let myself be only about one thing. i have to allow for multitudes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and, i may not blog as often as i used to... i am officially declaring that i don't have to blog just because i have a blog. i want this to be a meaningful place - not one that is cluttered with trivialities. STOP - some triviality is necessary. i am looking for balance. the point is, i hereby give myself permission to blog when i feel like it, and i WILL NOT berate myself for missing a day or a week or more. from this point on, i am NOT a lazy blogger - i am a moderate, balanced, healthy blogger who means to post without pretense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy Wednesday to all! and yes... i took the photo of the tomato :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-1620144260117831905?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/1620144260117831905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=1620144260117831905&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1620144260117831905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1620144260117831905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/open-heart-surgery.html' title='open heart surgery.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-rWfMA-S1I/AAAAAAAABsU/-xtmxDtKvjU/s72-c/tomato+heart+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-2600215614276605842</id><published>2010-05-09T18:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T18:30:32.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;this is my Grandma as a young woman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-c1qaIToDI/AAAAAAAABr8/KPRu3I9t7o8/s1600/grama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-c1qaIToDI/AAAAAAAABr8/KPRu3I9t7o8/s400/grama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469399275149697074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;my Mom as a little girl, with her baby sister and brother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-c1q90oxnI/AAAAAAAABsE/e1oTfnn0Q2w/s1600/little+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-c1q90oxnI/AAAAAAAABsE/e1oTfnn0Q2w/s400/little+mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469399284730873458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and my beautiful Mom now, with her granddaughter (my niece):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-c2IsyZe0I/AAAAAAAABsM/B2D9gDvuWcY/s1600/8127_1214383567429_1464020118_606318_7603911_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-c2IsyZe0I/AAAAAAAABsM/B2D9gDvuWcY/s400/8127_1214383567429_1464020118_606318_7603911_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469399795554155330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;happy happy Mother's Day to all the mom's out there! much love to you all... and to your moms too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-2600215614276605842?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/2600215614276605842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=2600215614276605842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/2600215614276605842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/2600215614276605842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-c1qaIToDI/AAAAAAAABr8/KPRu3I9t7o8/s72-c/grama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-1963941942564677457</id><published>2010-05-07T19:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T19:56:03.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Flickr Faves: The 'Roid Week Edition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;'roid week has come to an end, and i have to say that overall i was rather impressed with the results! here is my final top 9 to cap off the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-SmYmPPSVI/AAAAAAAABr0/VQHOyfP0oqs/s1600/mosaicc3bbcdd2c0296c4c354c8f42ad828b8b7ae75aa6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-SmYmPPSVI/AAAAAAAABr0/VQHOyfP0oqs/s400/mosaicc3bbcdd2c0296c4c354c8f42ad828b8b7ae75aa6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468678789046159698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/8479552@N03/4587873454/"&gt;sail her, don't sink her&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/34960906@N02/4586003958/"&gt;In the afternoon sun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/7502232@N05/4587002258/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/35839914@N04/4586998850/"&gt;dream concentrate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/10350605@N02/4587703334/"&gt;dizzy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/30310373@N05/4586663369/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/45912361@N08/4584735935/"&gt;Just socks will do....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/30826169@N06/4585510843/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/39210136@N03/4585766559/"&gt;The Arabian Gulf, April 26th, 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;what i have learned from this excessive polaroid ogling experience? mainly that i wish some benevolent benefactor would bestow upon me an unlimited supply of instant film. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;having said that, i have located someone on craigslist who is willing to sell me his fuji instax 200 for $50. there is still the problem of instant film being expensive, but at least i can actually walk into a few local camera shops and purchase instax film and not have to shell out for shipping costs or stress about inflated ebay prices. so it seems a more affordable option until i make my millions and begin my polaroid film stockpile :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;what else... oh. my body HURTS. like, yesterday i was a little sore but pleased about it. today on the other hand... getting dressed caused me to wince and nearly collapse to the floor in pain. a nice hot bath helped some... but i'm glad that i'm taking a few days off from aikido to recover. back at it on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;nothing crazy planned for the weekend - other than a shift at the tea room and hoping for a blast of full-on creativity, it looks to be a relaxed one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;tonight i'm just sitting here watching and listening to the thunderstorm as it rolls over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;happy friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-1963941942564677457?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/1963941942564677457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=1963941942564677457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1963941942564677457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1963941942564677457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/friday-flickr-faves-roid-week-edition.html' title='Friday Flickr Faves: The &apos;Roid Week Edition!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-SmYmPPSVI/AAAAAAAABr0/VQHOyfP0oqs/s72-c/mosaicc3bbcdd2c0296c4c354c8f42ad828b8b7ae75aa6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-4552660917212076000</id><published>2010-05-06T17:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T17:42:44.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'Roid Week Day 4: it's Thursday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;well. whatever the deal was with yesterday, it is no longer the case. i was absolutely FLOORED by what i saw among todays 'roid week flickr submissions! if you haven't been to check out the group yet, please do - you won't be sorry! there are some really special images on there. it's amazing what people will come up with when they rise to a challenge :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-MzvRM5g3I/AAAAAAAABrs/xWY2NN3mOHw/s1600/mosaic9e66bfd62cbcdf987bd426a6b052d063945dd3c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-MzvRM5g3I/AAAAAAAABrs/xWY2NN3mOHw/s400/mosaic9e66bfd62cbcdf987bd426a6b052d063945dd3c5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468271259722285938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/8097689@N02/4584266946/"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/12186717@N06/4584365744/"&gt;TSQ&lt;/a&gt;, 3. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/12347371@N00/4583537911/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;, 4. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/11355467@N02/4584426885/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;, 5. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/22009606@N06/4583967672/"&gt;The Handlebar Progress&lt;/a&gt;, 6. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/32172714@N02/4583535531/"&gt;time has escaped me&lt;/a&gt;, 7. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/37344310@N04/4583774567/"&gt;Almost as tall...&lt;/a&gt;, 8. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/10929037@N00/4583689716/"&gt;Waves&lt;/a&gt;, 9. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/51674556@N00/4584461452/"&gt;riot&lt;/a&gt;, 10. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/50929028@N00/4582695278/"&gt;haunted tea time-&lt;/a&gt;, 11. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/57735103@N00/4583935365/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;, 12. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/38658063@N00/4583740434/"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;, 13. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/78693189@N00/4583980669/"&gt;Thursday&lt;/a&gt;, 14. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/90177743@N00/4584903428/"&gt;it's windy today&lt;/a&gt;, 15. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/11262541@N00/4583474711/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;, 16. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/30310373@N05/4584078407/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;was supposed to go to the dojo again tonight for another aikido lesson (am officially an aikido student now, go my gi and everything!) but man are my quads sore... and i've got serious mat-burn on the tops of my feet (that'll teach me to start positioning my feet properly from now on!)... and i've got a bruised wrist and elbow. and i'm totally okay with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;last night's class was great, a lot of great energy and i really felt that i was getting into the zone. i'm still trying to get a handle on the basics, but it will come in time with practice. i was really jazzed about going tonight, but The Boy (who is a chiropractor so i think i will listen to him) has suggested i take the night off and let my muscles repair. but i already sense a small difference in myself - a little bit of confidence creeping back into the fray. i am really excited about the prospect of not only building my skills and muscles, but my self-esteem as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;*i think what i meant by the whole "stranger in the mirror" thing i was going on about yesterday is that i've always had certain tendencies, and i used to be able to kick my own ass into gear when things got prickly. i had fears, but i was intent on overcoming them. whereas recently, i have been letting my fears rule my life. there has been a lot of "i can't" going on in my head, and i don't remember ever feeling like this, at least not to this extent. i know i haven't always been this way, but i can't seem to find that person inside me who used to kick my own ass, and i'm wondering if she has disappeared completely, or if she's just hiding. granted, i wasn't perfect back then and i had some bad habits and unhealthy coping mechanisms, but the core of that person is who i want back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-4552660917212076000?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/4552660917212076000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=4552660917212076000&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4552660917212076000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4552660917212076000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/roid-week-day-4-its-thursday.html' title='&apos;Roid Week Day 4: it&apos;s Thursday!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-MzvRM5g3I/AAAAAAAABrs/xWY2NN3mOHw/s72-c/mosaic9e66bfd62cbcdf987bd426a6b052d063945dd3c5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-1240950548651653416</id><published>2010-05-05T18:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T19:41:26.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe it's just wednesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hey-o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so... the wednesday edition of my 'roid week flickr favourites... is unfortunately not all that earthshattering. i didn't discover a whole lot that got me excited today - but it really could be that i'm just impossible to please these days. it might be that i'm so overwhelmed by my own mediocrity that i'm having difficulty seeing the things that are truly wondrous and brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;in any case, there were a few images that caught my attention - here they are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-HvopTuD9I/AAAAAAAABq0/QX1oc1RPMfE/s1600/mosaicbc83a59c603e92b1b4e203efb9bb06e6ca8aa0d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-HvopTuD9I/AAAAAAAABq0/QX1oc1RPMfE/s400/mosaicbc83a59c603e92b1b4e203efb9bb06e6ca8aa0d3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467914904166862802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/7131181@N05/4581360447/"&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/65154351@N00/4579772785/"&gt;Riley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/10036186@N06/4579485041/"&gt;a gray coated sky 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/8720590@N04/4580607119/"&gt;tree roid wk 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;now, what is going on in the life of shellbell you ask? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;well... i tried aikido on Monday night with the boy. we did a trial class together and although i had no clue what i was doing, i had fun. the dojo we went to just happens to be a really informal, community sort of place and wasn't intimidating at all. we plan to go back tonight for a second trial to decide if we're going to join.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and i began my application for the Technical Communications graduate program at Seneca College. at the moment i'm just waiting for my credit card payments to clear so i can pay the application fees, and then it's just a matter of waiting to see if they admit me. after that, it's a matter of getting the funds together. if i'm admitted to the program i'll start in September. this going back to school thing seems really overdue, somehow - but i'm trying to maintain the belief that everything has unfolded the way it was supposed to, that it wasn't supposed to happen back in 2001, that now is the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;on the art front... i wouldn't say i've been super productive, but i've been cutting myself some slack. i drew a portrait the other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-IB51Q8FcI/AAAAAAAABrE/mhLJyUzjrtI/s1600/christina+2+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-IB51Q8FcI/AAAAAAAABrE/mhLJyUzjrtI/s320/christina+2+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467934990643500482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i worked on this other project that i'm shy about discussing. i think that in the near future my etsy shop will be going in a new direction, and hopefully i will find the belief in myself to really promote it and transform it into something special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and now a question for you, dear readers... do you ever feel like you don't recognize yourself? that you've become someone else somehow... that you went to bed one night and then woke up the next morning and some strange entity has taken the wheel... that you remember so many things as if they happened yesterday, and yet the person you are at this moment in time feels so far removed from everything you ever were? does it mean you've changed forever? or is it possible to get the old "you" back?&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-1240950548651653416?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/1240950548651653416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=1240950548651653416&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1240950548651653416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/1240950548651653416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/maybe-its-just-wednesday.html' title='maybe it&apos;s just wednesday.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-HvopTuD9I/AAAAAAAABq0/QX1oc1RPMfE/s72-c/mosaicbc83a59c603e92b1b4e203efb9bb06e6ca8aa0d3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-3743895399376638794</id><published>2010-05-04T19:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:47:21.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 'Roid Week Faves!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;not much to say today... just wanted to bring you my top Tuesday selections...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-CxNqFh9pI/AAAAAAAABqs/JvTCARR_sxk/s1600/mosaic1b08ad9dfc811b8084ec32b5ea61a84079f33c34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-CxNqFh9pI/AAAAAAAABqs/JvTCARR_sxk/s400/mosaic1b08ad9dfc811b8084ec32b5ea61a84079f33c34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467564795821684370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/15072627@N06/4578734114/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/36531359@N00/4579162156/"&gt;balanced&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/24963350@N06/4577730284/"&gt;Polarisian spirit Rainbow 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/27758978@N08/4577711943/"&gt;'roid week 2010 - day 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/60573955@N00/4577847700/"&gt;Untouched.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/19159109@N00/4578148327/"&gt;olde new york&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/22598795@N03/4578454959/"&gt;Goldfish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/26503829@N03/4578353548/"&gt;Roid Week 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/21862116@N00/4576792466/"&gt;Frequency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;(killer headache today... have been getting headaches lately, not sure why. they seem to be starting while i'm in moving vehicles, whether its a car, bus or subway train. it had better not be a brain tumor, is all i have to say).&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-3743895399376638794?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/3743895399376638794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=3743895399376638794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3743895399376638794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3743895399376638794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/tuesday-roid-week-faves.html' title='Tuesday &apos;Roid Week Faves!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S-CxNqFh9pI/AAAAAAAABqs/JvTCARR_sxk/s72-c/mosaic1b08ad9dfc811b8084ec32b5ea61a84079f33c34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-3924056705706351300</id><published>2010-05-03T18:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:22:50.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yay for 'Roid Week: the Monday edition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;oh my darlings. i am thankful this day, this week! has arrived. and not because i'm fortunate enough to participate this year - if money were no object, i'd so be 'roiding it up... but as i have no choice but to be an observer i have decided to post my top 'roid week selections for each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;finally we might get to see something groundbreaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i don't know about you, but i've been feeling pretty bored with what i've been seeing on blogs lately. a lot of reposting, a lot of the same kind of thing over and over. maybe i'm just not looking in the right places, or maybe i've become difficult to please... or maybe i'm just right, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i understand that it is also the natural ebb and flow of things. periods of static sameness are punctuated by bursts of brilliant creativity and ingenuity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;so without further adieu, here are my favourite 'roid week flickr submission thus far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S99MOZsAsaI/AAAAAAAABqk/Mbc6b8X8Nek/s1600/mosaic2893d91bb0ecce94b3fc2f2a2b4b98119e574406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S99MOZsAsaI/AAAAAAAABqk/Mbc6b8X8Nek/s400/mosaic2893d91bb0ecce94b3fc2f2a2b4b98119e574406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467172282948432290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/46737899@N00/4575335881/"&gt;what'cha reading?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/42281841@N00/4574455648/"&gt;Red &amp;amp; Yellow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/83568246@N00/4574980971/"&gt;day one**&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/27758978@N08/4574792098/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/36101698909@N01/4573382653/"&gt;traditions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/77568698@N00/4575008715/"&gt;Roid Spring = vitamins for the soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/87972835@N00/4575004734/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/38921876@N00/4575338423/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/34960906@N02/4575840834/"&gt;Spring Oak and Wildflowers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-3924056705706351300?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/3924056705706351300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=3924056705706351300&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3924056705706351300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3924056705706351300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/yay-for-roid-week-monday-edition.html' title='yay for &apos;Roid Week: the Monday edition!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9168cx8uNI/AAAAAAAABqc/5xxjSQ_4GkA/s400/mosaic02d1790b914540441a2940906a94ac4f4ab875ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466660701634083026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/32555777@N08/4566048225/"&gt;Solitude&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/14410084@N02/4568016189/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/19783910@N06/4569258531/"&gt;You grow, you grow like tornado, you grow from the inside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/30047067@N02/4556772178/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/97195119@N00/4553084658/"&gt;shadowboxer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/32375395@N08/4546632986/"&gt;old books - {Explore}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/28292780@N02/4538732394/"&gt;you can't feel it,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/24385706@N07/4558314588/"&gt;day one hundred and thirty three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/33210724@N03/4552303212/"&gt;dutch tulips from their beds. flaunted their stately heads. ~116~365 ~ ♥explored♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/34608210@N04/4520117351/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/47625271@N04/4568721886/"&gt;From - to&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/39762600@N03/4545513060/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;o hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i've been a lazy blogger. and i've been a lazy photographer - i'm so bored with my camera... the upgrade needs to happen soon! that, or i need to get my hands on some polaroid film. either way, it's going to cost moolah that i don't have at the moment. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i suppose now would be a good time to dig out my 35 mm analog cameras and take them out for a spring spin before there's no more spring left. so okay. will do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;in other news... i think i may have figured something out. i know, i know. i'm always figuring something out, LOL. you guys must think i'm insane. but for the first time in a long time, i don't feel insane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;if you've been following for awhile, you may have come to realize that i'm not exactly on a fixed path in this life. it is something i've struggled with ever since someone told me way back in school that i had to do something with my life. in my truly sagittarian way, i've always been uncomfortable with the idea of ruling things out. i want to do it all - but i have this immobilizing fear of never doing anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;looking back, i've done A LOT of things. i've had 25 jobs. i am not kidding you. i'm counting every little job i've ever had, of course. i have enrolled in no less than 5 post-secondary programs of study (i completed 2 of them). i have lived in 7 cities all across the province of Ontario. i have wanted to be a screenwriter, a photographer, an illustrator, a graphic designer, an interior designer, a novelist, a filmmaker, a journalist, a floral designer, a product colour-namer, a librarian, a travel writer, an editor, a playwright, a museum curator, and an art therapist (and i still want to be and do all of these things). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i took off by myself to travel Europe for what was supposed to be 6 months and came back from traveling the world 2 years later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i have always envied anyone who has always known exactly what they were going to do... or who didn't know but figured it out and stuck with it. people always tell me i lead an exciting life. i guess it could appear that way to those who reside outside of my body and my head. but i pretty much walk around in a constant state of alarm - what the hell will i do with myself NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;is it just poor planning? or is it something inexplicable? maybe the whole point of this incarnation for me is to get some experience. maybe i was born under this sign and lived through certain childhood events to send me on this journey to see and do as much as possible so that in my next life i can settle down. maybe this body is the home of a very young soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm not saying free will doesn't play a part here. i am ALL ABOUT free will. i think fate is like a guideline. you start out at A and you're supposed to get to B, but how you get there is up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i am definitely on the scenic route. i guess for the most part it has been lovely. there are things i wish i could go back and do differently, but i can't do that. i still contantly hunger for the A-HA! moment when i will know who i am and what i'm meant to be doing with myself... as if what i'm doing now isn't IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;when i look at the list of things i've wanted to do with my life, they all have something in common (with the exception of librarian - but i know where that comes from and it makes sense). they all involve the creating of something, or the facilitation of creativity on the part of others. this is not a revelation to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i keep making the mistake of believing that my chosen careerpath will define me... that the moment i choose a direction i will know exactly who i am. i desperately want to know myself, but i'm terrified of choosing a direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;even now... i am thinking of going back to school. again. years ago i enrolled in a Technical Writing program at Fanshawe College in London, Ontario. i wasn't able to procure funding, so i had to withdraw from the program. yesterday as i was scanning craigslist, every other jobposting in the writer section was for Technical Writers. so now i'm kicking myself, right? why didn't i try harder to get the tuition funds together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;okay, if i had been able to get the money for school, i likely wouldn't have gone traveling, at least not when i did. and one can deduce that all of the other good things that have happened to me since then wouldn't have happened... or maybe they would have, in just a different kind of way, who really knows? my boy and i both lived in the same city at the same time without knowing it, prior to our meeting here. maybe decisions we both made prevented us from meeting in London, but led us to meet in Toronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(yeah... we've been re-watching LOST from the beginning, okay? LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway. long story short. looking at September admission to Seneca College in the Technical Communications post-grad diploma program. get a certification in something practical, something in demand, something that i know i can do. something i was going to do 10 years ago. aye carumba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-5859269687566916746?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/5859269687566916746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=5859269687566916746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/5859269687566916746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/5859269687566916746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/05/experiencer-caught-in-her-stream-of.html' title='the experiencer caught in her stream of consciousness.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9168cx8uNI/AAAAAAAABqc/5xxjSQ_4GkA/s72-c/mosaic02d1790b914540441a2940906a94ac4f4ab875ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-7353734083366922835</id><published>2010-04-29T16:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:21:28.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>for art's sake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4384066846/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4384066846_1676632498_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-family:verdana;font-size:0.9em;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4384066846/"&gt;a little rain never hurt anyone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/spazberryjam/"&gt;spazberryjam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;something occurred to me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i love drawing. i love painting. i love the way it feels when the paint glides from my brush onto a surface, any surface. i love seeing something blank become something colourful. i don't care much for rules. i love doing things freehand, as much as possible. i don't always have a plan, and sometimes the things i make go through several evolutions before i know they're finished. sometimes i'm never finished. but i love the process. i love making art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but i don't think i enjoy selling it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;when i left my fulltime job to do the artist thing, i did it because i needed to know that i at least gave it a shot. it seemed like the perfect solution to my problem - to make a living doing something i love. but right from the get-go, something didn't feel 100% right about it. i was about 95% certain, and that seemed like good odds... whatever that 5% was, it didn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;at first i chalked it up to my fear of failing, and i assumed that as time wore on, and with each sale i made no matter how small, i would be energized and that 5% - the missing piece of the puzzle would materialize and it would click and i'd know i'm doing the right thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;nearly 3 months in, that has not happened. and of course, i know it isn't going to happen right away. but something else has happened. that 5% has been growing larger. i'm not exactly sure where it's at now, but feel that the scale has tipped in the other direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;basically, i think what i have discovered is that i am not interested in making art for other people. now that is has become "my job", i am bored to death with it. and that makes me sad, because i remember the first two weeks of this endeavour, when i was so happy that i had the time to be drawing and painting that i cried tears of joy. it didn't take long for that high to wear off, and for the act of creating to become a thing like work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but when i take the pressure off myself to do art that other people will like, the desire to draw and paint and create returns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;am i giving up on this? not necessarily. i think i have learned something really important. and as bummed as i sort of am, i'm actually not crying, which is kind of blowing my mind. because ever since i left my job to pursue my dream, there has been a lot of crying, and i couldn't fathom why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i have no intention of closing my etsy shop. but i'm relieving myself of the pressure to make things just for the sake of selling. i am still building my collection of vintage china with the intention of listing more as i continue to learn about them. and i am still photographing, and for some reason i have less of an issue with the idea of selling prints - so the goal of upgrading my camera and acquiring that printer for the purpose of selling photography prints is still high on my agenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but the drawing and painting has to be for me, personally. that's not to say i might never attempt to sell or exhibit something in the future... but for now, this is what it has to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;it's funny that i've surprised myself with this epiphany... i already knew this about myself on some level. i literally have folders full of feature length film and television scripts that i have written and then filed away, because the pressure to do something with them (either sell them or make them myself) is too much of a burden. i gave up the idea of a writing career, because it's too close, too personal, i put too much of myself into it, and the world of film and television writing isn't exactly a cupcakes-with-sprinkles-while-dancing-in-the-rain kind of world. and in truth, i am starting to see that the visual arts business isn't much different, much to my chagrin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i realize this is not an uncommon burden among artists. but it's one that i am obviously not yet ready to overcome. maybe i have some more learning to do before that can happen, or maybe it never will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but one thing is for certain... now that i've shrugged off the burden of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; of art, i have an itch that needs scratching, and the only thing that'll make it stop is a good old charcoal pencil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;toodles for today :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-7353734083366922835?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/7353734083366922835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=7353734083366922835&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/7353734083366922835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/7353734083366922835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-art-sake.html' title='for art&apos;s sake.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4384066846_1676632498_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-8837439277149411631</id><published>2010-04-27T18:43:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:24:51.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been knotty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;appy-polly-logies for the lack of posts recently. i'm kind of stumped for words it seems... not in a bad way... i guess i sort of feel like a bit of an observer lately. that isn't to say that i'm not at the wheel in my life - i have a lot of projects going on at the moment and i'm sort of flitting back and forth among them, and on top of that i've been working at the tea room (and loving it!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;what is my current state? sitting on the couch, washing down dinner with a beer. my feet are throbbing, because i was on them all day at the tea room. it was busy! the boy has discovered the band Vampire Weekend and he is playing me videos on youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;plans for this evening are pretty much comprised of celtic knot construction/illustrations. okay, here's something you didn't know about me: i kind of have a thing for celtic art - knots and spirals in particular. and as much as i'm able to find calendars and paintings and illustrations out there in the world which proves to me i'm not the only one who loves them, i have yet to meet another individual who practices the art of celtic knot drawing. it appears to be kind of a geeky, nerdy thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d-Yr_HRiI/AAAAAAAABl0/Sghj85gcrIw/s1600/mandala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d-Yr_HRiI/AAAAAAAABl0/Sghj85gcrIw/s400/mandala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464975635426788898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(this is a celtic mandala i did several years ago...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i used to be really good at it, and then it sort of fell by the wayside when people in my life failed to be as impressed by the art as i am. back when i used to share an apartment with my sister, i used to hang my celtic knot paintings to dry on the living room wall, and she was so embarrassed by them she would ask me to take them down whenever she had friends over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d943zozDI/AAAAAAAABls/H3b3NxTti28/s1600/knot+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d943zozDI/AAAAAAAABls/H3b3NxTti28/s400/knot+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464975088844065842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d94czCarI/AAAAAAAABlk/I2gVbFuPcV8/s1600/knot+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d94czCarI/AAAAAAAABlk/I2gVbFuPcV8/s400/knot+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464975081593793202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d94N1N_hI/AAAAAAAABlc/howU2thqVVs/s1600/knot+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d94N1N_hI/AAAAAAAABlc/howU2thqVVs/s400/knot+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464975077576408594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(these are a few of my old celtic knot doodles... do they embarrass you? LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;now that i'm picking it back up again, i'm really excited about it, and even my boyfriend - who thinks everything i do is art, LOL - seems to think it's really weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d_EaM1boI/AAAAAAAABmM/3tYYtXKScyQ/s1600/knot2+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d_EaM1boI/AAAAAAAABmM/3tYYtXKScyQ/s1600/knot2+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d_EaM1boI/AAAAAAAABmM/3tYYtXKScyQ/s400/knot2+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464976386566745730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d_EAhCzHI/AAAAAAAABmE/qOV1r020cyo/s1600/knot4+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 381px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d_EAhCzHI/AAAAAAAABmE/qOV1r020cyo/s400/knot4+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464976379672185970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d_d7xwOmI/AAAAAAAABmc/ghGC8rSwOAk/s1600/knot1+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d_d7xwOmI/AAAAAAAABmc/ghGC8rSwOAk/s400/knot1+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464976825076693602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d_Ds3CX5I/AAAAAAAABl8/3ZO-WwKG3Ss/s1600/knot6+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d_Ds3CX5I/AAAAAAAABl8/3ZO-WwKG3Ss/s400/knot6+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464976374395723666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(these are some preliminary sketches i did last night... it has been a long time and it seems to be more difficult than i remember! more practice is needed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;are celtic knots really that nerdy? i don't want to tattoo them on my  skin or anything, i just really love the way they look and i'm still  mystified as to why no one else i know agrees with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;am i seriously all alone in celtic-knot-love-land?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-8837439277149411631?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/8837439277149411631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=8837439277149411631&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8837439277149411631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8837439277149411631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-been-knotty.html' title='i&apos;ve been knotty...'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9d-Yr_HRiI/AAAAAAAABl0/Sghj85gcrIw/s72-c/mandala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-6610045634660501468</id><published>2010-04-23T09:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T09:54:55.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr Favourites Friday: Flowers and Femmes :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;because they just go really well together (um, yeah, understatement of the year!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9GkuWlajwI/AAAAAAAABk8/0uuDMORJQRw/s1600/mosaiccc034fe301ff42fe021f549daf301b84ada5053f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9GkuWlajwI/AAAAAAAABk8/0uuDMORJQRw/s400/mosaiccc034fe301ff42fe021f549daf301b84ada5053f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463328939220569858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/43747292@N03/4542209003/"&gt;Light rain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/34427441@N02/4543819853/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/27818145@N00/4496831682/"&gt;Reborn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/42765073@N04/4521667720/"&gt;Explored: 35/365 + Secret #1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/34504799@N05/4540421028/"&gt;There’s magic everywhere (36# Explore)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/11237657@N02/4538032042/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/94224809@N00/4541423602/"&gt;life is beautiful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/27622171@N07/4523445559/"&gt;P1240974&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/41294796@N00/4530152226/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/97997400@N00/4528532982/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/37776301@N00/4440131456/"&gt;Flowers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/97195119@N00/4480891266/"&gt;laughter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/39036397@N02/4484061752/"&gt;flower&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/67344573@N00/4463161707/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/36093688@N02/4434266798/"&gt;25755 Adiantum pedatum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, 16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/35208241@N00/4449800918/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and before i sign off this morning to have what i hope will be a productive and rewarding friday, i wanted to gush about the lovely CAPow! at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://windshielddiaries.blogspot.com/"&gt;windshield diaries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, who has been doing analog camera themed posts all week... she has put together a really cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://windshielddiaries.blogspot.com/2010/04/analog-camera-week-etsy-finds.html"&gt; analog camera themed etsy finds board&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, and my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;sweet diana mini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; painting is her #2! eeeeeee! i can't even begin to tell you how flattered, thrilled and excited i am by this! windshield diaries is one of my favourite blogs and CAPow! is the coolest :) thanks again, CAPow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;happy friday everyone! i hope you have the bestest day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-6610045634660501468?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/6610045634660501468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=6610045634660501468&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/6610045634660501468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/6610045634660501468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/flickr-favourites-friday-flowers-and.html' title='Flickr Favourites Friday: Flowers and Femmes :)'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9GkuWlajwI/AAAAAAAABk8/0uuDMORJQRw/s72-c/mosaiccc034fe301ff42fe021f549daf301b84ada5053f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-2281951380686959200</id><published>2010-04-22T18:56:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:53:58.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>crushtime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;every now and then i feel the need to blog about my girlcrushes, but i've sort of noticed that i rarely talk about the boys: the ones who get my motor running - the men of film, television and music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;much like the girls, some of them are true-blue, love them till the day i die (or the day they do something unsavoury), and some of them come and go as my tastes change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;somethings never change though. like my girlcrushes, i definitely have a "type" when it comes to the boys. with the girls, it tends to be fair skin, doe-eyes, and auburn or brown hair, often wavy and long, but that's not a hard and fast rule. they say that women tend to favour chicks who sort of resemble themselves in some way, and i think that's true to some extent. i'm naturally fair-haired, but my mother at age 16 was pretty much the description of the look i tend to go for (isn't that kind of sweet?! maybe i should tell her that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the men in my boycrush file have a wide range of overall appearances and personal styles. but they all seem to have a certain quality in common. a particular eye-shape. a bit of scruffiness. a definite puppydog thing. and for some reason, they tend to have what i will refer to as "powerful noses", LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;there are three in particular who have been on my mind of late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Joshua Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9Dh6oYqQKI/AAAAAAAABkM/MA9yFZHRLo4/s1600/mosaic7e74dda97fb6aa24ccedeee7de41efdbc85f9533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9Dh6oYqQKI/AAAAAAAABkM/MA9yFZHRLo4/s400/mosaic7e74dda97fb6aa24ccedeee7de41efdbc85f9533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463114745389924514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;aka Peter Bishop on Fringe, and Ben Tyler in the film One Week. i was never a Dawson's Creek fan, so i never really got the whole Pacey character thing. but i think he has reached a level of hotness i never expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Glen Hansard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9DitSyedJI/AAAAAAAABkU/10hWiAZfRZE/s1600/mosaic8f2c8d814f15606f0fb62e919c82272f2817e795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9DitSyedJI/AAAAAAAABkU/10hWiAZfRZE/s400/mosaic8f2c8d814f15606f0fb62e919c82272f2817e795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463115615765951634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Glen is the lead singer of the Irish band The Frames, and is one half of The Swell Season, which he formed with his friend Marketa Irglova, his co-star from the wonderful film Once. there is just something about Glen that kills me (and every other girl who has ever had the pleasure of seeing him perform live, i'm sure).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and last but not least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sam Trammell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9Djgzra56I/AAAAAAAABkc/jloJzs1USm4/s1600/mosaic902e0559da57fa59a69b3c4a26ebe9ccedc3d129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9Djgzra56I/AAAAAAAABkc/jloJzs1USm4/s400/mosaic902e0559da57fa59a69b3c4a26ebe9ccedc3d129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463116500768057250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;aka Sam Merlotte on True Blood. every time i see him on screen, i am hypnotized. a bomb could go off in my backyard and i would not notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but i must say that i'm a pretty lucky girl, because my biggest crush of all time, the one who is sitting in the livingroom with me as i type this, sharing some Black Tower with me and watching Dave Chappelle stand-up, is the embodiment of all the things i love about Joshua and Glen and Sam... and all the best things about good men everywhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the apple of my eye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9Du9zUxyuI/AAAAAAAABk0/ZeozSoV0VRA/s1600/pola+chad+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9Du9zUxyuI/AAAAAAAABk0/ZeozSoV0VRA/s400/pola+chad+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463129093517200098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(omg, he is eating lime wedges... sigh. they broke the mold, i tell ya :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps - the above photo is not a real px600 shot - it is a poladroid that i tweaked in sepia tone using picasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-2281951380686959200?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/2281951380686959200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=2281951380686959200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/2281951380686959200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/2281951380686959200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/crushtime.html' title='crushtime...'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S9Dh6oYqQKI/AAAAAAAABkM/MA9yFZHRLo4/s72-c/mosaic7e74dda97fb6aa24ccedeee7de41efdbc85f9533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-4511767768485359834</id><published>2010-04-21T16:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:08:18.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spoiled ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;it has been awhile since i've been award-tagged. i can't say i blame anyone, because my blog has been kind of a downer the last little while, LOL. as much as i feel like things are getting better, i still feel like i have a lot of catching up to do, blogwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and so i was surprised to find out that the lovely Sabriel tagged me for this award:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S89hZbLIq0I/AAAAAAAABj8/XormVtVVYjg/s1600/heartblogawardcass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S89hZbLIq0I/AAAAAAAABj8/XormVtVVYjg/s400/heartblogawardcass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462691962442787650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;let me just start by saying THANK YOU, Sabriel! you rock. if you are currently not a follower of Sabriel's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://tallasgrass.blogspot.com/"&gt;we can be as tall as grass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, you might want to check it out, for many reasons, like the fact that she has the soul of a poet... and also has photos of BABY GEESE SNORGLING EACH OTHER in a recent post. among other things, of course :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;secondly, i have to say that i don't feel like i deserve this tag at all, because i've been so out of it recently. but i'm really really happy to know that people really do stick by you during the rough patches and the absences and the commentless lurking phases. so i'm accepting this on behalf of everyone who feels like they've been a shit blogger at some point :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;lastly, the conditions of acceptance state that once i have posted the award and thanked the one who tagged me, that i must nominate 15 loveable bloggers for the award. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;oh man... i don't even know where to begin! there are so many wonderful blogs that i enjoy reading, bloggers with hearts of gold whom i would love to acknowledge. problem is, i can't really remember who i've tagged for awards in the past, and i don't want to overlook anyone. i also dislike the feeling of being exclusive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;so here's the dealio. i hope you don't think this is a cop-out... the idea of selecting 15 of you to acknowledge as bloggers i love just makes my head spin. so! have a look at the right hand column of my blog where all my widgets are... scroll down to the *omgsopretty* section - that's my blogroll. if you see your blog there, it means i'm a devoted follower and lover of your blog! consider yourself nominated and feel free to accept the award by continuing the tag on your own blog :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;(i know it is still somewhat exclusive, as not everyone i follow ends up on my blogroll, and some have come and gone, and then been added back again (i try to make sure there are no dead links, or that those in my blogroll are fairly active bloggers). it is sort of a fluid space and it changes frequently depending upon who i find myself reading more often). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i had my first shift at the Tea Room today, and i think it went really well! i'm training in the kitchen at the moment, and once i become fluent in kitchen operations, i'll begin to do more front of house activity. i had a blast learning to make all the little sandwiches (egg salad goes on heart-shaped bread! ehn!) and learning the presentation aspect of everything. and i tasted Monk's Prayer tea for the first time in my life, and i am SO HOOKED. instant favourite! and the ladies i'm working for are wonderful. i'm really on cloud 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;hope your day has been filled with good things :)&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-4511767768485359834?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/4511767768485359834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=4511767768485359834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4511767768485359834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4511767768485359834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/spoiled.html' title='spoiled ;)'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S89hZbLIq0I/AAAAAAAABj8/XormVtVVYjg/s72-c/heartblogawardcass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-4803971250641005052</id><published>2010-04-19T18:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:20:42.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>colours of the day: pink and grey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;all shades of silver, all shades of rose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because i like them, and oh yeah, so do you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8zcOTYLaYI/AAAAAAAABj0/Cs2WOWNU_As/s1600/mosaic50f12ab636b98b55acf8a917a7a860ce162e3d3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8zcOTYLaYI/AAAAAAAABj0/Cs2WOWNU_As/s400/mosaic50f12ab636b98b55acf8a917a7a860ce162e3d3c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461982586371533186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/27899045@N08/4478275931/"&gt;Good Morning Spring&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/87972835@N00/4523509676/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;, 3. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/42327824@N08/4485728506/"&gt;Fuschia Bloom&lt;/a&gt;, 4. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/35309648@N06/4515622618/"&gt;spring romance&lt;/a&gt;, 5. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/10036186@N06/4502438721/"&gt;windswept petals&lt;/a&gt;, 6. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/10036186@N06/4505659070/"&gt;memories of days past&lt;/a&gt;, 7. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/10036186@N06/4511646100/"&gt;neon sky&lt;/a&gt;, 8. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/28296915@N00/4504537149/"&gt;old otterbein&lt;/a&gt;, 9. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/43503950@N00/4483138929/"&gt;soft bokeh&lt;/a&gt;, 10. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/38921876@N00/4523270885/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;, 11. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/32681435@N00/4487411711/"&gt;Polaroid SX-70&lt;/a&gt;, 12. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/12578697@N03/4474360213/"&gt;With U&lt;/a&gt;, 13. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/24780672@N02/4468580101/"&gt;sunny sunday&lt;/a&gt;, 14. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/14384441@N00/4506145160/"&gt;glasses&lt;/a&gt;, 15. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/36260204@N07/4507167541/"&gt;explore&lt;/a&gt;, 16. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/51674556@N00/4514221121/"&gt;no. 11 | unintended&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;(please click the above links to be taken to the artists photostreams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-4803971250641005052?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/4803971250641005052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=4803971250641005052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4803971250641005052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4803971250641005052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/colours-of-day-pink-and-grey.html' title='colours of the day: pink and grey.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8zcOTYLaYI/AAAAAAAABj0/Cs2WOWNU_As/s72-c/mosaic50f12ab636b98b55acf8a917a7a860ce162e3d3c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-2617061338350436531</id><published>2010-04-19T16:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:44:21.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>victorian garden tea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;that is the name of my new employer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;if you've been following, you might know that i've been sort of down in the dumps lately due to the fact that i've been having a hard time nailing down the right part-time job to supplement my new artist lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;it has partially been my own fault, in that i will admit i've been rather selective about where i have put in my application. but i didn't see the point in applying for jobs i knew were not going to satisfy a certain je ne sais quoi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;having said that, i was starting to feel a bit desperate. i was wondering if i had done the right thing by leaving my full-time job at InterfaceFLOR. my bills have been looming, and while i've made a few etsy sales, it hasn't been enough to cover my costs. and this has drastically impacted my inspiration level and drive to create. because the moment i feel i HAVE to paint, i just CAN'T. i left Interface because art was all i wanted to do, and at the end of the day or even come the weekend,  i had no time or energy left in me to do it. funny how quickly the tables can turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway, the focus has been on finding something in my neighbourhood, because i just can't handle the 3 hours a day it takes to commute downtown and back. it sounded a lot easier than it turned out to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so, today i went out walking to the library to pay my late fines (you would think that in light of my dire financial situation i could return my books on time but... well, obviously not) and it was such a nice day that i decided to take the scenic route home. i have always been aware of the lovely tea shop on the corner of martin grove and burnhamthorpe - i've popped in there a few times to gaze at their lovely china and gifts, with a goal of having tea in their tea room someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;as i walked by today, i saw a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;help wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; sign in their window...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and i ran home and changed my clothes and grabbed my resume and went back, and the owner invited me in for tea, and she was lovely and we had such a great conversation and she asked me to start on wednesday! eeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you might also be aware of my recently ignited obsession with all things tea and fine china and tea parties. i can't even tell you how excited i am to serve high tea at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.victoriangardentea.com/"&gt;Victorian Garden Tea Room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this couldn't be a more perfect fit... weekends and casual weekday work, in my neighbourhood, with a lovely team of ladies of all ages, in a pretty shop filled with gorgeous staffordshire china... with plenty of time left over to paint and photograph! it is almost too good to be true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;in honour of today's good fortune, here is a spot of flickr tea for you! the links below will take you to the artists' photostreams :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8zNt4FaQEI/AAAAAAAABjs/O1x4SJk8msM/s1600/mosaic7455e324f3b2400e48e0e89068ad267254d76b8a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8zNt4FaQEI/AAAAAAAABjs/O1x4SJk8msM/s400/mosaic7455e324f3b2400e48e0e89068ad267254d76b8a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461966636126453826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/32298741@N07/4414826302/"&gt;cup o' tea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/28011314@N04/4508382836/"&gt;gioia che afferri improvvisa in un giorno qualunque&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/48197152@N05/4426385332/"&gt;Tea??&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/45468462@N04/4238082164/"&gt;The perception of normal?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/90136542@N00/4506822431/"&gt;morning tea for one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/47766471@N07/4465036611/"&gt;Day 18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/44755561@N08/4489371380/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/12620383@N03/4419663329/"&gt;we sit on the porch and drink tea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/10715176@N02/4531471331/"&gt;Tea with Kate &amp;amp; Fiona  * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/30612405@N08/4419027101/"&gt;MAD HATTERS TEA PARTY AND FASCINATOR WORKSHOP AT BAKE-A-BOO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/26714078@N04/4513882430/"&gt;tea time.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/73602735@N00/4158632004/"&gt;a cup of tea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/34638323@N08/4391741192/"&gt;Tea for Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/21475472@N04/4436685548/"&gt;Vintage Tea Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/34829221@N00/4488405728/"&gt;365.93&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, 16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://flickr.com/photos/19586912@N06/4471271525/"&gt;Teacup Growth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2741662342775327583-2617061338350436531?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/2617061338350436531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=2617061338350436531&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/2617061338350436531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/2617061338350436531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/victorian-garden-tea.html' title='victorian garden tea.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8zNt4FaQEI/AAAAAAAABjs/O1x4SJk8msM/s72-c/mosaic7455e324f3b2400e48e0e89068ad267254d76b8a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-623489632236327892</id><published>2010-04-17T17:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:00:38.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica Simpson is the new Mandy Moore. wait... what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Jessica Simpson did something that i like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i wouldn't say i have ever despised her... i'm just not a fan of her music (although, i don't really know what her music is, to be honest, i'm pretty sure it's not my kind of thing). i mean, she burst onto the scene along with a number of other young blonde hot teenage pop princess type girls whose music wasn't my thing either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;one of them, Mandy Moore, seems to sort of wrested control from the hands of her marketers and recording labels and emerged more like what seems to be her authentic self. still don't know what her music is, but i have this thing where if she appears on the cover of a magazine, i will buy it. i think i just kind of like her as a person - she seems more real to me than so much of what is out there in mainstream pop culture. and i have always meant to have a listen to her newer music, i just have not yet gotten around to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;back to Jessica Simpson though (yeah, really. LOL!). pretty much everything i know about her i learned from Perez Hilton and Access Hollywood. i'm sure that's true for most people. and everytime i would see her on a magazine cover, or in the entertainment headlines, i would roll my eyes and go, oh my GAWD she is so vapid and annoying, will she please just go away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i'm sure many of you have heard about her latest cover - Marie Claire (which is one of my favourite magazines) has done her sans makeup, and sans retouching. when i first heard about it, i was all like, phbt! whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;this afternoon, as i was picking up some things at the drug store, there was a massive line-up at the cash, so i thought i would peruse the magazine racks until the line went down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;(i used to be a  fashion mag addict. not so much anymore, since everything that is in them tends to end up on the net  anyway... but occasionally i'll pick one up if it catches my eye).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i caught a glimpse of Marie Claire's au naturel Jessica Simpson cover, and i decided to flip through it. and you know what? even though she still doesn't come off as super intelligent (she refers to a 10 year old clothing item as vintage... sigh... oh Jessica) she made me like her, in that Mandy Moore kind of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;she came off just so real, authentically herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8ot1h33T4I/AAAAAAAABiM/MLkMZk0reKU/s1600/mosaic500ef835583f018d3943cce3ec52d889d50b7d23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8ot1h33T4I/AAAAAAAABiM/MLkMZk0reKU/s400/mosaic500ef835583f018d3943cce3ec52d889d50b7d23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461227895789145986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i have never identified with her blonde bombshell, plunging necklines and animal prints style. but suddenly, i see her as a real person - someone who struggles with a lot of pressure to look a certain way, who has endured a lot of criticism from the masses for gaining 5 lbs and having a photo taken from an awkward angle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;as i flipped through the pages, i realized that in terms of body shape, i'm actually quite similar to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;here's where i admit that i sometimes get hung up on exteriors. i don't consider myself to be vain, because i also have a tendency to get hung up on the more ponderous issues in life, such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;why the eff am i here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;. i think that because i do get stuck on trying to figure out the meaning of life, while at the same time recognizing that it is likely an unanswerable question, that i feel that if i can perfect the much less meaningful "appearances" aspect of things, that i will be able to move through the daily grind with confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and let me just say, that it has never worked. and i keep going down that pathway, and i end up even more depressed, because holy shit, i can't get that right either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i have a tendency to judge myself pretty harshly. i incessantly compare myself to others and wonder why i can't be living a life like theirs. and the answer to that is simple: i'm not here to live someone else's life, i'm here to live mine. so it is high time i stopped trying to model myself after everyone i'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i think we're all just trying to find ourselves, whether we are consciously aware of it or not. i just happen to be one of these people who is hyper-aware of it. i'm aware of it 24/7. i think about it way too much. who am i? if i wear this frilly dress, will i suddenly know who i am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;this is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8osBKO3qdI/AAAAAAAABiE/qH4M2iWryds/s1600/moiaussi+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8osBKO3qdI/AAAAAAAABiE/qH4M2iWryds/s400/moiaussi+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461225896578361810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i am never going to be 5'10'', and i'm never going to be the best in the world at all the things i want to be the best in the world at doing. but i'm good at some things. and even if i have to go back to work at some 9-5 office job, it doesn't mean i've failed as an artist, or as a human being. what defines me is the way i treat others, and the way i treat myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and if i treat myself like a lesser being, i'm not doing myself or anyone else any favours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i guess what i'm rambling on about is... i need to be inspired by real people. there is nothing wrong with appreciating beauty, but i need to separate myself from what i see around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i've done some horrible things to myself. i would never treat anyone the way i have treated myself. i have a lot of years left on this planet, and i'm not going to suffer through them, at least not by my own hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;thank you, Jessica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-623489632236327892?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/623489632236327892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=623489632236327892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/623489632236327892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/623489632236327892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/jessica-simpson-is-new-mandy-moore-wait.html' title='Jessica Simpson is the new Mandy Moore. wait... what?'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8ot1h33T4I/AAAAAAAABiM/MLkMZk0reKU/s72-c/mosaic500ef835583f018d3943cce3ec52d889d50b7d23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-2227234129432288273</id><published>2010-04-13T20:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:44:50.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>etsy update and other loveliness :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;well. i wanted to give you guys an etsy update, as it has been quite a long time since i have done that! the shop is doing not too badly, if i do say so myself - 3 sales in the first month... i have no idea how that compares to most other fledgeling shops, but when i sit back and think about it - it seems to be a good start, and that's really all i could hope for :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;admittedly, i haven't spent as much time on the promotion and marketing aspect of it as i had planned. in the beginning i sort of hit the ground running, but i've slowed down a bit too much for my own liking. i find the promotional aspect of it sort of exhausting. it is definitely not a natural strength of mine, but it is necessary. i think i might try and set myself a kind of schedule for marketing. it doesn't have to be revolutionary, but it does need to be consistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i was sort of hoping to brag to you about a new item i had listed, but it sold just hours after i listed it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8UMr1hpLqI/AAAAAAAABd8/KLThpBVSWbo/s1600/lantern+sky+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8UMr1hpLqI/AAAAAAAABd8/KLThpBVSWbo/s400/lantern+sky+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459784070498692770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and i think i've finally figured out the direction for my poladud project! so expect to see an update where that is concerned very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;as far as recent photography, i went on a couple of photowalks around my neighbourhood in the last week... once just after the rain, and the place was like some kind of water-droplet fairy-land... and then on sunday the boy and i went for a walk in the park behind our house - it was a gorgeous sunny, blue-sky day and perfect for photographing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8UOiR2RooI/AAAAAAAABeE/nxixPcXkVaQ/s1600/mosaicbb830d9f710ef38d2cf44b8d4d8d98340824194c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8UOiR2RooI/AAAAAAAABeE/nxixPcXkVaQ/s400/mosaicbb830d9f710ef38d2cf44b8d4d8d98340824194c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459786105325986434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i haven't got much in the way of words at the moment (you're getting off light this time, LOL - i'm aware that my words have been on the heavy side lately and i'm working on getting some balance where that is concerned).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the boy and i are about to crack open the bottle of Glenfiddich we've been saving for just this kind of night - mild, clear, fresh and sweet. time to hit the backyard with our whisky on the rocks and enjoy the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;bon soir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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:)'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8UMr1hpLqI/AAAAAAAABd8/KLThpBVSWbo/s72-c/lantern+sky+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-5707218803804995120</id><published>2010-04-12T10:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:37:36.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i live in a glass house so from now on i'll keep my stones to myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;if the title of this post makes sense to you, then please accept it as my apology (sometimes i think i'm witty and hilarious but it turns out i'm just a jerk).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;if it doesn't then... tra la la la la :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;welcome to another Monday. i hope everyone's weekend was grand! on saturday the boy and i enjoyed a lovely evening of drink, conversation and food over at his friends' place - they always show us a fab time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and they showed us something HILARIOUS as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i have no idea how long this has been around... but it's effing hilarious! remember back in the day when MTV was just a new idea, and music videos were all about strange effects and stories that made no sense or had no relation to the song whatsoever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;we all love Bonnie Tyler's Total Eclipse of the Heart. and i remember seeing the music video way back when, and accepting it as something revolutionary and cool and ahead of it's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i haven't seen it in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and someone  (who clearly IS witty and hilarious and clever, too boot) made this - a literal translation of the original Total Eclipse music video via new lyrics to the song. i don't remember the last time i laughed this hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;if you haven't seen this before and you really need a good laugh: enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lj-x9ygQEGA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lj-x9ygQEGA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and now, i'm making myself do some artwork on this gorgeously bright and shiny day. i guess i just have to remind myself that if i was still working at the old nine-to-five that i'd be sitting in an office looking out the window... so it's kind of awesome that i'm working from home and can go out for a sun-break anytime i want :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;happy day to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-5707218803804995120?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/5707218803804995120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=5707218803804995120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/5707218803804995120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/5707218803804995120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-live-in-glass-house-so-from-now-on.html' title='i live in a glass house so from now on i&apos;ll keep my stones to myself.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-8291781501037652542</id><published>2010-04-10T10:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T11:14:27.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a silvery shade of monochromatic  world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the first shots of the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.the-impossible-project.com/"&gt;Impossible Project&lt;/a&gt;'s newly released &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://shop.the-impossible-project.com/shop/film/sx70/fi_sx70_1_px100_ff"&gt;PX100 instant film &lt;/a&gt;have been making their way to flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;when i first read the announcement and the instructions on how to use the new instant film, i have to admit i felt exasperated. i mean, i fully support the Impossible Project and their development of new instant film technology. i love instant film... and i love Polaroid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but in the Impossible Project's announcement, they made the new PX100 film sound like a real bitchy diva starlet - moody and difficult to work with. like, in order to get a sharp exposure, you would have to take the picture between 17 and 17.4 degrees celsius, at 1:18 pm GMT, with 3 fluffy clouds in the sky and inside a transparent plastic bubble. i'm exaggerating, of course, but i'm the kind of person who can't follow instructions, so i figured the PX1oo film and i would not get along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and did i really care? since the film is monochromatic anyway, and i'm a die-hard colour fanatic. so i kind of wrote it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but i'm so glad that it was embraced by so many in the flickr community. because i'm loving what i'm seeing. the images are so dreamy, and nostalgic - they have that sort of it's-the-1940's-and-instant-film-has-just-been-invented look and feel to them, so that even an oddly composed, off-kilter shot of a telephone pole looks like art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8CPNlJpjCI/AAAAAAAABd0/i3X1JmtrenQ/s1600/mosaicf748989b17957db76510c37071dc204e9d3a1166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S8CPNlJpjCI/AAAAAAAABd0/i3X1JmtrenQ/s400/mosaicf748989b17957db76510c37071dc204e9d3a1166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458520211846695970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/51674556@N00/4505921486/"&gt;no. 10 | blood orange&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/42389157@N06/4478930858/"&gt;swept&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/13929889@N05/4503274235/"&gt;N˚5 :: balls of light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/51554137@N00/4483234676/"&gt;Candle 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/42389157@N06/4496404106/"&gt;under the light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/8319189@N04/4483834923/"&gt;1rst&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/26426801@N03/4487389194/"&gt;Dawn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/12538465@N05/4495738723/"&gt;Loved and Care, CANON 7 50mm F0.95&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/14384441@N00/4506145160/"&gt;glasses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/34554625@N00/4496530703/"&gt;Polaroid_PX100_0001&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/10036186@N06/4505659070/"&gt;memories of days past&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/26228163@N00/4484570595/"&gt;Le secret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/39210136@N03/4480110710/"&gt;London, March 31st, 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/28196267@N02/4472115450/"&gt;I'll drink to that!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/79727615@N00/4457692154/"&gt;Impossible Project - Testshooting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/46781768@N06/4502018167/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 17. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/24809406@N00/4505647827/"&gt;Slow Down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/33533267@N00/4486879926/"&gt;New PX100 film&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 19. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/10639969@N05/4490861163/"&gt;tea cup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/41510596@N04/4498348750/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/38269664@N05/4477196694/"&gt;PX 100 / N°2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 22. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/33478551@N05/4457200020/"&gt;Impossibly foggy tree. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 23. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/42389157@N06/4480868595/"&gt;aveuglée&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 24. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/87972835@N00/4455967162/"&gt;basketful of snow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 25. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/10639969@N05/4488815352/"&gt;px100buttons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;now... these are not oddly composed off-kilter telephone pole shots. most of these were taken by skilled photogs with sx70 polaroid cameras, so they knew what they were doing and achieved gorgeous results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the px100 film is expensive and you only get 8 exposures per pack, and it's not exactly available at your corner drugstore, which is another reason why i have not yet taken the px100 leap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but now i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are your thoughts on the new instant film? are you as impressed with the results as i am? or do you think the Impossible Project has a little more work to do before they get it 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i was inspired by Andrea's post at &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.crownology.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fit to be Seen&lt;/a&gt;, which pretty much expresses who she is in non-human form. so beautiful... and i thought it would be the perfect friday post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and because i have to do things in my own special way, i feel the need to elaborate on some of my answers, because in a sense, i am all things - i'm a malleable, mutable entity, and i can find a way to be just about anything in some way. so i feel that  some, if not all, of my responses require a bit of description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I were a month I’d be October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;i&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; had to think about this. i have a strong affinity for December, because of the general festive qualilty about it, and because it is my birth month. but overall, October is my favourite month because of the colours and the anticipation of what is to come - the anticipation of December, in a way, if that makes any sense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L5c6nZfI/AAAAAAAABdU/2pH4N3lhXOI/s1600/4093791525_a8c34a42e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L5c6nZfI/AAAAAAAABdU/2pH4N3lhXOI/s320/4093791525_a8c34a42e3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458164723783001586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;f I were a day I’d be Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was born on a Thursday, so again, it's sort of like my day. but my favourite day is Sunday. tranquility always finds me on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a time of day I’d be sunrise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm rarely present at sunrise, but the times i have were among the most magical. plus... whatever happened yesterday often just kind of dissipates when the sun rises on a new day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I were a planet I’d be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jupiter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do most people have a favourite planet? i do. it's Jupiter. again... its the one that the astrologists say is my ruling planet. but that's not why. it's because of it's vibrant colour, and it's giant red splotch - the storm that never ceases. it's like a metaphor for life. plus, the big red splotch kind of reminds me of my birthmark (here's something you didn't know about me! i was born with a large strawberry mark on my right thigh. it has faded substantially, but it's still there, my very own Jupiter Storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a sea animal I’d be a jellyfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;delicate but dangerous... dangerous because it is delicate. we all need to protect ourselves somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a direction I’d be East.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;everywhere i want to be East of here... of course, if you keep going East, you eventually find yourself back where you started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;f  I were a piece of furniture I’d  be a china cabinet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;full of beautiful, breakable things. look, but don't touch. and if you do decide to open the door and handle a piece or two... please be careful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a liquid I’d be ginger tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot. comforting. spicy. aromatic. soothing. healing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a gem stone I’d be opal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again, i wiffle-waffled on this one. my three favourite gemstones are opal, turquoise, and ruby zoisite. and each of those stones possess so much variability. opals can be white, black, red, blue, green... or all of those at once. turquoise can be more blue or more green, solid and opaque, or filled with black veins. and ruby zoisite can be more green than red, more red than pink, or more pink than green. i chose opal because it really is all things to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L6M1OUDI/AAAAAAAABds/tZVwKrMH-XQ/s1600/4339747688_97d03eec11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L6M1OUDI/AAAAAAAABds/tZVwKrMH-XQ/s320/4339747688_97d03eec11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458164736645287986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;f  I were a tree I’d be blue spruce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the other conifers went for green. it just had to be different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I were a tool I’d be a hammer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;...when all you need is a screwdriver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I were a flower I’d be a violet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;my mom has always had violets. they were always wilting. it took a lot of practice and care and patience to get them to thrive. she never ever gave up on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I  were an element of weather I’d be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fog takes no shape, and yet it is a kind of obstacle. it obscures your view, but in a passive, tranquil sort of way. you have to pay attention. slow down. look for the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I were a musical  instrument I’d  be an acoustic guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no particular metaphorical reason, it's just my favourite instrument :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a color I'd be Purple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this was the toughest. purple means so many things. it means lilac and violet and indigo, and i can't choose between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were an emotion I’d be Wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because it accompanies discovery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a fruit I’d be a raspberry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;gain, nothing metaphorical here... i just love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I were a sound I’d be a purr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be in the presence of a purring cat is divine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L5wg5y8I/AAAAAAAABdk/fFGPKtyukxU/s1600/4339746486_587626e23c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L5wg5y8I/AAAAAAAABdk/fFGPKtyukxU/s320/4339746486_587626e23c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458164729043864514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were an element I'd be Silver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beautiful even when tarnished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a car I’d be a jeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but not just any jeep. i'd be the old pinkish-burgundy jeep that belonged to my grandfather. he kept it in his backyard even after it was no longer roadworthy, because he was so attached to it he couldn't part with it. i know that sounds tacky, to have a broken-down old vehicle languishing on the property,  but somehow, it never looked junky in the backyard... it lived by the fence that separated his yard from the neighbour's, right next to a lilac tree, near near what looked like a whole forest when i was a little kid. it always looked pretty and decorative there - even in it's disrepair, it was beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a food I’d be blueberry pancakes with butter and maple syrup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say hello to my ultimate indulgence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a place I’d be an Irish Pub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in Ireland. anywhere in Ireland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a material I'd be chenille.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there once was a sweater that was destroyed in the washing machine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I were a taste I’d be maple syrup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smoky, delicate, sweet, complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I were a scent I’d be vanilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vanilla goes with everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I were a body  part I’d be a pair of feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go. stop. dance. kick. fight. skip. tiptoe. balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a song I’d be &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.last.fm/music/Josh+Ritter/Animal+Years/Idaho"&gt;Idaho by Josh Ritter.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;melodic, acoustic, lyrical, mournful, nostalgic, hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I were a bird I'd be a budgie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;growing up, we had budgies. they were the best :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I were a gift  I'd be a decorative trinket box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you don't really need it, but you always end up finding a use for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a city I'd be Edinburgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;historic, rife with ghosts and stories and legends,  but always welcoming, always home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L5F6lfrI/AAAAAAAABdM/_TrO5tU_WH4/s1600/4091644986_3db26039ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L5F6lfrI/AAAAAAAABdM/_TrO5tU_WH4/s320/4091644986_3db26039ec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458164717608861362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a door I'd be a storytime drop-down castle door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heavy, hard to get to (because of the moat around the castle, duh!) and tough to open, but you just know there is something wonderful inside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I were a pair of shoes I’d be Mary-Janes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they're my signature shoe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L5nhBBRI/AAAAAAAABdc/f0idwR4w4uM/s1600/4312198053_4b9802d792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L5nhBBRI/AAAAAAAABdc/f0idwR4w4uM/s320/4312198053_4b9802d792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458164726628418834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If  I were a poem I would be a sonnet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;simple enough in construction, musical on the ear, but often has a hidden meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 64);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-5407853422397557317?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/5407853422397557317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S79L5c6nZfI/AAAAAAAABdU/2pH4N3lhXOI/s72-c/4093791525_a8c34a42e3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-6904763194306599497</id><published>2010-04-08T15:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T19:01:43.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>damn you, Polyvore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;well. it's not really Polyvore's fault i have DMD (Decision Making Disorder). but it meant that my virtual outfitmaking expedition today left me feeling overwhelmed and unable to create coherent outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i find a key item and then build the outfit around that (OMG, listen to me talk about this as if it is something to be taken seriously... sheesh...) but i just couldn't choose one particular item upon which to focus... and i didn't want to forget about the other things that wouldn't work with a particular outfit but might work with something else down the line... so i ended up just doing groups of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S75eB72SdBI/AAAAAAAABc8/-JvNg4YGu9A/s1600/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjBoOEthMXREM3hHMk5FZzdaOEhTbFEAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S75eB72SdBI/AAAAAAAABc8/-JvNg4YGu9A/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjBoOEthMXREM3hHMk5FZzdaOEhTbFEAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457903185757893650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S75dgrTwAjI/AAAAAAAABcU/ltmheK2oSWU/s1600/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmZvMjBtVjVEM3hHVVo4VkRaOEhTbFEAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S75dgrTwAjI/AAAAAAAABcU/ltmheK2oSWU/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmZvMjBtVjVEM3hHVVo4VkRaOEhTbFEAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457902614382379570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S75dgG6BaYI/AAAAAAAABcM/e6vOEFG88mc/s1600/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFk1LcU9BMUZEM3hHakFhdGRVOEE1V3cAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S75dgG6BaYI/AAAAAAAABcM/e6vOEFG88mc/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFk1LcU9BMUZEM3hHakFhdGRVOEE1V3cAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457902604610791810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S75dfgQZvwI/AAAAAAAABcE/RACfu9qOIv4/s1600/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnFBRzNVMHBEM3hHbXRRR3RfXzRMS0EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S75dfgQZvwI/AAAAAAAABcE/RACfu9qOIv4/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnFBRzNVMHBEM3hHbXRRR3RfXzRMS0EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457902594235678466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;um, so i guess my virtual closet is now well-stocked. good thing i live in the real world, or i might have had an uber-outfit-meltdown today. what first-world problems i have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i think its okay to have light and fluffy froufrou flotsam and jetsam on my mind, rather than the deep philosophical stuff at the moment. n'est-ce pas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-6904763194306599497?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/6904763194306599497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=6904763194306599497&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-8296158749162713777</id><published>2010-04-07T21:16:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T08:21:48.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-week Artist Feature: Brendan Gall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;a few weeks ago i sat down for coffee and catch-up with my friend Brendan. a prolific player in the Toronto theatre scene, his accomplishments never cease to impress me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i've known Brendan for about 5 years now, and in the course of that time, i've had the pleasure of watching him perform in many theatrical productions, usually part of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.tarragontheatre.com/"&gt;Tarragon Theatre&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;'s program, of which he is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.tarragontheatre.com/playwrights/residence.php"&gt;Playwright in Residence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;, including his his original stageplay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias Godot&lt;/span&gt;, inspired by Samuel Beckett's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waiting for Godot&lt;/span&gt;. i was also impressed by his cinematic production &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WZS_DHr4x4I"&gt;Dakota&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;, in which he not only acted but wrote as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;in short, he's a man with a lot of talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;there's a good chance you might recognize Brendan from a commercial or  two... but i really wanted to find out what makes him tick as a  practitioner of the theatre in its many roles, on and off the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S70uu4eDQdI/AAAAAAAABbc/w5UlFq1YMbQ/s1600/brendan-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S70uu4eDQdI/AAAAAAAABbc/w5UlFq1YMbQ/s400/brendan-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457569706410197458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;Brendan Gall: Actor, Writer, all around Good Guy&lt;br /&gt;Age: 31&lt;br /&gt;Current Residence: Toronto, Ontario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shellbell: so Brendan, it's been awhile since we caught up. what are you working on right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan: my new play at Tarragon, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wide Awake Hearts&lt;/span&gt;, is going up in the fall season, directed by Gina Wilkinson. we're in the middle of casting right now, we have most of our cast. it's very collaborative.  Richard [Rose] produced &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias Godot&lt;/span&gt;, he's very open to my input in casting and Gina is doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: can you give us a teaser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: it's about two couples who are old friends and they've come back together again, to make a film together. and basically the writer puts his wife and his oldest best friend together in the flim as lovers. and either it causes them to have an affair, or he wrote the film to eliminate the fact that they already were. the film bleeds into their lives and its unclear sometimes which is real. it's sort of nightmarish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: will you be acting in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: are you still acting or are you focusing more on your writing these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: both. i'm still acting as well, it's pretty balanced. i decided not to act in my own work as much possible just to keep me sane [laughs]. i acted in my first play that was produced [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Panhandled&lt;/span&gt;], and acted in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dakota&lt;/span&gt;, the movie that i've done. with the play i just... often plays shift quite a bit in rehearsal so it's hard to be wearing more than one hat in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my experience with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Panhandled&lt;/span&gt; was, i wasn't able to... the play didn't change as much as it needed to because i was dealing with actor stuff. and i also think that things get weighted strangely. you're sort of forced to look at the parties playing as somehow... it gives it significance that it shouldn't necessarily have. if i cast myself in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wide Awake Hearts&lt;/span&gt; then people might think that i am that character. sometimes i think that people take the writing less seriously if you cast yourself in the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: are you involved in anything else at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: yeah, i'm coaching second year George Brown theatre students. George Brown is my Alma Mater. i graduated from there in 2000, and now i'm filling in for a friend who normally does the teaching. it's a project that i liked when i was in school, because it's one of the times where you get to create your own work rather than just doing what is asked of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: how do you like teaching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: it's a bit stressful. not sure if i'm a perfect fit for it. but i like the idea of it. i certainly wish... in school i had such tunnelvision about the situation. it had so much importance and i was so afraid of failing or questioning. in retrospect, i would have done things quite differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: so you are encouraging the students to speak their minds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i try to let them know that the second year of theatre school was the hardest part of my life. it has never been that hectic since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: have you always known that acting was your thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: when i was young i was interested in it. my best friend growing up who i'm still friends with, he was interested in it, and that egged me on. we both went to Unionville highschool in the arts program there. so we were doing drama all through highschool. by the time i was 16 i was ready to admit that i wanted a career in theatre. i was afraid to admit that for awhile because it felt pretty ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i was embarrassed to admit that i thought i could do it. i didn't think it was the most realistic decision i could make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: did you have support?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i did actually, and it started with one of my drama teachers saying that this was what i wanted to do. both my parents were really supportive. my dad's thing was to make sure i had a backup, and make sure i wasn't closing doors. but when he saw a production that i did, that really changed his perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: support in the arts is huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: it is, yeah. i saw so many of my friends not have it, and it's difficult. it makes all the difference. its a school of hard knocks anyway, so if you don't have people in your corner it's practically impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: you rely heavily on a network of people to get your work done. was that hard in the beginning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i started by not saying no to anything early on. staying open to possibilities. if someone wants to meet you or do a project, say yes even if it isn't a paying role. you just don't know who you're going to meet, how you're going to build your spider web of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: do you find the theatre community a little bit incestuous in that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: yes, for sure. people do work with the same people over and over again. it's a matter of trust and familiarity. if you  have a working relationship with someone, you know how they're going to function in the room. it becomes a known variable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: where acting is concerned, how do you create a character?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i think i might be more interested in language teaching me how to play a character. character is what people do, and what people do is in the script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: that is a very action based approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: if your character is the kind of character who is willing to murder someone or betray a friend, that tells me something about the character i'm playing, and i can feed that through the rest of the script. even if i'm in a scene where my character isn't murdering someone, i keep that aspect of the character in mind throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think too much about character in a weird way. from a writing/directing perspective, i'm more interested in casting people who are closer to the character as themselves than looking for someone who is going to transform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: that's a unique perspective. you tend to hear about actors making the transformation for a character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: we've had our whole lives to work on our own selves as characters. if you can find someone who already embodies a character, its going to be more natural and easier to work with. the character traits who are different from who i am come out of necessity as i need them, not as a starting point. i respect someone who can make a dramatic transformation for a role, but i dont' think it is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: which character that you've played has been the biggest transformation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i think my role in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.tarragontheatre.com/season/0910/eastofberlin/"&gt;East of Berlin&lt;/a&gt; has transformed my career and my life. and some people said, "you were so different than you are in real life". but i felt i understood those rhythms naturally as rhythms that might be my own. i never felt like i wasn't me. in highschool i romanticized that method acting notion of disappearing into a character. as a 16-year-old i played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Richard III&lt;/span&gt; and took it very seriously. but i have less and less interest in the idea of losing myself in a character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S71M_spQIyI/AAAAAAAABbs/tH9XY5oUF4o/s1600/n629090051_1816061_588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S71M_spQIyI/AAAAAAAABbs/tH9XY5oUF4o/s320/n629090051_1816061_588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457602980642562850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brendan as Rudi in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;East of Berlin&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;a Tarragon Theatre production&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: this is so different from from what i've heard about other actors and the way they connect emotionally to a character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i do connect to them emotionally. it is not to say that i don't try to be as honest as possible.  i really try to listen to what i'm hearing on stage. i'm like that in my real life too. that stuff's all true, but i still know i'm me. it's all the power of imagination and i think good actors have really strong imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: what are your goals as an actor? are you interested in pursuing more film work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: theatre is my thing because that is what is accessible to me right now.  i would love to have a giant film career but that's harder. i'd like to do more tv and film but i'm far less familiar with it. i've spent a lot of time on stages. being in front of a camera just feels like another world. it's harder to log those hours. if you want to make a play you can do it, you go through the process. to make a film requires a lot more time, money and collaborators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: can you talk about the experience you had in making &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dakota&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: we reverse engineered around the locations and people. we didn't have permits so we used interiors we had access to - the director's apartment as our main location. i knew i wanted to use most of my friends, so it made sense to make it about a group of friends. we came up with a simple homecoming story about a guy coming back to see a lot of his old friends because one of them is in crisis, and they end up hanging out for a whole weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S71Np1XCeiI/AAAAAAAABb8/66tzbMhJ2mk/s1600/n629090051_1138626_8427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S71Np1XCeiI/AAAAAAAABb8/66tzbMhJ2mk/s320/n629090051_1138626_8427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457603704536594978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cast of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dakota &lt;/span&gt;in a promotional photo&lt;br /&gt;(click &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WZS_DHr4x4I"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the film's trailer on youtube)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: what did you learn from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dakota&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i learned a ton as an actor, and it was the most fun i've ever had as an actor. and i felt like i desperately would have loved to go back and reshoot the first week after shooting the second week. for the vast majority of us it was a first kick at the can in terms of being on camera. we thought shooting digital we would have all the time in the world. we all took two weeks off work to do it. you're battling time instead of money, but i guess in that sense time is money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: what inspires you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: people around me who are passionate. i get pretty influenced by feelings and moods around me. if someone else is excited, i'm excited. if other people are bored i can shut down pretty quickly. what else inspires me is being able to pursue other curiosities outside my comfort zone. like film editing - and i'm still a bit intrigued by directing. art direction, visual art in general, i have a huge respect and awe for, because it feels so far away from my skill set. and my friends inspire me through the work that they do. and deadlines! [laughs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: who/what are your major influences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i'm influenced by what i read and watch. people would say that i have some strong influences from [Samuel] Beckett and [Harold] Pinter, but i don't consider that something that makes me special. what mostly inspires me is good writing, good acting and good stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S71NAJUukXI/AAAAAAAABb0/4B6bIkB13ws/s1600/n629090051_4326717_5772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S71NAJUukXI/AAAAAAAABb0/4B6bIkB13ws/s320/n629090051_4326717_5772.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457602988341105010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a scene from Brendan's play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias Godot&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;a Tarragon Theatre production&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: how do you identify a good story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: something that makes me feel in a strong way. more and more my criteria is that i want to leave a film or a book or a play feeling changed in some way. i like laughing and crying and thinking. if you can make me do all three than that is a success. and even if you make me do just one of those things a lot, that's a success, but all three is a homerun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: how do you stay motivated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i struggle with that a lot. i'm one of the least disciplined people i know. i write in concentrated bursts with long periods of inactivity. usually those bursts are motivated by deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: what's your ultimate project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: it would be a film that i'd written, that i was really proud of, that i had the budget i needed to be realized completely. that i could be in, and be really proud of.  i'm writing stuff now but not necessarily the dream project, because i'm working within limitations. i know i talk about not putting myself in my plays, but i don't have a problem putting myself in my own movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: where do you see yourself in ten years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i don't know if i do see myself clearly in ten years. i hope by then i'll still be doing this full time. i'm really lucky to be doing this full time right now. i guess i hope i'll be doing things that i'm increasingly proud of and that i'll be able to make a comfortable living doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: do you have any advice for someone just starting out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: don't wait for permission. make your own work. and don't take anything personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: that's hard for an artist to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: its a big catch 22. being an artist, you need to be sensitive in order to understand and interpret, but you also need to be really tough to deal with criticism and rejection. it's hard to do both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: where can people follow your work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: go see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wide Awake Hearts&lt;/span&gt; in the fall at Tarragon, and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.harbourfrontcentre.com/whatson/today.cfm?id=1831"&gt;The Red Machine&lt;/a&gt; at the Harbourfront. and google me! there aren't a lot of people named Brendan Gall [laughs].&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/2741662342775327583-8296158749162713777?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S70uu4eDQdI/AAAAAAAABbc/w5UlFq1YMbQ/s72-c/brendan-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-4908490407067406057</id><published>2010-04-07T10:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T11:30:42.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a tisket a tasket...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;okay! so... woke up this morning in a MUCH improved state. who knows how long it will last... but i'm alright today, and while i've been sitting on my butt all morning uploading and editing photos, it's more than i've been able to make myself do in the past week. i'm jumpy inside, which means i want to get off my butt and go take pictures of the blooming magnolias in my neighbour's yard, and i need to do some laundry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so this is good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hopefully i'll be back later with that artist interview i promised you! until then, here are my Easter photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;my family isn't cool with having their photos blogged, so i have to respect their wishes (its hard being the only one who has an online presence in my family... there is so much i want to share, but obviously it is more important to preserve their sense of security, so... here are the ones i can share with you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7yfemqwzAI/AAAAAAAABbU/T33JnaAaH4g/s1600/mosaic443d7d10477e93679f3c47e41d67d7760dd4b494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7yfemqwzAI/AAAAAAAABbU/T33JnaAaH4g/s400/mosaic443d7d10477e93679f3c47e41d67d7760dd4b494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457412196590996482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;they're all up on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://http//www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/"&gt;my flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;... so if you'd like to see them on their own as opposed to in the mosaic block, feel free to wander on over :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;gasp! thunder! i love thunderstorms... but i guess my photowalk will have to wait. that's okay... i was hoping to work on my macro water-droplet skills anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps - i hope no one is uncomfortable with how much i post about my moods. i probably shouldn't worry about it... but it is impossible for me separate my emotional struggles (and wins) from my creativity - the two are completely enmeshed and part of my journey on this planet. knowing this, i hope you'll stay on this rollercoaster ride with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-4908490407067406057?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/4908490407067406057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7yfemqwzAI/AAAAAAAABbU/T33JnaAaH4g/s72-c/mosaic443d7d10477e93679f3c47e41d67d7760dd4b494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-6050369497062227054</id><published>2010-04-06T19:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:10:44.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>make it STOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;by "it" i am referring to this feeling of utter uselessness that has me in its stranglehold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i know this will pass. i want it to pass NOW. it makes me feel like such a LOSER which keeps me in this cycle of disenchanted loserdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway. it is also the reason i haven't been blogging much. i really hate unloading on people, burdening others with my vile mood. plus i just haven't felt like it. so if i'm not around much lately, its just that. because today as i was taking my way overdue books back to the library i had this overwhelming need to lay down on someone's front yard and take a nap. thankfully, the boy worked from home today, and he kept me sort of busy (get your mind out of the gutter, LOL).  i mean he got me to help him with some of his reports, which was frustrating, but i was thankful to have my mind occupied by something other than the downspiral thinking that is consuming me when left to my own devices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i haven't gotten my easter photos uploaded yet... i will get to it eventually. i did have a nice weekend, i just wish it could have lasted longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway again. i caught a glimpse of a post today somewhere in the blogosphere about Chloe Sevigny, and i felt the need to contribute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;a while back, i remember someone posting about how she disliked Zooey Deschanel. and i was all WHAT?! how can that be? isn't it written into our collective female DNA that all chicks between the ages of 13 and 43 must have a die-hard girl-crush on Zooey? isn't she the girl of all our dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and then today. i saw that post about Chloe Sevigny, and i was reminded of the fact that i have no idea what the big deal is about her. and yet... she seems to have captured the hearts of so many lovely young things, in a very Zooey D kind of way. but she just doesn't do it for me. she's cute enough, i guess... most of time. i don't think her fashion choices are that earth-shattering. i don't remember the last time i saw her in a movie. i'm so meh about her, but i feel like i'm totally alone in my Chloe meh-ness. can someone tell me what is so great about her? i want to know. i want to love her like you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;if we're talking girl-crushes, you know i'm deeply infatuated with Zooey. i've gushed about her before, just like the bazillion other girlbloggers who love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;other enduring girl-crushes include the lovely and ethereal Clemence Poesy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vIO6KPKzI/AAAAAAAABZM/AQQQVtRHiYE/s1600/clemence_poesy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vIO6KPKzI/AAAAAAAABZM/AQQQVtRHiYE/s320/clemence_poesy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457175531945405234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the charmingly goofy and actually hilarious Gillian Anderson...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vKKxW6tgI/AAAAAAAABZU/2CpFnJuJSZQ/s1600/298672700_81a06392f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vKKxW6tgI/AAAAAAAABZU/2CpFnJuJSZQ/s320/298672700_81a06392f3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457177659886450178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the so-sweet-i-wish-she-was-my-big-sister Laura Linney...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vKLUhZNyI/AAAAAAAABZk/1DorZCRkmM0/s1600/laura-linney-academy-award-oscar-nominee-best-actress-2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vKLUhZNyI/AAAAAAAABZk/1DorZCRkmM0/s320/laura-linney-academy-award-oscar-nominee-best-actress-2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457177669325633314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the lovely in a real kind of way Anna Paquin (although i prefer her as a brunette)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vIOk1onxI/AAAAAAAABZE/FhLq5UStYUM/s1600/Anna+Paquin-529294.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vIOk1onxI/AAAAAAAABZE/FhLq5UStYUM/s320/Anna+Paquin-529294.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457175526221848338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and i don't know what it is about Claire Daines. she's so effortlessly polished and down to earth at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vKLIa2IPI/AAAAAAAABZc/IKMP0EvGCCA/s1600/Claire+Danes+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vKLIa2IPI/AAAAAAAABZc/IKMP0EvGCCA/s320/Claire+Danes+06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457177666076942578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;finally... she's not really on the radar where girl-crushes are concerned... but i love love love her. Marketa Irglova (the adorable "Girl" who plays opposite Glen Hansard's "Boy" in the wonderful film Once). They also write music, record and perform together under the name The Swell Season, and they're amazing. i knew i loved her in Once... but when i got to see her with Glen as The Swell Season here in Toronto a couple of years ago, she played the entire set wearing fluffy red slippers. i wanted to hug her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vL_0KzQLI/AAAAAAAABZs/3gEH6sGz008/s1600/Markta%2BIrglov%2B1160823497_15marketairglova.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vL_0KzQLI/AAAAAAAABZs/3gEH6sGz008/s320/Markta%2BIrglov%2B1160823497_15marketairglova.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457179670685630642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway once more. it was good to blog this. i know i'm not going to accomplish anything major today. but i made it through and hopefully life will find it's way back to me soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;thanks for being here, my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-6050369497062227054?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/6050369497062227054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=6050369497062227054&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/6050369497062227054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/6050369497062227054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/make-it-stop.html' title='make it STOP'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7vIO6KPKzI/AAAAAAAABZM/AQQQVtRHiYE/s72-c/clemence_poesy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-94185690591470517</id><published>2010-04-04T14:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:35:26.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elbeso/4478722174/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2693/4478722174_fb44e55d0f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-family:verdana;font-size:0.9em;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elbeso/4478722174/"&gt;felices pascuas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/elbeso/"&gt;k.Manghi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;just as i suspected... springtime and cupcakes and babies and sparkles are back in my good book again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and all it took was coming to Burlington and spending the weekend with my mom, sister and baby niece :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i hope to keep the feeling for as long as i can. this morning we made easter bonnets and we'll be adorning ourselves for afternoon easter tea over at my sister's in-laws house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hope you are enjoying your weekend, regardless of what it holds for you! i'll be back in Toronto by tonight with some lovely easter photos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-94185690591470517?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/94185690591470517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=94185690591470517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/94185690591470517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/94185690591470517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='happy easter!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2693/4478722174_fb44e55d0f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-1814124466797421356</id><published>2010-04-02T09:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:30:31.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cynical on Good Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/buradori/4447819975/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2677/4447819975_b7bee2f398_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/buradori/4447819975/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/buradori/"&gt;buradori&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i really do love springtime and cupcakes and babies and sparkles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but sometimes i just get sick to death of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and now, easter weekend is upon us, and i'm about to get clobbered in the face with springtime and cupcakes and babies and sparkles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;maybe it'll do me some good? let's hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;if you don't see me around this weekend, it's cause i'm doing the family easter weekend thing, just like many of you. i plan to be back Mondayish bleeding glitter and rainbows from a split lip... and a better attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;have a happy weekend everyone. xo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-1814124466797421356?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/1814124466797421356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2677/4447819975_b7bee2f398_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-7664212032362616899</id><published>2010-03-31T21:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:17:01.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i was going to post an artist interview this evening. but today has not been a good day. remind me to never get philosophical in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;hoping a good night's sleep brings me to a better day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='sorry.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-4276487203263341580</id><published>2010-03-31T09:07:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:36:16.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>let's get philosophical, philosophical, i wanna get philosophical....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;wait, those aren't the words, LOL. forgive me Olivia Newton John.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i am finding myself confronted with philosophical debates everywhere i go lately. philosophizing is not a strong point of mine. while some people seem to really enjoy trying to answer the age old questions of right vs. wrong, good vs. evil, the abstract vs. the logical (and also seem to think they can answer those questions) i get really flustered and frustrated, and i find it difficult to get too deeply involved in such conversations. and  not because i'm afraid i might learn something new, but because my emotions tend to get in the way of rational thought, and before i know it, i'm calling the other person a stupidhead and stomping away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;10 minutes later when i've calmed down, i'm able to think of a rational argument to counter whatever it is that got me going, but by then... what's the point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i like to think of myself as decently intelligent and for the most part able to articulate my thoughts and opinions in a rational manner. most of the time. but i will be the first person to admit that i'm by nature an emotional person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;there are people who let their emotions make all of their decisions for them, and i don't think i'm so much that way, but they definitely play a part in all of the decisions i make, all of the opinions i have, all of the things i do. i have to consider them, because if i ignore them, i'm not doing myself (or anyone connected to me) any favours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i don't know if there is a term for this, but i call it emotional intelligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;there are also people out there, who have emotions, just like everyone else, but ignore them completely in favour of "the facts".  these people might be highly intelligent in terms of IQ, but in my opinion, they're not using all of their faculties to make a decision or formulate their argument. and it makes me wonder if they're emotionally healthy... or maybe i'm the one who is all f*cked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm speaking in generalities, which i hate. everyone - every brain, every heart, every life - is 100%, completely unique. we, all of us, live on a finely graded spectrum between two extreme ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but i'm not going to go and get specific, because it's unfair. who am i to make calls on another person's emotional intelligence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;having said all of this, lately i am finding myself frustrated with people i consider to be "emotionally lazy". people who seem to have this idea that they're finished with their emotional growth. in my opinion, anyone who thinks they have reached the apex of their emotinonal learning has actually just crashed and burned at the bottom of the proverbial mountain, and is obviously incapable of seeing just how far they have to go if they're ever going to attempt to get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and of course, we can never "get there", any more than we can't answer those philosophical questions that have plagued the human mind since the dawn of our existence. anyone who thinks they can or do have the answers is fooling themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i know i declared above that i am emotionally intelligent. please don't misunderstand me... what i mean by that is that i am aware of just how far up the mountain i have to go, and i think that's what gives me emotional intelligence. i'm willing to do the work to get as far as i can, venturing into scary, dark and uncomfortable places in order to learn and grow and gain wisdom about myself and the world at large. there are times when i'm going to think i see things clearly, and there are times when i'm going to be completely mindboggled, and at those two ends and everywhere in between, there are times when it might seem to everyone else that i'm really, really stupid. but i am not giving up the fight. i think that is why i'm here. it's personal, and it is not my job to try to convince other people to join me or to see things my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you can imagine what it's like trying to hold my own in a debate (that no one can win) with anyone who is completely the opposite. yes... exhausting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you know the old adage about wisdom? yeah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but as i said, it isn't my job to point out people's "weaknesses" to them, because who is to say i'm even right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;its the burden of our unique perspectives: we all think we're right. i'm guilty of it too. so despite the fact that rationally, i think it's sort of "wrong" to burden other people with my beliefs, which may or may not be "right" or "sound", but feel to me that they are... bear with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i think that anyone who thinks they see things clearly is unwittingly more mindboggled than any of us who know our minds are boggled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sing with me! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all around the mulberry bush, the monkey chased the weasel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sorry about this post. i had to get this out. i'll be back later with an artist feature... it has been a few weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-4276487203263341580?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/4276487203263341580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-5332924115100239873</id><published>2010-03-29T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T13:19:18.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we have a winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;before the day gets away from me, i want to announce the winner of my etsy grand opening giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7C1-0jOU2I/AAAAAAAABPk/T3hVoY0BpKc/s1600/mosaica479d07a6339568ffd0b430266ff72878fca2310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7C1-0jOU2I/AAAAAAAABPk/T3hVoY0BpKc/s320/mosaica479d07a6339568ffd0b430266ff72878fca2310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454059239608570722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;congratulations to... Anne at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://r-anne-dom.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ennadoolf&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Anne is the winner of her choice of any of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/spazberryjam?section_id=6878661"&gt;Chouette Minuette Petites Filles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; that are currently available in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/spazberryjam"&gt;my shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and now... there is work to be done. happy Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ps - thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;thank you to everyone who read and comments... and thank you to everyone to who reads but doesn't comment. and, thank you to everyone who follows me anonymously, and to everyone who reads but isn't a blogger, and to everyone who just happens across my blog one day and reads just once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;because, as much as i love and appreciate all my followers and the comments, i sometimes forget that i am writing to a wider audience than i realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;after having read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://tinypaperheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;tinypaperheart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;'s post which revealed that readers who comment make up something like 1% of our actual readership, it made me realize that i don't acknowledge the rest of you often enough. i'm writing for you too... and my sincerest thanks to you for taking the time to read.&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-5332924115100239873?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/5332924115100239873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=5332924115100239873&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/5332924115100239873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/5332924115100239873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-have-winner.html' title='we have a winner!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S7C1-0jOU2I/AAAAAAAABPk/T3hVoY0BpKc/s72-c/mosaica479d07a6339568ffd0b430266ff72878fca2310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-2015548382658705445</id><published>2010-03-28T19:05:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:52:18.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit of Sunday Etsy Love :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;here we are at the end of the week. 'twas a different sort of week for me, as i essentially had my weekend from wednesday to friday. saturday and sunday were workdays for me, though enjoyable enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;we had a little bit of sad news this week, as my cousin passed away from a heart attack at the age of 56. i wasn't especially close to him, but some of my dearest cousins were - he was their uncle. unfortunately, i can't be there for the funeral service tomorrow as it is in my hometown across the province. i wish i could be there to support and comfort them and help them celebrate his life. though i hadn't seen him in a long time, i remember him to be a really nice, kind person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but i don't wish to dwell on sad things today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i meant to do another Etsy Finds post on Friday, but didn't get around to it. so now i bring you the second installment of last week's Friday Finds - the Sunday Edition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/soapstarcanada"&gt;Soapstar Canada:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this seller makes lovely, pretty handmade soaps! i'll just bet they are a little piece of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_kOOHdGxI/AAAAAAAABOk/6_5SzQnKEvs/s1600/il_430xN.129617558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_kOOHdGxI/AAAAAAAABOk/6_5SzQnKEvs/s320/il_430xN.129617558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453828606727625490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;butterfly island lavender and lilac natural soap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/hjmart"&gt;HJM Art Gallery:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Helen Janow Miqueo does the most stunning original acrylic paintings... i am absolutely in love with her style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_lsI9z-PI/AAAAAAAABOs/Zh3QptS80UI/s1600/il_430xN.132699899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_lsI9z-PI/AAAAAAAABOs/Zh3QptS80UI/s320/il_430xN.132699899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453830220252707058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aquamarine twitter - original OOAK landscape art deco painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/ennadoolf"&gt;ennadoolf:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this shop features a myriad of different handmade items to peruse... photographs, handmade doll clothes, hand-knit lovelies, and so much more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_ng0xG_dI/AAAAAAAABO0/ocOIzEBdjGQ/s1600/il_430xN.113516590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_ng0xG_dI/AAAAAAAABO0/ocOIzEBdjGQ/s320/il_430xN.113516590.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453832224875412946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;work sock knitted cup cozy - takeout sweater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/WrappedUpWithString"&gt;wrapped up with string:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this seller's beautiful handmade cards and gifts are crafted from environmentally sustainable materials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_omqWVt7I/AAAAAAAABO8/KIuZjMjCvGU/s1600/il_430xN.122761942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_omqWVt7I/AAAAAAAABO8/KIuZjMjCvGU/s320/il_430xN.122761942.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453833424669620146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thrifted butterfly notecard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/marzipanroad"&gt;marzipan road:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this unique seller designs and hooks fabulous rugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_pb0Jc_JI/AAAAAAAABPE/tBgBd6AlX2U/s1600/il_430xN.88493755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_pb0Jc_JI/AAAAAAAABPE/tBgBd6AlX2U/s320/il_430xN.88493755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453834337832991890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;little hoot owl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;...and that's about all i have the energy for tonight, my lovelies :) i'll be sure to remember to post more fabulous and unique etsy finds in the coming week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;happy sunday evening to all! or... erm... whatever day/time it happens to be in your neck of the woods when you read this :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2741662342775327583-2015548382658705445?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/2015548382658705445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=2015548382658705445&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/2015548382658705445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/2015548382658705445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-bit-of-sunday-etsy-love.html' title='a little bit of Sunday Etsy Love :)'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6_kOOHdGxI/AAAAAAAABOk/6_5SzQnKEvs/s72-c/il_430xN.129617558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-6978951234599989049</id><published>2010-03-27T20:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T20:47:37.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wildflower tea party: a library of vintage cups and saucers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;attention all lovers of antique and vintage pottery and china!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i have started a separate blog in order to begin the process of identifying and cataloging the haphazardly mismatched collection of fine china that has come into my possession.  i'll be posting images of each piece, as well as whatever information i've been able to find out about them. i'm hoping that this can eventually become a place where people can share their love of vintage pottery and china, as well as other miscellaneous antiques.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the catalog is in its infancy, however, i am considering the possibility of granting blogger access to others who wish to do the same - that way we can make it sort of a living online trove! by pooling our collective knowledge, i'm hoping that this will facilitate identifying "difficult" pieces - like those that have lost their markings or stamps over time, for example.  it will also help to determine if pieces are authentic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;let me know if you are interested, either by commenting on this post or over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://wildflowerteaparty.blogspot.com/"&gt;wildflower tea party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; :) this is going to be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-6978951234599989049?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/6978951234599989049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=6978951234599989049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/6978951234599989049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/6978951234599989049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/wildflower-tea-party-library-of-vintage.html' title='wildflower tea party: a library of vintage cups and saucers!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-8194556661829558994</id><published>2010-03-26T22:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:37:39.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday tea party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S612Ssoji2I/AAAAAAAABK4/l9rdGn2nI8k/s1600/china+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S612Ssoji2I/AAAAAAAABK4/l9rdGn2nI8k/s320/china+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453144787406523234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;haha, it's not sunday, hope i didn't mess you up! but its kind of like sunday to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i have just bid adieu (hopefully not for long!) to my lovely friend Carrie. it might seem a little strange that she came and spent wed-fri with me, but it just sort of worked out for her work holidays that way... and since i'm "self-employed" i can do whatever i want (haha, oh wait... that's kind of not funny, hello BROKENESS). i used to work with Carrie at the public library in London, Ontario and it is a frequent occurrence for me to miss those days. i wouldn't say it was an exciting time of my life, but it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;recently i've been feeling the need to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;get my girl on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; in a serious way. it might be a big of influence from the blogosphere, and some of the groups i follow on flickr... and it might be having moved in with the boy and spending a lot of time watching war movies and UFC with him... but even aside from that, i think i've never really let my femininity take the reigns. and i want it, like, so bad. lately all i want is to be with my girlfriends - to laugh and cry and watch stupid girly movies and try on clothes and drink wine and tea and eat chocolate and tell each other how pretty we are.  is that lame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway... Carrie and did a lot of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;girling out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; the last few days... i think my favourite part was when we went to the Montgomery Inn for a tour (our tour guide was the cutest history geek ever, i just wanted to hug him!) followed by afternoon tea in the Inn's &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.montgomerysinn.com/come-visit/tearoom/"&gt;Tea Room&lt;/a&gt;, complete with servers in period costume :) i was so into it i forgot to take photos, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;it really got me wanting to dig through the basement for all the mismatched china teacups and saucers that have just been sitting there. i think i might have mentioned before that the boy and i are renting a house from friends of his back home... and we have been told in writing that we are free to do whatever we want with the furnishings left here. occasionally when we have people around, we encourage them to go thrifting in our basement, LOL! my mom has taken a few things to consignment on my behalf which is super cool. for my part, i haven't really done much with the items down there because i've been so unaware of their value. but my growing interest in vintage items finally got me in the basement with Carrie over the past few days... and i managed to find a few items that may actually have some value to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S613QylFFjI/AAAAAAAABLA/Y2EG-ICmoE4/s1600/cupsnsaucers+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S613QylFFjI/AAAAAAAABLA/Y2EG-ICmoE4/s320/cupsnsaucers+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453145854154446386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;there may come a day when i will add some of these items to my etsy store... but for now, i'm happy to have them in my own personal collection. many of them are chipped or stained, but there are a few pieces that are in fantastic shape, and i have fallen profoundly in love with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;as you may have noticed, my particular focus is on the teacups and saucers, ever since our afternoon tea the other day. and i have decided that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am going to have a tea party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sometime this summer, when the backyard garden is in full bloom,  i am going to get all my girls together, and we're going to dress up in the frilliest, most frou-frou frocks we can find, and we will sip tea from fine china and devour biscuits and cupcakes of the sweetest and most delicate varieties. it has to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and i was sort of thinking... what about hosting a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;blog tea party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;?!?! maybe this is the kind of thing that can happen? i have heard of blog parties before... whereupon the hostess invites all of her blog friends, and their blog friends, to join her on a scheduled date and time to participate, by staying tuned and online, participating in blogged-about activities,  and posting throughout the evening (or daytime as the case may be) photos and thoughts, etc. linking a bunch of bloggers at once! i really like this idea, and i think a tea party would be perfect! i wonder if you agree??  would you participate in such a thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway... because i'm now obsessed with china cups and saucers and this tea party idea, i made Carrie have afternoon tea with me again today, LOL! we each chose a cup and saucer from my new collection. she chose the matching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cyberattic.com/cgi-bin/search1_group.cgi"&gt;Sadler&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"Wellington" duo&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S614E8EWRPI/AAAAAAAABLQ/TmmNI4BN0Uw/s1600/yum+tea+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S614E8EWRPI/AAAAAAAABLQ/TmmNI4BN0Uw/s320/yum+tea+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453146750054712562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;while i, rather obviously, opted to sip from my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.shelley.co.uk/"&gt;Shelley&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Dainty Pink" duo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S614FHG7GfI/AAAAAAAABLY/RI25MCN6np0/s1600/shelleytea+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S614FHG7GfI/AAAAAAAABLY/RI25MCN6np0/s320/shelleytea+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453146753018305010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;we had white blueberry tea, steeped and poured from the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.grayspottery.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gray's Pottery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; of Stoke-on-Trent teapot, and munched timtams from off of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.cyberattic.com/cgi-bin/search1_group.cgi"&gt;Johnson Bros&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; "Old Britain Castles" dessert plate  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S614EhByRPI/AAAAAAAABLI/xc4xswMdAzA/s1600/teatime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S614EhByRPI/AAAAAAAABLI/xc4xswMdAzA/s320/teatime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453146742796207346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; it was magical. LOL, i AM lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-8194556661829558994?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/8194556661829558994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=8194556661829558994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8194556661829558994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8194556661829558994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-tea-party.html' title='sunday tea party!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S612Ssoji2I/AAAAAAAABK4/l9rdGn2nI8k/s72-c/china+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-4405087876908120078</id><published>2010-03-23T20:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:19:15.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i keep going back to this photo - gazing at it, getting lost in it, hoping to know just what it is that made this lad feel as joyful as he obviously does. it's like the answer to all of life's problems are in this photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/belanick/4391268598/" title="photo  sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/4391268598_6c3d60173a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/belanick/4391268598/"&gt;Gui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;" &gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/belanick/"&gt;Bela Nick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;is it the music? is it the company he keeps? or is it something that belongs only to him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm sure there must be a time in my life when i felt like this. i'm not saying i'm not perfectly content in this particular moment in time. and i think it would be exhausting to be that joyful all the time. but remembering what joy feels like when you are merely content (again, not taking anything away from contentment, i'm okay with it!) is hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i hope that someone, somewhere in the world, has a photo of me that depicts such joy in my expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;that is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;oh! also... i may not be much of a presence in the blogosphere over the next few days... my friend Carrie is coming to stay with me for a bit! she's arriving tomorrow and staying until friday. i haven't seen her in four years! it'll be great to fill up my girly spirit with her :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;see you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/belanick/4391268598/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/belanick/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-4405087876908120078?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/4405087876908120078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=4405087876908120078&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4405087876908120078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/4405087876908120078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/joy.html' title='Joy.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/4391268598_6c3d60173a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-7223232371084996331</id><published>2010-03-22T19:31:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:32:44.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>real life inspiration collage :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i think we've all been there... in fact, if you're reading this, you might very well be there now. a LOT of our visual inspiration comes from images we view on the internet... on blogs, on photo hosting sites, on etsy, just to name a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and yes, the lovely side effect of this is that we are always on the lookout for inspiring things when we find ourselves out and about in the realm of the the physical world - at least i have found that to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;exposure to what other people find beautiful and inspiring, via the internet, has helped me to see things in new perspectives, see beauty where i have perhaps not really noticed it before. i am profoundly thankful for this. blogging has helped reawaken my creativity and propelled me into using it for something meaningful. which when i think about it, seems kind of backwards, and yet - it is irrefutably true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;still... i am sometimes uncomfortable with the amount of time i spend on my computer and on the internet, organizing my inspirational images and such. i love it - but i didn't grow up with this kind of technology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i grew up cutting and pasting images from magazines and photographs and, irreverently, my parents' books, onto large sheets of bristol board. i doodled hearts and stars and flowers and squiggles and swirlies with brightly coloured markers in the little white spaces that were too small to fill. i know i'm not the only one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm not saying i think one method is better than the other. i couldn't possibly give up all of the beauty that i find daily by staring at this screen. but it does make me nostalgic for the old ways of doing things sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so this past friday, i began a magazine cut-out collage :) all the old magazines i had kicking around have been read from cover to cover, over and over again. it was time to transform them into a real life, touchable, tangible inspiration board to adorn the wall in my little studio corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and it won't be the last time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;oh the flurry of cutting and placing and arranging and pasting... like the pouring of something ephemeral into quick-hardening concrete, nailing down an idea, a concept, something that visually represents my style and taste and personality... something that defines me, in a sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and if i could do it all over again with those same magazines on a different day... would it come out the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i have a feeling the overall theme would be similar... but this evening as i was putting the finishing touches upon the collage, i found myself poring through the mags again, selecting images i had previously (incredulously!) rejected, and then mourning the lack of appropriate white space to become home for them on the board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;in order to fight the urge to tweak it, i decided to digitally document the collage in it's current state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6gImcRIiwI/AAAAAAAABKo/4iPDPbVZ5V0/s1600-h/collage2+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6gImcRIiwI/AAAAAAAABKo/4iPDPbVZ5V0/s400/collage2+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451616805448092418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and as much as i would like to show you close up details of every corner of the collage, i have selected a few of my favourite bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6gQ0rA_KhI/AAAAAAAABKw/uw-VhOTl_nE/s1600-h/mosaic8bdc8eac3ea120b3177816e34a5865c81ba1b7a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6gQ0rA_KhI/AAAAAAAABKw/uw-VhOTl_nE/s400/mosaic8bdc8eac3ea120b3177816e34a5865c81ba1b7a9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451625846018091538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;if there is one image out of all of them that speaks to me the most, is the one in the centre - the girl with the multi-layered beaded necklaces and purple flower. that image actually came from a hairstyle magazine, LOL! i always knew i would clip and save it. i can't really explain why it speaks to me the way it does... but i never ever get sick of looking at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;for some reason, i feel like this, more than anything i write here, more than any photo i take or painting that i create, will show you who i am, what is in my soul. i'm not sure why... or where this need to capture and nail down exactly who i am in collage format comes from. i just know that the desire, the need, is very strong. and i'm already excited about doing another one. it must be a kind of OCD or something, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;in case you are curious, the magazines that these images came from are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hair Winners 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Women's Health July/August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;H&amp;amp;M Summer 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Short Hairstyles Fall 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Vogue October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Women's Health December 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Vogue January 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;marie claire January 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Flare Canada March 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Flare USA March 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Health Magazine March 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;even though the images come from magazines from all seasons, i think that my collage has taken on a very spring-like feel to it. i think it would be cool to make a collage for each season! if any of you would care to join me and post your own collages, that would be super cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps - this was my 100th post! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-7223232371084996331?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/7223232371084996331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=7223232371084996331&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-8023558395525983237</id><published>2010-03-21T09:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T10:10:48.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG THEY HAVE TIMTAMS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;that was me, exclaiming loudly in a state of lost control, at Loblaw's (grocery store) with the boy yesterday evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i haven't had timtams since i was in Australia... that was nearly 5 years ago. many of you are familiar with timtams, of course. if you're not... i'm sad for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but apparently you can get them at Loblaw's now! i have no idea how long this has been going on. for all i know, i've been missing out on timtams for the last 5 years for no good reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;it was the boy who stumbled upon them, actually. we always skip the junkfood aisles - if we have it in the house, we will and do ignore all healthy nutritional food item and consume only the junkfood until it is gone. but it has been awhile since we indulged, so we made a junkfood run. there we were in the cookie aisle, searching for just the right kind of cookie, when the boy picks up a pack of timtams and goes "i wonder if these are any good?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and that's when i exclaimed, in capitals, in my outside voice, the words in my title. needless to say, i got two packages, the regular and the caramel. and today, i'm going to show the boy  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to eat them... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;that'll have to wait until i get back from my sister's though. it has been way too long since i have seen her and my niece - she's 8 months old now, and is cutting a couple of teeth, and apparently crawls backwards! just backwards, she hasn't figured out how to put it in forward motion yet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway, i realized i haven't posted many of my own photos lately. i guess i slowed down in the month of feburary because of the cold - but the last few weeks i've been out and about in my neighbourhood and downtown getting springy shots! so here is a handful or two...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*i have started watermarking my photos in light of what happened to our sweet &lt;a href="http://www.crownology.blogspot.com/"&gt;CrowNologist &lt;/a&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4440129066/" title="wonderwall :) by spazberryjam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4440129066_c9f2b7bcfd.jpg" alt="wonderwall :)" width="375" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4440129420/" title="offkilter by spazberryjam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4440129420_1309b8848b.jpg" alt="offkilter" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4440129268/" title="can i live in this store? please? by spazberryjam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4052/4440129268_8e40a89147.jpg" alt="can i live in this store? please?" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4440129960/" title="let there be light by spazberryjam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4440129960_8f64b9ec97.jpg" alt="let there be light" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4439351741/" title="shadowlife by spazberryjam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2751/4439351741_caf9336684.jpg" alt="shadowlife" width="500" height="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4447851307/" title="warmth and light by spazberryjam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4447851307_2d06c5ed88.jpg" alt="warmth and light" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4447849599/" title="shine by spazberryjam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4037/4447849599_57282f587b.jpg" alt="shine" width="357" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4448625056/" title="red bokeh by spazberryjam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4448625056_6fc640baa1.jpg" alt="red bokeh" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4448625180/" title="dangle and sway by spazberryjam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4448625180_3ff2f0e63e.jpg" alt="dangle and sway" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;happy sunday to all!&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-8023558395525983237?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/8023558395525983237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=8023558395525983237&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8023558395525983237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8023558395525983237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-they-have-timtams.html' title='OMG THEY HAVE TIMTAMS!!!!!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4440129066_c9f2b7bcfd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-8249947873944128039</id><published>2010-03-19T17:52:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T18:54:15.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>friday finds: etsy shops i'm loving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;there are so many amazing etsy shops featuring incredible items from wonderful sellers... i wish i could heart every single one of them! it can be a little overwhelming... (and time consuming!) but i thought i would share with you some of the shops that i have hearted recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/DollfaceDeVille"&gt;Dollface deVille:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;dollface's fibre fashions are out of this world with colour and hand-knit awesomeness... i am especially enamoured with her knitted necklaces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P0ZA6yNpI/AAAAAAAABJo/-h4SuIZLOq4/s1600-h/il_430xN.130875124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P0ZA6yNpI/AAAAAAAABJo/-h4SuIZLOq4/s320/il_430xN.130875124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450468684628899474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gypsy sunrise skinny fibre jewellery necklace trio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/theSwayze"&gt;the Swayze:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;this adorable seller makes highly original accessories - i love her decorative hair ornaments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P1ddFWkKI/AAAAAAAABJw/IeaRogqd3-k/s1600-h/il_430xN.127509871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P1ddFWkKI/AAAAAAAABJw/IeaRogqd3-k/s320/il_430xN.127509871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450469860420522146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;the jupiter headband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/PoeticHome"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/PoeticHome"&gt;Poetic Home:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i found yesterday's typewriter image on the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.poetichome.com/"&gt;poetic home blog&lt;/a&gt;. the shop announcement says that they'll be updating in the summer since they've been in a family way kind of situation of late :) have a look at their sold items to see what they're all about: vintage typewriters (and typewriter accessories)! i can't wait to see what they'll have in store for us when they begin listing again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P3pmJB9PI/AAAAAAAABKA/aWa_4GPseik/s1600-h/il_430xN.105583678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P3pmJB9PI/AAAAAAAABKA/aWa_4GPseik/s320/il_430xN.105583678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450472268033553650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1924 Red Corona typewriter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/littleblackrabbit"&gt;Little Black Rabbit:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i am truly amazed by the stuff some people come up with. this shop features jewellery made from upcycled decorative tins. simply stunning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P5cpkeqjI/AAAAAAAABKI/Wcnb6hdjE0A/s1600-h/il_430xN.127648448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P5cpkeqjI/AAAAAAAABKI/Wcnb6hdjE0A/s320/il_430xN.127648448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450474244638943794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;recycled tin and brass necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/2MuchYarn"&gt;2 Much Yarn:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;this shop proves you can never have too much yarn :) the name says it all! creative hand-crocheted items for adults and babies... i am in LOVE with these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P6SsPdkCI/AAAAAAAABKQ/2iT1RhxhQao/s1600-h/il_430xN.123081315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P6SsPdkCI/AAAAAAAABKQ/2iT1RhxhQao/s320/il_430xN.123081315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450475173069033506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;crochet slippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/TheCreativeCaravan"&gt;the Creative Caravan:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the shop's focus is on these wonderful gauzy scarves - but i'm rather taken with the seller's original gouache paintings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P7YcW_QhI/AAAAAAAABKY/c0dVR6epcsw/s1600-h/il_430xN.119469308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P7YcW_QhI/AAAAAAAABKY/c0dVR6epcsw/s320/il_430xN.119469308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450476371396477458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the bosphorus ferry&lt;/span&gt; original gouache painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/somelikeitvintage"&gt;Some Like It Vintage:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;this is one of the best vintage clothing shops i've come across in my etsy travels so far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P_XqCjZGI/AAAAAAAABKg/bNKMI8FFI60/s1600-h/il_430xN.120011028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P_XqCjZGI/AAAAAAAABKg/bNKMI8FFI60/s320/il_430xN.120011028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450480755935503458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;vintage 1950's dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i could probably go on forever and ever listing shops! so tune in again next friday for another installment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2741662342775327583-8249947873944128039?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/8249947873944128039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=8249947873944128039&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8249947873944128039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8249947873944128039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-finds-etsy-shops-im-loving.html' title='friday finds: etsy shops i&apos;m loving!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6P0ZA6yNpI/AAAAAAAABJo/-h4SuIZLOq4/s72-c/il_430xN.130875124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-499963695644845451</id><published>2010-03-18T20:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:19:08.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what's that i see? are there... buds?! on the trees?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;not that it was the hardest winter on record or anything... but WOW has march just been amazing, at least in my neck of the woods! april is forecast to be more seasonal, so i'm enjoying the late-springlike weather as much as i possibly can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and this evening i was nearly hit by a bus (and yelled at by the driver) because i darted across the road to check out a tree that looked like it might be budding... and it was! when in bloom, the magnolia trees in my neighbourhood are absolutely stunning - i really really can't wait for them to bloom! expect to see a TON of magnolia blossom photos when that happens :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;oddly, i have a lot of "wants" at the moment. it has been a long time since i wanted for specific items. i mean, i don't have trouble finding things to buy when i'm out and about, but this is different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;wishlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;a vintage typewriter. one that works and for which i can still get ink ribbons. i found one on craigslist that i'm sort of sweet on - but i'm still looking around as well. it can't just  work, it has to satisfy a certain aesthetic, of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6LNcH7LwRI/AAAAAAAABJA/m5hc3hCB2J8/s1600-h/vintage-green-royal-typewriter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6LNcH7LwRI/AAAAAAAABJA/m5hc3hCB2J8/s320/vintage-green-royal-typewriter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450144382119035154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetichome.com/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;that nikon D3000 camera i posted about a little while back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6LPD8bHo5I/AAAAAAAABJY/p1OTJg-nRtA/s1600-h/nikon+love+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6LPD8bHo5I/AAAAAAAABJY/p1OTJg-nRtA/s320/nikon+love+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450146165738152850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i know it is not the top-of-the-line or anything, but that is okay. it is within my purchasing means, and i think it is the next logical step in my learning process. as soon as i nail down a part-time job (interview this weekend! wish me luck!) and get a paycheck, i can stop visiting her at the store and that pretty baby will be mine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;retro orange leather chunky heeled sandals or open-toe clogs for the summer. i don't know why, but suddenly i am dying for a pair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6LNmIeuW1I/AAAAAAAABJI/ods7B9w0WQg/s1600-h/Orange+Faith+Shoesies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6LNmIeuW1I/AAAAAAAABJI/ods7B9w0WQg/s320/Orange+Faith+Shoesies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450144554066795346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.shoewawa.com/2007/07/vintage_orange.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;a good quality photo printer. the hp printer i have does what i need it to do for basic document printing, but it isn't going to cut it for the kind of photo prints i want to be making. i'm all for getting one second-hand... i've been cruising craigslist and there are so many on there i'm not really sure which would be the best one for my needs at a decent price. anyone have any recommendations?&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-499963695644845451?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/499963695644845451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=499963695644845451&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/499963695644845451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/499963695644845451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-that-i-see-are-there-buds-on.html' title='what&apos;s that i see? are there... buds?! on the trees?!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6LNcH7LwRI/AAAAAAAABJA/m5hc3hCB2J8/s72-c/vintage-green-royal-typewriter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-7885015610035163961</id><published>2010-03-17T12:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:48:13.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss me, i'm one-eighth irish :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bornat535/3098511323/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/3098511323_2ddcf889ac_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bornat535/3098511323/"&gt;lamp casts a green light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bornat535/"&gt;roddyjen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;slainte!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and happy st. paddy's day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this is neat... i figured out how to blog my flickr favourites straight from flickr! yeah yeah, i'm a little slow on the uptake sometimes ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;of course i will still compose flickr mosaic blocks when i want to highlight a trend or create a mood board... but it is so much easier just to post my favourites as i discover them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i went to adorn myself in green this morning, and i found that i actually don't have many green things in my wardrobe, and only the odd green accessory! this is surprising, because i actually really like green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so yeah, my maternal grandfather's mother was irish - her surname before marriage was Duff. unfortunately, i'm not irish enough to get a passport - oh blarney! haha, that makes no sense, but it sounds kind of like a curse, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;of course, we're all irish today. how irish are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;*update*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;this evening, at our local (which just happens to be an irish pub) the boy serenaded me, a capella, amid a standing-room-only crowd of green-clad, st.paddy's day gear adorned revellers, whilst holding my hand across our guinesss-condensation-puddled, salt-sprinkled table, during the band's break, with a romantic east coast folk love song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i think it must have been a result of the lively conversation we had with the elderly couple sitting at the next table over to us. Fred and Ellen - married 61 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;it has been a good night :)&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-7885015610035163961?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/7885015610035163961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=7885015610035163961&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/7885015610035163961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/7885015610035163961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/lamp-casts-green-light.html' title='kiss me, i&apos;m one-eighth irish :)'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/3098511323_2ddcf889ac_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-7379487128515158135</id><published>2010-03-16T21:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:59:22.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sure, i'll take an early spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;technically, spring won't be here until March 20th, but the days just keep getting better and better in my part of the world! which makes getting work done kind of difficult, but i just keep trying to remind myself that if i was sitting at my old desk in my old cubicle at my old job, i'd be gazing out the window and yearning to be free... at least now i can set my own schedule, which is really a welcome change, despite my looming poverty, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the boy worked a half-day today, so i had the opportunity to take a break from working in my little dining room/studio corner to run some errands with him, which we topped off with a patio beer at our local! in the middle of the day! on a tuesday!  in March!  somedays i really love my life :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;last night i met with an old university friend, Dave (i just found out he &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.daveophonic.blogspot.com"&gt;blogs&lt;/a&gt;! it's about music and music-techie stuff... if that's your thing you might want to check it out). i was a wee bit late for our meet-up as i kind of got sidetracked in one of my favourite vintage shops. i came out with 3 ah-mazing vintage dresses from the 60's and 70's! if i wasn't supposed to meet Dave at 6:00 there probably would have been more, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6Aymb53OrI/AAAAAAAABIo/50_0tCvzhWU/s1600-h/vintage+dresses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6Aymb53OrI/AAAAAAAABIo/50_0tCvzhWU/s320/vintage+dresses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449411185025170098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;see, this why it is good that i no longer live and work downtown. i am so easily persuaded by the pretty things that call out to me. and really... i've been doing very well on the not-buying-new-shit front. and these aren't new, they are only new to me! but they do fit me very nicely (i still can't bring myself to do outfit photos so you'll have to take my word for it, LOL).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i've tried to pick a favourite and i just can't. i love the colours and the the overall style of the first one... the second one fits like it was made for me... and i am deeply enamoured with the pattern of dress number three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;anyway, the vintage shopping experience turned out to be fruitful for another reason... i got to chatting with the two lovely ladies that were working last night about blogging and websites. i was hoping the shop had a blog or a website (it is Tribal Rhythms on Queen West at John for anyone who is familiar with downtown Toronto) but the owner hasn't gotten around to it. when i mentioned that i had a blog and an etsy shop, they suggested that i bring some of my own marketing material to them so they could promote me! isn't that amazing?! i have a few little handscribbled "business cards" kicking around, but i didn't have them with me at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;so part of today was spent actually designing a little brochure-type-thingy and getting it printed at Staples for distribution to Tribal Rhythms and anywhere else that will take them! wheeeee! i don't have any graphic design training (except for the 3 weeks in 1998 when i enrolled in Sault College in the Graphic Art program and then quit) so i just did a wee illustration of myself as a Chouette Minuette girly and got Staples to copy it on heavy glossy stock for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6AzkLrTKEI/AAAAAAAABI4/vRRo5ehjjFU/s1600-h/marketing+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6AzkLrTKEI/AAAAAAAABI4/vRRo5ehjjFU/s320/marketing+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449412245821007938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;it's a temporary solution until i come up with something a bit more professional looking... but i do kind of like it :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;my favourite bit is the paint-smeared smock - just like the one i wear all day when i'm working!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;lastly, as i was designing my brochure, the boy gallops in all giddy and beaming, and hands me a little gift bag... i open it up and inside i found these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6AymiCpsiI/AAAAAAAABIw/s7as21aHxoA/s1600-h/nestingdolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6AymiCpsiI/AAAAAAAABIw/s7as21aHxoA/s320/nestingdolls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449411186672644642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;aren't they beautiful? he found them in a little Ukrainian gift shop near his work. i am in LOVE with them and he has fueled my matryoshka obsession even further!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;whew! i've been kind of manic the last couple of days... hopefully it's just a sign of positive, productive energy. hopefully i can stay in the zone but with less mania and more of an even-tempered flow... still, it's nice to be on a natural high for a change :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-7379487128515158135?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/7379487128515158135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=7379487128515158135&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/7379487128515158135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/7379487128515158135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/sure-ill-take-early-spring.html' title='sure, i&apos;ll take an early spring!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S6Aymb53OrI/AAAAAAAABIo/50_0tCvzhWU/s72-c/vintage+dresses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-1073087784136667380</id><published>2010-03-15T10:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:00:33.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Etsy Grand Opening: GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;yay! i finally did it! i'm an Etsy Seller!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i was up till 3:30 am listing my items and i had a hard time going to bed after that, just in case something happened, LOL. so now the part where i shamelessly promote myself begins ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and what better way to kick off the opening of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/spazberryjam?section_id=6878661"&gt;my new store&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; but with my very own giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;many of you have gotten an inside sneak peek at the Chouette Minuette series i've been working on. and since i've gotten such fab feedback on them, the winner will have his/her (more than likely her but you never know!) choice of any of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/spazberryjam?section_id=6878661"&gt;Chouette Minuette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;petite filles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; in my shop! (Chouette Minuette Cameos are excluded from the giveaway).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S55MWkGw2RI/AAAAAAAABIg/gcsjces-__U/s1600-h/mosaic63097f9cd5eb02f106453707ddf90fd5c6293cf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S55MWkGw2RI/AAAAAAAABIg/gcsjces-__U/s400/mosaic63097f9cd5eb02f106453707ddf90fd5c6293cf1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448876549697755410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;how to enter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;it's easy! you must be/become a follower of my blog. all you have to do after that is comment on this post and mention the giveaway on your blog (just link your blogpost in my comments so i can view it for your official submission). i will be drawing the winner's name on Monday, March 29th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you guys should see me right now, i'm a wide-eyed ball of nerves and energy and happiness! this might seem like a small, insignificant achievement, but to me this is the itty-bitty baby beginning of something i have always dreamed of. i am filled with gratitude for all of the encouragement you in this wonderful community have given me and i'm happy you're here with me, along for the ride! you are a part of this journey for me and i can't thank you enough for your continuing support!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-1073087784136667380?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S55MWkGw2RI/AAAAAAAABIg/gcsjces-__U/s72-c/mosaic63097f9cd5eb02f106453707ddf90fd5c6293cf1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-5248336518361933215</id><published>2010-03-14T16:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:18:47.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow Shot Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ah, sunday, my favourite day! i hope you've all had a wonderful weekend and are relaxing with your loved ones, and that monday holds only sweetness and light for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to those of you who commented on the pieces i posted yesterday - thank you! it helps to know i'm hitting the mark, as well as creating pieces that i personally love. its kind of funny... everytime i finish something i run up to The Boy with it and i'm all like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;look! look what i made! do you like it?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; LOL. i remember doing the same thing to my mom when i was a kid. somethings never change i guess... so it certainly won't be the last time i'll be asking for your reactions on my work... i hope you don't mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i missed last sunday's Shadow Shot installment and i have to admit i didn't go out of my way to shoot any shadows this week... so here is a photo i took a couple of months ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S51DM9c-w8I/AAAAAAAABIY/Qu80yfe9eio/s1600-h/catseye+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S51DM9c-w8I/AAAAAAAABIY/Qu80yfe9eio/s400/catseye+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448585014121776066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;for those of you in the northwestern hemisphere, i hope your "spring ahead" went smoothly this morning! losing that hour can be tough, but it is totally worth it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-5248336518361933215?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S51DM9c-w8I/AAAAAAAABIY/Qu80yfe9eio/s72-c/catseye+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-2711180054759129533</id><published>2010-03-13T18:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T20:15:47.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blowing the big reveal ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;yeah, i'm not so great at holding onto exciting information. one of the reasons i'm a terrible screenwriter (just another one of my many aspirations over the years) is because i suck at withholding information. you know, suspense, the big a-ha! moment. when i've got the goods in my hands, i can't wait to show them off. it is also why i'm an awful practical joker... i'm the one giggling away, barely containing myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;it is in my typical can't-keep-it-to-myself manner that i now give you some of my recent works! i'll be listing these on my etsy as soon as the finishing touches are complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wkkxvPL1I/AAAAAAAABIQ/ahRWaoaLoy8/s1600-h/mosaica2d0b145b556e70bdeea2f2f81808124f4f068af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wkkxvPL1I/AAAAAAAABIQ/ahRWaoaLoy8/s320/mosaica2d0b145b556e70bdeea2f2f81808124f4f068af.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448269863456812882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Eugenie" Cameo - Chouette Minuette Series Expansion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wkkogoboI/AAAAAAAABII/b7eRCNDwmgE/s1600-h/lonesome+dove+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wkkogoboI/AAAAAAAABII/b7eRCNDwmgE/s320/lonesome+dove+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448269860979633794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;lonesome dove - stylistically interpreted from one my of own photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5whzcQ00HI/AAAAAAAABHg/9pgzDZq-HbQ/s1600-h/b+berries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5whzcQ00HI/AAAAAAAABHg/9pgzDZq-HbQ/s320/b+berries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448266816855265394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;market berries - painted from one of my own photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wh0RlWW3I/AAAAAAAABHw/x1QyoIjrypg/s1600-h/ee100+acrylic+2+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wh0RlWW3I/AAAAAAAABHw/x1QyoIjrypg/s320/ee100+acrylic+2+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448266831168428914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;EE100 - stylistically interpreted still life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wh0xjQfDI/AAAAAAAABIA/qJYpoN7Dz_g/s1600-h/spectra+acrylic+3+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wh0xjQfDI/AAAAAAAABIA/qJYpoN7Dz_g/s320/spectra+acrylic+3+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448266839749590066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;spectra 2 - still life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wh0gP7k6I/AAAAAAAABH4/Y5W_wJpXl5g/s1600-h/holga+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wh0gP7k6I/AAAAAAAABH4/Y5W_wJpXl5g/s320/holga+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448266835105125282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;holga - stylistically interpreted still life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5whzurOw9I/AAAAAAAABHo/fEPLXidMzSA/s1600-h/diana+mini+2+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5whzurOw9I/AAAAAAAABHo/fEPLXidMzSA/s320/diana+mini+2+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448266821797856210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;diana mini - still life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm getting excited! entering the last stage of production on these pieces, and constantly working on new pieces and expanding on existing series... despite some of my recent gloom and doom, i am feeling really good about everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;do any of you have any feedback for me? i trust you to be honest but sweet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2741662342775327583-2711180054759129533?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/2711180054759129533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=2711180054759129533&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/2711180054759129533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/2711180054759129533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/blowing-big-reveal.html' title='blowing the big reveal ;)'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5wkkxvPL1I/AAAAAAAABIQ/ahRWaoaLoy8/s72-c/mosaica2d0b145b556e70bdeea2f2f81808124f4f068af.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-4664107494949649611</id><published>2010-03-12T15:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T18:33:33.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>when i wake up, in my make-up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;not to alienate all you pretty young things out there (i used to be you, sigh...) but i have a question for the pretty young ladies of the approaching 30 and beyond demographic :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;back in the day,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i was one of those really lucky PYT's who never had skin problems. i can't say i know what it's like to have suffered through acne in my teen years. my mother had acne in her youth, and my beautiful younger sister inherited it from her... and it somehow skipped me. i used to wake up every morning and expect that day to be the day that the acne-fairy (or gremlin, i guess) cast her spell on me. it never happened.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;as a result, i never got into wearing make-up in my youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, when i was 14 i really really wanted to, just because all of the other girls were wearing it. i wasn't allowed... but i had managed to acquire some eye shadow and blush and lipstick and i played around with them a little, putting it on in the bathroom at school. i had no clue what i was doing though, and i walked around with bright shiny lime green eyeshadow smeared haphazardly above my eyelids for about a week before someone in my grade 9 math class told me i looked retarded (his word, not mine). and that's when i got over the make-up thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;later on in highschool, i became rather proud of the fact that "i didn't need make-up" which i'm sure was really annoying to my girlfriends who never left the house without it. occasionally i'd let them do my face, and i always came away from thinking that i looked really weird, thus cementing the idea that i didn't need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and i don't think i did need it, in those days. i mean this without arrogance or conceit: i was an attractive young girl. i think i had an inkling of that at the time, but now looking back, i don't think i really realized just how lovely i was back then. if i could go back in time, i would DEFINITELY take that major department store swimsuit fashion show gig that my friend's mom asked me to do! i was pretty enough, and i had the body, but i was just so modest! i would give anything to look now like i did at 16. not an uncommon wish for someone in their 30's i realize.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5rO1MVohPI/AAAAAAAABHY/_n-UZjHBH_0/s1600-h/me+age+163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5rO1MVohPI/AAAAAAAABHY/_n-UZjHBH_0/s400/me+age+163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447894112498386162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;16-year-old me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5rO08PGstI/AAAAAAAABHQ/35_2-Si5ZOU/s1600-h/junior+formal2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5rO08PGstI/AAAAAAAABHQ/35_2-Si5ZOU/s400/junior+formal2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447894108176036562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and me on my way out to my junior formal that same year...&lt;br /&gt;i wore lipstick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the point is, i never developed a beauty regimen. i don't have a clue about make-up. occasionally, if i have to go to a wedding or a job interview, i'll slap on some clumpy black mascara and some (very subtle) eyeshadow, along with a dash of lipgloss, and that is me, all made up!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 23, i had a sudden fear of aging. i started applying moisturizing and anti-aging creams in the morning, afternoon and before bed. i really thought that if i started moisturizing like a fiend, that i would be ahead of the game and maintain my youthful appearance forever, and i would never need makeup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;fastforward 11 years. i guess you could say i'm still really lucky. i still get asked for ID when i buy wine or lottery tickets. i'm regularly mistaken for 25, which i can't say i mind :) but that isn't what i see when i look in the mirror. my skin is dry dry dry. no matter how much moisturizer i slather on (and admittedly i've eased back on that...) i just always look dry and patchy and flaky. my nose seems like it's always pink/red, and that bothers me. i look tired. i see fine lines on my forehead, and where my smile happens. i'm starting to wonder if i need makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than my basic wedding/interview routine which takes 5 minutes (and looks like it), i have NO IDEA what to do!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the idea of caking my face with powders and concealing creams doesn't appeal to me. eyeliner frightens me. lipstick omg noway. but i feel like i need to start opening myself up to the idea of spending a little time making myself presentable. i mean, my sister who is a knockout spends at least an hour on her hair and makeup everyday, and while she always looks stunning, i just can't imagine spending that kind of time on it myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i guess the point of all of this is to ask you lovely ladies what your secrets are? do you have favourite products? how do you approach this whole makeup thing? is it worth it? or should i just let father time suck the life out of me and accept it as the natural course of things? haha, that's rather over-dramatic. i know i can never be what i was in my teens and 20's, and i think i'm okay with that. but i do feel like i need a little help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here's me the last time i was in my "natural state" and liked the way i looked. no lame attempt at makeup, no dreadful hairdye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5qsge7yo3I/AAAAAAAABGg/66a3Zz5w_so/s1600-h/n500159645_28537_3178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5qsge7yo3I/AAAAAAAABGg/66a3Zz5w_so/s400/n500159645_28537_3178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447856373317673842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm 29 in that picture and i've just come back from a year in Europe followed by a year in Australia, and people were telling me i looked younger than i did when i left! if i could get back to that, i think i'd be satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and here's a more recent photo of me, from this past autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5qsgkq7dTI/AAAAAAAABGo/gV6O0aDdNSU/s1600-h/13836_166649569645_500159645_2967646_4764544_n.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/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5qsgkq7dTI/AAAAAAAABGo/gV6O0aDdNSU/s400/13836_166649569645_500159645_2967646_4764544_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447856374857561394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i 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type='text'>mid-week Artist Feature: Michael Torelli</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;okay... so it's almost friday. but until friday officially graces us with his wonderful presence (i don't know why, but friday is a boy, LOL) it is technically still the middle of the week. thus, i bring you the fourth installment of the Arty People I Know In Real Life Series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;many moons ago i met a strapping young lad on myspace named Michael. we shared a love of writing, and of film, and especially a love of karaoke, and i've had a lot of opportunity to get to know Michael not just as an adventurous karaoke performer (he does a fantastic rendition of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the Meantime&lt;/span&gt; by Spacehog... but my personal favourite is his timeless performance of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punk Rock Girl&lt;/span&gt; by Dead Milkmen!) but i have also been on hand to witness some wildly original acts of creativity in various forms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i caught up with Michael to find out what he's into these days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spazberryjam/4339002445/" title="basement living by spazberryjam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4040/4339002445_e8324ba67b.jpg" alt="basement living" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Michael Torelli - writer, filmmaker, creative muse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(and former hair model! haha, no really. he used to do that. sorry Michael, i couldn't resist!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hometown: Barrie, Ontario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Current Residence: Toronto, Ontario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Age: 31&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;(as of next week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*this interview took on a rather casual tone as i hadn't seen Michael in a while and we had a lot to catch up on. also he's an uber-laidback kind of person, so the flavour of this post will be different from other artist features that i've done*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Shellbell: you're a man of many talents, Mr. Torelli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Michael: sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: name them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: i can walk on my hands. i can sing in the shower. and in a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: at the same time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: no, i wish though! it would be nice having a shower in a car, because then you can drive and get ready at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S:but seriously. you write, sing, play the guitar, make movies, do animation, sew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: yeah, i like making costumes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: i'll get to that a little later. i'd like to start with your writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: mainly i like writing screenplays, i've been writing scripts for the last few years. i haven't produced anything yet, but i'm now in the process of developing a web series, pitching some script ideas, collaborating on some projects - one of them is a musical, actually! i guess it would be fair to say i'm doing a lot of collaborating and musing at this point in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: you write music too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: si! and poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: tell us about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: well originally i was thinking of publishing a book of my poems, short stories and whatnot, but what i would like to do more than that is do a series of animations that would go along with the poems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: that's so cool! how would you do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: i would put everything up on my youtube account and facebook. i would hopefully even be able to get a budget through some production contacts and enter them into festivals and even get them on networks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: in terms of scriptwriting, what are you currently working on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: i've been spreading myself thin between several projects. the one i would most like to be focusing on is the psychological thriller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: in what way are you spreading yourself thin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: the film lifestyle can spread you thin a little, meeting new people and collaborating on things and being out socializing more than you expect to. it leaves little time to focus on your own projects if you don't have a strong structural base. i seem to have let that slip a little since i quit the full-time daily grind to take a shot at something i love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: how is that working out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: better than i expected. i didn't expect to be getting paid work as quickly as i did.  and i still do a lot of free work, but i've met some great people, and i've been given a lot of great learning opportunities. which in many ways, people have told me is better than going to film school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: did you intend to go to film school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: yes. i applied for film and television production twice (at Sheridan College, a very competative program)  after finishing highschool, but i was waitlisted. and then i didn't see the point in spending money on going to the school and potentially not being able to take the courses i wanted with no guarantee i would get into them because of the competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: so would you say the experience you've been getting as a freelancer has given you the skills you need to have a career in film?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: it has contributed a great amount, yes. i think my work experience and life and general attitude toward the work has helped. because if you want to do something you've got to give it your best, and show people that you're willing to take on greater challenges, that you're willing to learn. and you have to really love what you're doing. if you don't have the right attitude on set, people can tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: what kind of work are you doing on sets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: the majority of my work is as a production assistant or as a grip electric. though i've been able to try other positions on a film crew, like production coordinator, craft service, assistant director and background coordinator. and soon hopefully more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: what is your favourite role on set?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: good question. i actually really enjoy being a PA because it really keeps you moving all day, and if you have a good attitude, it really helps the rest of the crew feel good about what you're doing. and people really appreciate a PA who will bust their ass for them to make sure that everything runs smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: i want to switch gears and talk about your handsewn costumes and such!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: okay. i do handsew my own Hallowe'en costumes. from scratch too! i've never had any instruction, i just kind of wing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: what made you decide to learn to sew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: out of necessity, really! i've always enjoyed Hallowe'en, being creative, and i guess i was really encouraged by my parents. as a kid they would ask me what i wanted to be for Hallowe'en, and then they would help me make the costume. growing up when it came to having fun on Hallowe'en i realized i was going to have to make the costume myself. both my parents have been really creative and i guess i picked it up from them growing up. Nothing is too hard to do on your own, you just gotta try. and it's not always going to be perfect, you make mistakes but you learn from them and you keep going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: that's such an awesomely positive attitude! remind me of the costumes you've made?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: robot, werewolf, zombie teddy bear, Gir from Invader Zim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: which is your favourite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: i'd say my most recent was my favourite, the zombie teddy bear. just because it came together really well and i impressed myself with it! (laughs) i definitely get better with each costume i make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5mnEAVNgtI/AAAAAAAABGQ/dM2H74dNDn0/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5mnEAVNgtI/AAAAAAAABGQ/dM2H74dNDn0/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447568911531606738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5mnsGDz6LI/AAAAAAAABGY/bSvRh4IyJso/s1600-h/zombiecostume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5mnsGDz6LI/AAAAAAAABGY/bSvRh4IyJso/s400/zombiecostume.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447569600264005810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Michael in his handmade Zombie Teddy Bear costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: would you consider making a business out of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: i thought about it. i thought it would be interesting to create a line of larger-than-life strange costumes. but there are so many things that i would like to try doing, and that's what it comes down to when i say spreading myself too thin. too many ideas and not a long enough life span.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: if you could complete five of your favourite projects, in any genre, in this life, what would they be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: at least two of my film projects, one being a mystery/psychological thriller, the other more comedy based. third - getting a cd out with some of my music on it, fourth - publishing at least one book of short stories and poetry, and lastly... successfully carrying out my plans for world domination! (laughs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: so about this web series you mentioned earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: well i'm actually helping some friends with a web series they developed, as a grip electric but also possibly acting in one of the episodes. it's a good working relationship that is probably going to grow into working on one of my own web series down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: what's the name of the web series?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: Microwave Porn. it's not dirty or pornographic! it's about a microwave that has come to life and has developed a rampant addiction to porn... and his owner is stuck with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: erm, okay... weird, but potentially very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: there's a market for everything on the internet! (laughs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: you really enjoy helping other people with their projects, playing the role of muse, don't you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: that is actually what i would like to do more than anything else, just be able to help people develop their creative ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: can you talk about some of your muse work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: well... i helped a friend start her own band promotion business, back a few years ago, and she's doing very well now. i helped some people develop comic book ideas, mainly story development. and i've been able to sit with some directors who were storyboarding with my brother who is a storyboard artist, and discussed what to do with scenes in movies.  but that's not really something i've  been able to do until i've established myself more within the film community, which is why i'm doing what i'm doing now. i've got to do some stuff for myself before i can focus on doing it for other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: so ultimately  you would like to have a career as a muse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: ideally yeah. as much as i like the idea of being in the spotlight, i'd really just like to be creative and have my own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: are you still working on your music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: yes... it's not glamourous in any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: well, that is all in the eye of the beholder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: that's true. i think my songwriting is great but i have to become more comfortable performing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: am i leaving anything out? what is happening with Endswell Productions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: that's been put on hold ever since my business partner/brother got married and subsequently his new responsibilities have to come first before he can play the creative field. his focus is elsewhere now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: describe what Endswell was about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: it was a production company that we started with the hope of developing some cartoon series. the projects haven't died, actually one of them is what i'm going to be turning into a web  series. and the other ideas are still simmering on the back burner.  they're more likely to be made once i've gotten some other projects off the ground. it usually takes being noticed first before people will back up bigger ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: what do you see yourself doing in ten years' time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: fighting zombies in the zombie apocalypse? (laughs) probably still doing karaoke, enjoying life and not giving up on doing what i love. really just to be doing what i'm doing now, and making a living at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: where can people follow your work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;M: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/MichaelTorelli"&gt;my youtube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;! i've been kind of shy and secretive about my music on there, but i need to break out of my shell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/cancelproof"&gt;Microwave Porn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; is on youtube... and some of my poetry can be found on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.myspace.com/littletorelli"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; and facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;thanks Michael! it was great to catch up with you - your easygoing, positive attitude and devotion to your creative exploits is nothing short of inspiring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and now... Michael has been kind enough to provide a sample of his poetry for your reading and imagining pleasure! and here he is in his own words to introduce his poem to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Michael: This one was inspired by Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven"... I plan to eventually animate or film this and have the poem narrated along with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Three Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Near the edge of town through the Forrest of Shadows, in the shallows of the dreadful Bone Hill;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Stands an empty abode that is eerie and old, and so cold it would make your blood chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Upon a time none would dare to make passage there due to scares spawned from tales and folk lore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Still I believed it a lie to hear those who have tried must have died for they'd been seen no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Can you imagine a place of such horror?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;I in my youth was an inquisitive sleuth who questioned the truths of these tales;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;I ventured from home; now lamenting I roamed all alone down before spoken trails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Excited I entered the house uninvited, my thoughts all since blighted it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Visions of horror with me evermore, I assure you they haunt all my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;I awake to my own daunting screams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;If one case I must boast in scenes I've seen most through dark spells I've been under, here goes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Of three brazen brothers whose poor widowed mother gave name Edgar, Allan, and Poe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;They set off late one night in hopes they just might find Bone Hill all in spite of fair warning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;The travel a burden they expected for certain to be surmounted by morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;I restate all in spite of fair warning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;With great success they consented a rest in discovering what they had sought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;The house stood there still, the brothers were thrilled, full of vigor they soon would be not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;They walked straight inside with abundance of pride, which an instant turned into sheer terror. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;The shutters blocked light and doors slammed lock tight; starless night and exits nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Just death for all them to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Shrill screams and strange cries thereafter arise, whirling 'round like ash from Hell's fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Echoing tones of anger and moans, sobs and sighs of lost souls all so dire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;The brothers set still having lost hope and will to react to the dreadful uprising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Frozen with fear they were parted, not near, all alone without even realizing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;All alone with their fright, paralyzing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Edgar howled out to his brothers no doubt, who did gather their breaths to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Till they heard Edgar gasp, loudly gurgling blood, then in silence believed he was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Just then sudden sounds of thrashing around were bound to drowned pleas for mercy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;For hours he prayed, his death kept delayed, every second the torment was worsening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Then it stopped for something else was emerging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;The lights dimly rose casting shadows of those who once lived till they went to that place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;It seemed like the light was their essence of life being cast by the pale of their face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;The shine came with gloom, they were near room to room, but dared not to whisper one word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Then something between them began to converse, and "you never saved me" was heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;I admit that it all seems absurd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Edgar's moans were repeated until they defeated Allan's will who shouted "I'm scared!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Then a symphony of woe arose ill-composed with the sounds of indescribable tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Allan's cry echoed throughout the halls that were filled with the stench of demise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Poe now remained, alone with the thought, that the thought to be there was unwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;They had heard that all who went there had died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Poe tried not to weep but his sadness was deep and his chance of survival long lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Together they conquered the treacherous miles to get there where their lives were the cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;A tear hit the floor which eroded away and Poe plunged into an abyss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Gone, all gone, the brothers they were gone, for their poor widowed mother to miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;In Hell believe me, all of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Now that you know, would you dare to go, to the place I alone had been spared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;The brothers had tried and died like the rest, only others had gone more prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Dear reader I ponder as I look out my window, in the moon light three figures below,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;I've relived in my mind, the time I was there, and now it is time that I go.&lt;/span&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/2741662342775327583-7709824459420630296?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4040/4339002445_e8324ba67b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-3359978007738770230</id><published>2010-03-10T21:24:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:54:00.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>almost back on track :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;helloooooo! just a little note to tell you that this week's mid-week artist feature will happen tomorrow. i meant to post it today, but i was in the artzone and had to go with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but i still would like to provide you with some lovelyness (i know it's spelled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loveliness&lt;/span&gt; but i think it's prettier looking with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;. in fact... i think it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prettyer&lt;/span&gt; looking with the y, LOL).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some recent flickr favourites! no theme today... the only thing that connects these images is that they are wonderful :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hYMjd64uI/AAAAAAAABFQ/DiQEAaeSt0w/s1600-h/mosaic0b68d35875a04aa019a2f19a723e5125f13666ca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hYMjd64uI/AAAAAAAABFQ/DiQEAaeSt0w/s400/mosaic0b68d35875a04aa019a2f19a723e5125f13666ca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447200722007024354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and here are the artists:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/62801263@N00/4405127788/"&gt;lawl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/19116609@N06/4315959326/"&gt;im losing hope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/47111275@N07/4401683701/"&gt;green couple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/35208241@N00/4399665717/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/34753125@N08/4251350709/"&gt;6:365 Furry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/47362829@N07/4393952496/"&gt;day nineteen.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/45569465@N02/4384197917/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/67212136@N00/3342430564/"&gt;Teacup study&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/69728197@N00/4391268598/"&gt;Gui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/25331795@N06/4371788904/"&gt;That Night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/23926833@N07/4376926969/"&gt;Blue Violet~7/64&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/97195119@N00/4396689759/"&gt;salvage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/44190452@N03/4390575433/"&gt;Alfred Infrared test shot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/32852274@N05/4379483353/"&gt;290&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/72774400@N00/4401571753/"&gt;combishort&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/7153354@N04/4411666396/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;oh... and my polyvore obsession continues. it has become the thing i do when i can't seem to do anything else. it used to be that i went to colourlovers for my self-coddling needs. polyvore has successfully ousted colourlovers as my "i'm bored but i don't wanna do anything constructive" go-to location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;here are a few of my latest dream fashion concoctions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hZ29PplOI/AAAAAAAABF4/wWWnBFaRlk4/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlNwMUFsRUlxM3hHRWVBVkhnR1VUZGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hZ29PplOI/AAAAAAAABF4/wWWnBFaRlk4/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlNwMUFsRUlxM3hHRWVBVkhnR1VUZGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447202549992625378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hZ2Y4hhII/AAAAAAAABFw/QgSdhm6prGQ/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkZFVlgzU2tyM3hHalo5Yzc3aExyb1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hZ2Y4hhII/AAAAAAAABFw/QgSdhm6prGQ/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkZFVlgzU2tyM3hHalo5Yzc3aExyb1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447202540231951490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hZ2P5HDzI/AAAAAAAABFo/qmJ0VacVVtM/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFktFY1JQakFyM3hHNkc3Njk1SXB5YUEAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hZ2P5HDzI/AAAAAAAABFo/qmJ0VacVVtM/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFktFY1JQakFyM3hHNkc3Njk1SXB5YUEAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447202537818492722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hZ15v2J3I/AAAAAAAABFg/lFCDifm1NY8/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkFscnA4NFlzM3hHa19Ec1k3aExyb1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hZ15v2J3I/AAAAAAAABFg/lFCDifm1NY8/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkFscnA4NFlzM3hHa19Ec1k3aExyb1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447202531874056050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hZ1ajs02I/AAAAAAAABFY/IMfd1wEnEbU/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjZwMHg2eDBxM3hHemowbnFmMlVUZGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hZ1ajs02I/AAAAAAAABFY/IMfd1wEnEbU/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjZwMHg2eDBxM3hHemowbnFmMlVUZGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447202523501613922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hagP_MQlI/AAAAAAAABGA/zXND2uRna90/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFm1sQnJCTmNrM3hHMGhjMDV4bkNrMncAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hagP_MQlI/AAAAAAAABGA/zXND2uRna90/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFm1sQnJCTmNrM3hHMGhjMDV4bkNrMncAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447203259398505042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;now... if only i had access to these pretties, and cool places to wear them! who am i kidding, i would be happy to be sipping coffee and reading a book in a little hole-in-the-wall cafe on Queen St. West, adorned in any of the above... dripping with mystery and romance in my solitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm easy to please, apparently :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;*update*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;holy mackerel. they changed colourlovers. was i really gone that long? it's a whole new shebang now, all new patterns... and there are only so many hours in the day! sheesh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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:)'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5hYMjd64uI/AAAAAAAABFQ/DiQEAaeSt0w/s72-c/mosaic0b68d35875a04aa019a2f19a723e5125f13666ca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-5119543319373830328</id><published>2010-03-09T09:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:05:38.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>things that make me happy (get happy, goshdarnit!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;enough is enough. i need to find a way out of Mopey McSadville, and maybe a good "happy list" will help me get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;1. the last few days have been warm and sunny. as in spring jacket warm and sunny, my favourite! i've been wanting to wear this jacket since i thrifted it over christmas in St. John's, and i absolutely love it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5ZsjjCPfzI/AAAAAAAABEw/-cg_I2T8gXg/s1600-h/jacket+edit+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5ZsjjCPfzI/AAAAAAAABEw/-cg_I2T8gXg/s320/jacket+edit+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446660157307060018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5Zsi4MVFLI/AAAAAAAABEY/-drPaAkiEWo/s1600-h/buttons+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5Zsi4MVFLI/AAAAAAAABEY/-drPaAkiEWo/s320/buttons+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446660145806644402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i love art/i love film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; buttons i picked up at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.artsetobicoke.com/"&gt;Arts Etobicoke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;gallery the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;2. dried fruit. specifically, the dried mixed fruit at costco (strawberries, blueberries and two kinds of mango! one sweet and one tart). i'm not a fan of costco but i haven't found this particular mix of dried fruit anywhere else. breakfast, lunch and dinner, folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;3. this picture i painted last  night: look! its Penelope! she makes a pretty portrait, doesn't she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5Zsj7MWMjI/AAAAAAAABE4/mRvbrfP_vIc/s1600-h/penelope+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5Zsj7MWMjI/AAAAAAAABE4/mRvbrfP_vIc/s320/penelope+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446660163791893042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;4. living in a country and an era where i'm free to pursue my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;5. daydreaming about my next camera. i have totally learned all i can on my little &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.ubergizmo.com/photos/2009/2/coolpix-l20.jpg"&gt;nikon coolpix L20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and it is time to graduate... as soon as i have money again.  this is the one i want... isn't she pretty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5Zsjbd0-0I/AAAAAAAABEo/ia9Ifij74ps/s1600-h/iwant+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5Zsjbd0-0I/AAAAAAAABEo/ia9Ifij74ps/s320/iwant+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446660155275279170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;6. preparations for my etsy grand opening (as slowly as it is happening - i needed to take the pressure off myself and just let it be. it will happen...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;7. singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;8. birds singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;9. my 28 (and counting!) fans on my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/pages/spazberryjam/340248935879"&gt;facebook fanpage&lt;/a&gt;. knowing that someone, anyone, is rooting for me puts the spring back into my step!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;10. when i get up in the morning and The Boy is sitting downstairs waiting for me (he always gets up before me) with hot coffee and heartfelt greetings. he always greets me with "you're beautiful in the morning" and a smooch. i'm pretty sure that rain or shine, whatever the day might hold in store... there is no better way to rise from my slumbers than to him being so excited to see me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;it's also nice to get out to our local, just the two of us. it's like our second living room, and we can either talk all sorts of shit, or we can say nothing at all, just be there together reading the newspaper and enjoying our brew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5ZtfuVcJVI/AAAAAAAABFA/4--0XJ94UJ4/s1600-h/scruffys+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5ZtfuVcJVI/AAAAAAAABFA/4--0XJ94UJ4/s320/scruffys+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446661191132521810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5ZsjIeQt8I/AAAAAAAABEg/8s5DWZNGXR0/s1600-h/guinness+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5ZsjIeQt8I/AAAAAAAABEg/8s5DWZNGXR0/s320/guinness+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446660150176823234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(one of our favourite pastimes is to read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Savage_Love"&gt;Savage Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; on the back page of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; and then talk about how brilliant Dan Savage is, LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;thanks all for your thoughts and well-wishes while i was taking my wee hiatus. i was lurking in the background of course... i can't stay away when spring is in the air and i know all of the lovely chickadees (you!) are chirping away about lighthearted matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so what have i been doing with my blog days off? i wish i could tell you that i moved the earth and then some. in reality, it was a bit of shellbell downtime. forcing myself to do anything was just going to make me gloomier. i spent a lot of time with The Boy, as i was just feeling the need for reassurance and cuddles.  i do keep my promises though, and i did a few things that i had promised to other people, and the doing of them elevated me during those moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i think a lot of it is homesickness... i haven't been back home to see my family in nearly a year. my mom has been down this way to visit... but it isn't the same as going home. i definitely feel out of touch with the goings-on up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this is going to sound weird, but i think a big part of my mood lately is kind of a tug of war between my introvert and my extrovert. this is something i've had to deal with my whole life, and i'm pretty sure it is the source of the majority of my issues. i refer to them as two different people, rather than two sides of myself, because they really do manifest themselves as two opposite entities within me that cause me to behave in two distinctly different ways. in all of the personality tests i've taken over the years, the results always come back that i'm right on the border between introversion and extroversion... but ever so slightly more intro than extro. i'm literally touching the line, but officially on the intro side. as a result, i tend to swing back and forth pretty dramatically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i am comfortable spending loads of time in my own company... and then suddenly, for no apparent reason,  i will absolutely lose my shit if i have to be alone with myself one more minute. then i'm looking for a party. there is never any warning. but if i don't go and satisfy my need for companionship right at the moment it hits me, i become horribly depressed. and it happens in the exact reverse as well... if i've been enjoying the company of friends and family and loved ones for a spell and then suddenly i'll get hit with the "omg i need to be alone RIGHT NOW" feeling... i have to go and satisfy that need to be alone, or the depression kicks in. and of course, it always seems to happen in a moment when getting that alone time is pretty much impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i've often wondered if these intro/extro mood swings  are tied to the chemical imbalances in my brain - it makes sense - i think they act as a catalyst to drops in my seratonin, causing the depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway, i've had a few solid days to myself and i think i feel i can emerge from them a bit more balanced. i hope. i just hope i don't swing the other way and find it impossible to work on my own in my little studio corner of the house. i desperately need to put in some worktime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway, it was nice to wake up this morning and actually feel like 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href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-that-make-me-happy-get-happy.html' title='things that make me happy (get happy, goshdarnit!)'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S5ZsjjCPfzI/AAAAAAAABEw/-cg_I2T8gXg/s72-c/jacket+edit+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-8608705783371700051</id><published>2010-03-06T17:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T17:32:04.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>short-term temporary blog break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;hi sweeties. i just wanted to take a moment to say that i might be taking a wee blog break. nothing major, just a couple of days. i may pop in to read blogs and comment here and there... but my head is not in posting mode due to a bit of an emotional disturbance. i know what it is and i just need a little time to pull myself out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i'll be on facebook (i've linked my spazberryjam fan page over on the right side of my blogspace) so feel free to visit me there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;as for my twitter... i realize i haven't been on long, but it just isn't for me and i'll be deleting my account before the end of today. maybe i haven't given it a fair shot, but... i have a strong feeling that relationship isn't going to work out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i hope you're all having a good weekend and i will see you again early in the coming week, i'm s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seacrest, out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-8608705783371700051?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/8608705783371700051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=8608705783371700051&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8608705783371700051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8608705783371700051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/short-term-temporary-blog-break.html' title='short-term temporary blog break.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-7756508449603387989</id><published>2010-03-04T11:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T12:07:14.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>embarrassing celebrity crushes! or... why do i keep dreaming about David Duchovny? oh. right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;good morning all! well, it may or may not be morning in your part of the world, and it may or may not be morning by the time you read this, but it is morning for me right now, and as that is my current situation i'm documenting it as such!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i've just been blogging over at &lt;a href="http://www.chappedlipsnightstories.blogspot.com/"&gt;nightstories&lt;/a&gt;, my other blog. i don't really push it out there too much... if people come across it and want to have a look that's great. but reading about other people's dreams can be awkward. usually if we have a dream that we think is earthshattering and we just have to tell someone about it, the people doing the listening generally don't find it as earthshattering as we do. anyway, the point is, i started nightstories because my own dreamlife is extremely vivid and active, and i personally think that i can learn a lot from my dreams. i felt that it was high time i started documenting them, regardless of how nightmarish or embarrassing they might be. it is primarily for my own therapeutic usage, but anyone is welcome to have a looksee if they're interested :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway, after blogging last night's dreams, i decided to go back through all my previous posts to see if there were any recurring themes of late, and if i had any new insight into some of my interpretations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and i did notice a lot of recurring themes. i mean, i have always known that i dream about the same kinds of events, people, things, over and over again. but i never realized just how often until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to talk about all of my recurring dream themes would take forever, and i've been chronicling them over at nightstories, so i'll focus on the one that really struck me as as i was browsing through my posts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;celebrities. i don't consider myself to be overly fascinated by celebrities... i used to read Perez Hilton and The Superficial, but it was getting boring so i've since gotten out of the habit. i don't read People magazine or seek out celebrity dish type television programs. but of course, there are a few with whom i've been infatuated over the years... musicians, film stars, tv stars, men and women... all sorts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;my most notable celebrity crushes have been (okay, this is embarrassing but...) Noel Gallagher from Oasis (yes, the loutish, brutish, mouthy, hirsute TALENTED one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBbyc3t-Ctc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBbyc3t-Ctc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Duchovny during the X-Files years (not so much anymore. i loathe Californication, yuck!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Myers, especially his character Charlie McKenzie in So I Married An Axe Murderer, but i'll take Wayne Campbell too (i will admit that my fascination with Mike has waned since the dawn of the Shrek empire, for obvious reasons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pdAzx_hYEBo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pdAzx_hYEBo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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;Michael J. Fox (um, do i really need to explain this? he was my first ever celebrity crush since i was 10 and i still love the heart, head and guts of that man!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the Legendary Jeff Healey. i was 13 when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b5ZsR382Cwk"&gt;Angel Eyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; was a hit, and there was just something wonderful about this young man who was blind since infancy who could play the muhfuggin guitar like no one else. the second anniversary of his passing was March 2nd. RIP Jeff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;oh! and Ewan McGregor - particularly his characters Christian in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moulin Rouge&lt;/span&gt;, and Robert in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Life Less Ordinary&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5eJ6Dp167Lw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5eJ6Dp167Lw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway... i also dream about celebrities that i don't really think twice about. Cuba Gooding Jr, for example, and Cameron Diaz. i don't dislike them, i just don't find them particularly fascinating, and yet they appear in my dreams in sometimes very intimate situations, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;does anyone else out there find celebrities - crushes or otherwise - invading their dreamspace at night? sometimes i feel like an immature kid when i wake up to find that i've dreamed about going on a date with Agent Mulder... again... but we don't get to choose our dreams, which is what makes them so so interesting! i can laugh about it, i guess. i don't tell The Boy about the Mulder dreams though, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i just want to justify last night's David Duchovny dream by saying that i watched Return To Me before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oFD8ZE0Muf0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oFD8ZE0Muf0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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;how effing adorable is Minnie Driver in that movie?! yes, Minnie Driver. maybe now i'll dream about her for a change :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are your (embarrassing or not) celebrity crushes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-7756508449603387989?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/7756508449603387989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=7756508449603387989&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/7756508449603387989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/7756508449603387989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/nightstories-recurring-dream-themes.html' title='embarrassing celebrity crushes! or... why do i keep dreaming about David Duchovny? oh. right.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-396229809432392400</id><published>2010-03-03T18:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:29:42.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-week Artist Feature: Becca Buttigieg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;another Wednesday is upon us, which means i would like to introduce you to yet another of my wonderfully creative and talented friends! today's feature is a little different, as i'm bringing to your attention the lovely Becca (Rebecca, actually, but who has time for 3 syllables these days? LOL) whose primary focus is on the performing arts!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(oh, and she has just started a new &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.beccasitsonchairs.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; too - which has little to do with acting but a lot to do with fantastic design - do check it out if you are so inclined!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i've known Becca for a couple of years now. not only is she one of the sweetest, loveliest people i've met, but she is one multi-talented lady! apart from her daytime job as an activities coordinator at Belmont House retirement residence,  i was blown away by her performance in the role of Catherine in the &lt;a href="http://eastsideplayers.ca/onstage/2008_2009.html"&gt;East Side Players&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;production of &lt;a href="http://www.enotes.com/proof"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Proof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, for which she received great reviews, and i was moved by the imagery in some of her wonderful poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but enough of my gushing... here's what Becca had to say about her current creative endeavours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S48JHEdLVHI/AAAAAAAABEQ/TEySmyyqako/s1600-h/4339001477_92e1a1856c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S48JHEdLVHI/AAAAAAAABEQ/TEySmyyqako/s400/4339001477_92e1a1856c_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444580491574072434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Rebecca Buttigieg - Actor, Poet, Musician... and more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hometown: Kemptville, Ontario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Current Residence: Toronto, Ontario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Age: 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shellbell: let's begin by asking you to tell a little about yourself in a creative perspective.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca: I'd say my first love is acting, and currently i'm learning to become a writer in terms of television and theatre. I also really enjoy knitting, and i play the violin.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: you also write poetry, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: yes i do! i almost forgot about that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: that's totally understandable considering you're also a new mother. how has motherhood impacted you as an artist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: in the beginning my focus had to shift from art to motherhood but things have evened out now. now i'm able to focus on projects on a small scale rather than large scale.  things just take a little longer, i have to stretch things out. i also find motherhood really inspiring. it makes me want to explore more things because i want to be the best example for Emmylou as i can, and get her to embrace her own passions. i don't ever want to look back and say to her that i didn't do the things i wanted. i want her to go after her dreams and be a good example for her.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: before Emmylou was born, you were doing a lot of acting. how would you describe the process of creating a character?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: to create my characters i start by getting to know them in the literature itself. i'll read the piece, then do breakdowns. i'll look at the character in the context of herself and in terms of the writing.  i try to bring a little of myself into the character in order to connect with her. i know a lot of acting coaches will say that you should not become emotionally connected to a character because you're acting, you're not emoting. but for me, being connected emotionally to the character is an integral part of getting to know her and being able to portray her in a real and visceral way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: who has been your favourite character to portray?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: that's hard. one of my favourite characters is Sheila from The Boys Next Door. She was a developmentally disabled character, so she was one of my biggest challenges. even though she was a small role, i really enjoyed it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: you mentioned that you're learning to write for the stage - can you talk a bit about that?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i'm learning through trial and error, basically. in university i did a lot of writing for the stage, and i did a lot of my own stuff. i write and i rewrite and rewrite again, and get people to read and critique it. i'm loyal to the integrity of my work but i'm also open to criticism.  lots and lots of rewrites! (laughs)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: are you working on a play at the moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: no, currently i'm working on my webisodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: cool! let's talk about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: sure! they've been in the works for about a year now. i really started buckling down on them when i was 3-4 months pregnant. right now we're sitting at about 8 webisodes, but i'd like to have 12. i'm not the only person writing them. my partner is writing,  and we're looking for other writers because we feel that the more diverse the writing is, the better it will be.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: what are the webisodes about?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:  without giving too much away, the series is about a Christian rock band who is trying to make it in the bigtime. and it's going to be kind of a mock reality series.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: live action?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: definitely live action.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: so you've got 8 episodes written, have you begun shooting yet?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: we haven't begun shooting because we have to cast one more actor. and since i'm in it - how nice of me to put myself in my own series - i have to make sure the baby can be without me. i want to get organized and start shooting by June. there, i said it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: so you're doing this all yourself with a crew of friends?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: yeah, a crew of friends and acquaintances. i'm a big believer... i find that if you don't get the work you're looking for, then make your own work. if there are bumps in this road, they'll be my bumps and no one else's!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: such an entrepreneurial spirit! i guess you sort of have to be in the world of theatre and independent film and television.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: yes, because i'm a teeny tiny fish in a gigantic ocean. you gotta start somewhere!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: you mentioned a career change to me recently, can you talk about that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: sure! when i had the baby, everything shifted and i realized that i really want to be home with her as much as possible, so i discovered a company called &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.kindermusik.com/"&gt;Kindermusik&lt;/a&gt;.  and because i have a background in music i thought it was a really good opportunity. basically, it is teaching young children about the fundamentals of music. about sounds and rhythm and tunes. so i will try to open up my own little kindermusik business, and hopefully i'll be able to start doing that in May and be certified by then. and hopefully i'll be able to do that and be home with Emmylou. i think that would be really fulfilling because i'd be combining my passion with something that is helpful and meaningful.  music is really kind of fundamental, especially for little kids!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: where music is concerned, do you perform as a violinist?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i actually haven't at all. i guess i could! the opportunity hasn't arisen, and i haven't created the opportunity myself, either. but it is definitely something i would consider looking into for the future.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: what inspires you?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i get inspired by... you know, others... when i look at the work that my friends and acquaintances have done i get inspired by that. i'm motivated to succeed because i want to be validated by my work. the desire for people to see that i'm good at what i do. i know people say you should do it for yourself, but it is rewarding to have people know that you do good work. and i'm inspired by my daughter, i want to set a good example for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;S: what did you study in university?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: Theatre and English at the University of Ottawa.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: did you find the education helpful in terms of your creativity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: the acting aspect of it was helpful, because i had the opportunity to work with some really great teachers. Lib Spry in particular, and Peter Frolich. Lib in particular was fantastic, she provided a really refreshing take on modern acting.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: would you say they're you're main influences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: i would say Lib was a major influence for sure. Peter was inspiring. he showed me that a theatre history teacher could go out and give a stellar performance.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: what are your other creative influences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: when i was younger i was taken to see a lot of theatre by my mother. i think that had a huge impact on my life. i saw the actors performing and they seemed fearless. unafraid to show emotion to a large crowd. that to me was largely impactful because as a kid i was very guarded about my emotions.  you have this freedom as an actor to show all kinds of emotions. i think that is what pushed me in the direction of acting, the freedom of it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S48IwmiMn6I/AAAAAAAABEI/sr7CSztFKVk/s1600-h/2642_61472021183_513631183_1960912_8117609_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S48IwmiMn6I/AAAAAAAABEI/sr7CSztFKVk/s400/2642_61472021183_513631183_1960912_8117609_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444580105584943010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Becca as Catherine in David Auburn's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Proof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: what are your goals as an artist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: my biggest goal as an artist is to find satisfaction in my work, to accomplish my work, to get it done. that sounds funny but, for so long i've been kind of in the middle where i've been prevaricating on "should i actually do it?" and to really get these things going and rolling  and established is going to be the biggest and best reward i could ever give myself.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: where do you see yourself in 10 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B: oh god! (laughs) i see myself as a happy actor, with a beautiful 10-year-old daughter, possibly a part of a theatre company of my own,  who knows? i see myself satisfied.  i'm on the road to actually making the changes i want to see in my life, and i see myself very happy and satisfied. i'm excited!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: where can people follow your work?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: we're going to be posting the webisodes on youtube and our own website as well. my kindermusik business will probably be posted on the kindermusik website as well as my facebook. and also, on my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.beccasitsonchairs.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, beccasitsonchairs.blogspot.com! as soon as that information is available i'll be putting it out there.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: thanks Becca! looking forward to the webisode series and more performances from you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-396229809432392400?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/396229809432392400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=396229809432392400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/396229809432392400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/396229809432392400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/mid-week-artist-feature-becca-buttigieg.html' title='mid-week Artist Feature: Becca Buttigieg'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S48JHEdLVHI/AAAAAAAABEQ/TEySmyyqako/s72-c/4339001477_92e1a1856c_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-3694325157566018384</id><published>2010-03-02T22:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:29:51.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;first of all, i would like to thank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://timeaftertea.blogspot.com/"&gt;Megan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lindsaybrackeen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lindsay&lt;/a&gt;, Samantha, &lt;a href="http://ayearofhappy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kattrina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://crownology.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andrea&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://adaisychaindream.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daisychain&lt;/a&gt; for your encouragement! it really did help and i managed to emerge from my monday funk this way:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-by first doing the little non-art related things that were weighing on my mind. i had this feeling that even if i could have motivated myself to get into an art session, i wouldn't be able to really focus because i'd be thinking about eating that well-balanced lunch (dietician's orders, but i'm seeing her voluntarily, so...) and playing with my cat (i try to be a responsible kitty-momma, and as a young cat she is very active and craves my attention)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-i also did anything else that was sort of grabbing my concentration away from me: the sink full of dishes, updating my calendar, and organizing my studio table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-exercise would have been a good idea, but i'm more of an exercise at night when i've managed to accomplish a lot in a day kind of person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-put on some music. music always cheers me up, and my work just flows when i'm grooving and singing along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-loosened my goal expectations a little. setting goals is great - but oftentimes i then go and put an immense amount of pressure on myself to complete them, which in turn sparks that fear that i can't do it, and then i'm immobilized. so while i would like to report that i got everything on yesterday's list done... i didn't. rather than doing 2 chouette minuettes and 2 coffee cultures, i finished four chouette minuette pieces and started a fifth :) i decided that uploading my diana mini shots wasn't a priority, and my etsy banner and logo are pretty much ready to go - they just need a bit of tweaking, and they can also wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and if my shop doesn't open on saturday... you know what? big hairy deal. it will open when i'm ready... and not before, just because i expected to. so there, me! erm... yes... i just talked to myself in my blog. oh dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;anyway! it was a gorgeous day in my neighbourhood, so i went out armed with resumes and a little bit of swagger... and while i may not have nailed down that little part-time gig just yet, i did talk to some amazing people, and managed to take some photos i'm really proud of! incredibly, many of the shots are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooc&lt;/span&gt; (shot out of camera - no postprocessing at all)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;here are my favourites from today - i'll call this little collection:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;this one time in Islington Village...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cnOD42WI/AAAAAAAABB4/MMrSAPDjEGE/s1600-h/montgomery+inn+2+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cnOD42WI/AAAAAAAABB4/MMrSAPDjEGE/s400/montgomery+inn+2+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444250090908211554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cnuN1STI/AAAAAAAABCI/9ru2JqUZPss/s1600-h/sooc+door+2+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cnuN1STI/AAAAAAAABCI/9ru2JqUZPss/s400/sooc+door+2+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444250099539855666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cn7q_QYI/AAAAAAAABCQ/4CQbYxhoOZ0/s1600-h/sooc+lantern+ds.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/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cn7q_QYI/AAAAAAAABCQ/4CQbYxhoOZ0/s400/sooc+lantern+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444250103151804802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cnQLGQ8I/AAAAAAAABCA/KF-VELBV6_g/s1600-h/montgomery+wood+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cnQLGQ8I/AAAAAAAABCA/KF-VELBV6_g/s400/montgomery+wood+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444250091475321794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cnzdbzZI/AAAAAAAABCY/IDPrCt1dAH0/s1600-h/stone+shadow+ds.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/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cnzdbzZI/AAAAAAAABCY/IDPrCt1dAH0/s400/stone+shadow+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444250100947471762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;group one: these shots are of the exterior of the Montgomery Inn Museum - an historic site here in Etobicoke (that's right... i don't actually live in Toronto, i live in Etobicoke... and i'm okay with that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43eIOclM9I/AAAAAAAABCg/-iDrNbNFJBE/s1600-h/stairs+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43eIOclM9I/AAAAAAAABCg/-iDrNbNFJBE/s400/stairs+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444251757459092434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43eIe0c9vI/AAAAAAAABCo/HGiOh5dJP2M/s1600-h/sooc+chair+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43eIe0c9vI/AAAAAAAABCo/HGiOh5dJP2M/s400/sooc+chair+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444251761854183154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43eIk1qTlI/AAAAAAAABCw/3vnBWmzxqbI/s1600-h/let+it+in+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43eIk1qTlI/AAAAAAAABCw/3vnBWmzxqbI/s400/let+it+in+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444251763469864530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;group two: inside the Montgomery Inn. i don't think they were officially open yet, and i'm pretty sure i was wandering around in non-open-to-the-public spaces rather than the actual museum. but there were bits of history here and there and no one seemed to protest me walking around taking shots of chairs and windows. unfortunately, they aren't hiring at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43fuhwepJI/AAAAAAAABC4/n2XMGAnjlvs/s1600-h/sooccone+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43fuhwepJI/AAAAAAAABC4/n2XMGAnjlvs/s400/sooccone+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444253514989479058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43fu2iARbI/AAAAAAAABDA/SwlEKq8mMY0/s1600-h/sooc+cone+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43fu2iARbI/AAAAAAAABDA/SwlEKq8mMY0/s400/sooc+cone+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444253520565913010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43fvEgjBII/AAAAAAAABDI/mpQ2AcZ2rLE/s1600-h/just+cropped+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43fvEgjBII/AAAAAAAABDI/mpQ2AcZ2rLE/s400/just+cropped+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444253524317897858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43fvQyRnEI/AAAAAAAABDQ/a_2BeC1Nh30/s1600-h/sooc+again+ds.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/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43fvQyRnEI/AAAAAAAABDQ/a_2BeC1Nh30/s400/sooc+again+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444253527613480002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;group three: there was this amazing cone tree near the Montgomery Museum. i have never seen a tree like this before... no needles, just itty-bitty cones! does anyone know what kind of tree this is? anyway, i'm really proud of these shots - they are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooc&lt;/span&gt;, which means that my macro skills are getting better! here are a couple more - skyward shots:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43g_8vuLKI/AAAAAAAABDo/ZJjjuxtEjg8/s1600-h/cone+tree+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43g_8vuLKI/AAAAAAAABDo/ZJjjuxtEjg8/s400/cone+tree+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444254913803463842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43g_kPFT4I/AAAAAAAABDg/v2DjfiJT2LA/s1600-h/flare+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43g_kPFT4I/AAAAAAAABDg/v2DjfiJT2LA/s400/flare+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444254907224117122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i took about a million of this tree. i am dying to know what it will look like in the spring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43hrz4pTHI/AAAAAAAABDw/2utKJ_ziL6M/s1600-h/sooc+blackberries+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43hrz4pTHI/AAAAAAAABDw/2utKJ_ziL6M/s400/sooc+blackberries+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444255667339218034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43hsNHdK-I/AAAAAAAABD4/8jrS_zZQ3UM/s1600-h/coffee+and+cash+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43hsNHdK-I/AAAAAAAABD4/8jrS_zZQ3UM/s400/coffee+and+cash+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444255674112224226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43hsQbrr0I/AAAAAAAABEA/pcJpdZPAmO4/s1600-h/rings+cool+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43hsQbrr0I/AAAAAAAABEA/pcJpdZPAmO4/s400/rings+cool+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444255675002367810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;group four: home. well, actually the photo of the blackberries was taken on my way home - they looked so juicy and wonderful and i couldn't resist taking a pint home with me! i have big plans for them: banana blackberry smoothie... i found the recipe in this month's Health magazine :) my feet were throbbing with blisters when i got home, so i rewarded myself for the day's efforts with a nice cup of coffee and a couple chapters of Johnny Cash's memoir &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cash&lt;/span&gt;. finally... those are my rings. they usually come off in the evening around the same time as my socks, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;wowsers... and that's not even all of it! i met an incredible guy who runs an art studio and gallery for mentally challenged adults. i was absolutely blown away... i will upload those shots soon! i am thinking of volunteering with them - but i'm a little worried i might be an emotional mess all the time. when he was telling me how they were selling their work (you should see some of the photography, omg!) he was beaming with pride and my eyes got misty. they're welling up now just thinking about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;okay folks... if you've managed to stay this long, i salute you. this has been a long one and i will let you get back to your own pursuits. good night lovelies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-3694325157566018384?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/3694325157566018384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=3694325157566018384&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3694325157566018384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/3694325157566018384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-in-pictures.html' title='a day in pictures.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17063498768063299029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GttNC7B_hDE/TdVOPUhZ3cI/AAAAAAAACTo/zBurDBtDGUU/s220/me%2Blast%2Bsummer-pola06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S43cnOD42WI/AAAAAAAABB4/MMrSAPDjEGE/s72-c/montgomery+inn+2+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741662342775327583.post-8060479172618835222</id><published>2010-03-01T12:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:00:13.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>motivation monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;as in, i have none. it's definitely "mood disorder" related, but i can't really afford to take a mental health day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;it was a productive weekend... started an acrylic series on "coffee culture" that i'm rather pleased with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S4wAF6MRplI/AAAAAAAABBg/ELFVTDhMBjY/s1600-h/mosaic910095ad0af0c02f3e65ae32fc32d68fc06cb2c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S4wAF6MRplI/AAAAAAAABBg/ELFVTDhMBjY/s400/mosaic910095ad0af0c02f3e65ae32fc32d68fc06cb2c7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443726151104177746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;and made a bit of a dent in the chouette minuette series...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S4wAFrb26_I/AAAAAAAABBY/3P2P_oyN7KU/s1600-h/mosaiccbafb02efd341f9ff5840303ec31c2a351435ec5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R461tQ7N2EQ/S4wAFrb26_I/AAAAAAAABBY/3P2P_oyN7KU/s400/mosaiccbafb02efd341f9ff5840303ec31c2a351435ec5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443726147143003122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;goals for today include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*finish logo and etsy banner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*work on coffee culture series (at least 2 more pieces)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*work on chouette minuette series (another 2 pieces for sure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*scan diana mini prints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*eat something with nutritional value&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*play with the cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;these are not big things... but i can't seem to find my power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;big goal this week: activate my etsy account to seller and list some items.... and there it is, crippling fear. why am i so afraid to take this leap?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;i have two requests of thee, lovely readers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. someone please tell me i can do this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. someone please tell me what makes you get your butt in gear when you're having one of those days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741662342775327583-8060479172618835222?l=chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/feeds/8060479172618835222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741662342775327583&amp;postID=8060479172618835222&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8060479172618835222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741662342775327583/posts/default/8060479172618835222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chappedlipsandall.blogspot.com/2010/03/motivation-monday.html' title='motivation monday.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/1706349876
