<?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-7305621146384605602</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:38:05.889-08:00</updated><category term='I'/><title type='text'>7 Minutes in Heaven</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-6324634334559505340</id><published>2009-12-09T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:21:21.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming out on top.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SyAGZ8SbwzI/AAAAAAAAAgo/eS4Sh_m5GSM/s1600-h/still+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SyAGZ8SbwzI/AAAAAAAAAgo/eS4Sh_m5GSM/s400/still+house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413333794849276722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in New York opens up countless possibilities and endless collaborations, much like the one going on this Saturday at Rental gallery in Chinatown.  December 12th marks the opening of the Still House exhibit featuring the works of young emerging artists in the new art scene. Featuring all types of mediums from sculpture, mix media, illustration, film, etc, the diverse group compliments each others work with the raw nature of their talents. Possessing each a unique aesthetic and representation, this group is sure to be something to look out for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening ceremony starts this month on the 12th at 7pm at 120 East Broadway (Rental gallery) and will stay up till January 30th, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the Still House website at &lt;a href="http://www.enterstillhouse.com"&gt;EnterStillHouse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-6324634334559505340?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6324634334559505340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=6324634334559505340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6324634334559505340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6324634334559505340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/12/coming-out-on-top.html' title='Coming out on top.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SyAGZ8SbwzI/AAAAAAAAAgo/eS4Sh_m5GSM/s72-c/still+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2775644533380459074</id><published>2009-09-22T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:50:38.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><title type='text'>I'm in Love with Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Srk4idHTVNI/AAAAAAAAAgY/w3M8piCWyZw/s1600-h/pamela-love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Srk4idHTVNI/AAAAAAAAAgY/w3M8piCWyZw/s400/pamela-love1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384396994080101586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Srk4h1R9hhI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/DhiOIazbW3U/s1600-h/pamela-love-jewelry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Srk4h1R9hhI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/DhiOIazbW3U/s400/pamela-love-jewelry1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384396983387391506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Srk4hrlzBdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/87IYrfKWWz8/s1600-h/pamela-love-09-14-web-1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Srk4hrlzBdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/87IYrfKWWz8/s400/pamela-love-09-14-web-1a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384396980786234834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Boy, do I have the biggest Girl crush ever! I went to Pamela Love's exhibition during fashion week to unveil her newest jewelry collection and it was just to die for, much like she is.  The collection, which features mammoth tusks in some of the limited edition pieces, is very raw and natural, lots of metals and leathers and ivory (?).  Pamela Love herself is absolutely stunning, with the most gorgeous crazy curly hair and smokey eyes.  I died for both her and her collection.  What was really cool about her presentation was that she created these little tents with old leather chairs, candle wax, dream catchers which created an almost eerie ambiance.  My love, Ethan, and his band Lost Boys played a short acoustic set over the fashion-chatter and the Patron drunk visitors. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo: Garance Dore, Refinery29&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/7305621146384605602-2775644533380459074?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2775644533380459074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2775644533380459074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2775644533380459074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2775644533380459074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-in-love-with-love.html' title='I&apos;m in Love with Love.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Srk4idHTVNI/AAAAAAAAAgY/w3M8piCWyZw/s72-c/pamela-love1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3290883818095021399</id><published>2009-09-22T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:40:22.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats all the commotion?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Srk2MDNksZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/b7DyCkjtEqw/s1600-h/46135_fr_dl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Srk2MDNksZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/b7DyCkjtEqw/s400/46135_fr_dl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384394410146705810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My postings have been weak lately, and like every bad decision I've made in the past few weeks, I blame it on fashion week.  But now that its over I guess its time to get back with the program.  I'm absolutely dying over this jacket that I am waiting to arrive in the mail for me.  I've always wanted a leather bomber, and the rabbit fur just makes it even more special.  Not to mention, it will go perfectly with just about everything I've ever owned. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.net-a-porter.com/product/46135"&gt;3.1 Phillip Lim Flight jacket, $995&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3290883818095021399?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3290883818095021399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3290883818095021399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3290883818095021399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3290883818095021399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-all-commotion.html' title='Whats all the commotion?'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Srk2MDNksZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/b7DyCkjtEqw/s72-c/46135_fr_dl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-4759183458364189805</id><published>2009-08-28T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:42:42.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I. Die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SphPSUggWyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/0_6SLxJch4U/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SphPSUggWyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/0_6SLxJch4U/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375133331427973922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have loved these &lt;a href="http://www.lagarconne.com/store/item.htm?itemid=5269&amp;amp;sid=7&amp;amp;pid="&gt;Surface to Air shoes for&lt;/a&gt; like, EVER. They're only $425 and my thought is that I would totally get a lot of use out of them.  I recently purchased a pair of Chanel wedges on ebay that are too big for me, and I'm starting to get bored with my current selection of shoes. Maybe these should be part of my fall look for 2009. Thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-4759183458364189805?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4759183458364189805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=4759183458364189805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4759183458364189805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4759183458364189805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-die.html' title='I. Die.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SphPSUggWyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/0_6SLxJch4U/s72-c/Picture+7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-7100074741750674363</id><published>2009-08-18T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T13:52:18.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chairlift up for MTV Video award!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:355646" width="512" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configParams=vid%3D355646%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A355646%26startUri={startUri}" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:500px;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/artist/chairlift/artist.jhtml" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Chairlift&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;New Music&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/video/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;More Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:500px;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:500px;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; width: 500px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt; Chairlift has had a fucking good year for a new band.  When I met them back in September, they had just gotten word on the use of their song, Bruises, for an iPod commercial which has launched a myriad of success for them and general fame.  And now, their AWESOME video for Evident Utensil off of their baby album, Does You Inspire You, directed by Ray Tintori is up for an MTV Video Award for Best Breakthrough video.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; width: 500px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; width: 500px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/ontv/vma/2009/breakthrough-video/"&gt;Watch the video, posted above, and go vote for them&lt;/a&gt;! Good luck guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-7100074741750674363?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7100074741750674363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=7100074741750674363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7100074741750674363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7100074741750674363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/08/chairlift-up-for-mtv-video-award.html' title='Chairlift up for MTV Video award!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-4671785308462346800</id><published>2009-08-18T13:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T13:45:25.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blonde on Blonde.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SosS2knJKUI/AAAAAAAAAfw/mybGIFtloTw/s1600-h/5849_120039215702_120038475702_2831938_4679603_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SosS2knJKUI/AAAAAAAAAfw/mybGIFtloTw/s400/5849_120039215702_120038475702_2831938_4679603_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371407709319539010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Are you having a bad day? Do you need cheering up? Do you like music? and clever puns? Ethan Silverman of Silverhawk Management and Chris Taylor of beloved indie band Grizzly Bear, have put their heads (and hair) together and formed &lt;a href="http://terriblerecordsus.com/"&gt;Terrible Records&lt;/a&gt;.  Besides being two of the hottest blonde babes I know, they're mutual love for creating and discovering music has lead to forming the label which will put out 7inch vinyl featuring one song by one artist on one side, and another song by another artist on the other. Woah. Like their unreleased Arthur Russell song and Taylor's solo project, CANT, for their first release, you can imagine the other gems that will come out of this partnership.  &lt;a href="http://terriblerecordsus.com/blog/"&gt;Check out their blog&lt;/a&gt; for Ethan's clever musings about whatever he finds relevant to the music scene, announcements about the label or just general hilarity. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-4671785308462346800?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4671785308462346800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=4671785308462346800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4671785308462346800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4671785308462346800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/08/blonde-on-blonde.html' title='Blonde on Blonde.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SosS2knJKUI/AAAAAAAAAfw/mybGIFtloTw/s72-c/5849_120039215702_120038475702_2831938_4679603_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-6983579027454254025</id><published>2009-08-04T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:46:31.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Angel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SnieFQU70GI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KTK5z5pLWo8/s1600-h/picture-3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366212769131253858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SnieFQU70GI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KTK5z5pLWo8/s400/picture-3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was window-shopping on the internet and I came across my friend Jess (and Josh's) blog which I used to read all the time because it was funny and clever and they're both very angry young people. But she had this to say about &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/-oliviabee-/"&gt;Olivia Bee's flickr page &lt;/a&gt;and I'm totally fighting back tears in my office; "They remind me of being young and in love. I’m still young and I’m still in love (do we ever really fall out of it?) but one doesn’t hurt at all and one always, always does." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I'm wondering why there is a constant reoccuring theme in my life based on young love and all the purity that surrounds this concept. Maybe I'm not the only one who feels this way. Anyway, the pictures are beautiful and dreamy, check them out.&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/7305621146384605602-6983579027454254025?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6983579027454254025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=6983579027454254025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6983579027454254025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6983579027454254025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/08/earth-angel.html' title='Earth Angel.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SnieFQU70GI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KTK5z5pLWo8/s72-c/picture-3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-7794070524533755771</id><published>2009-08-04T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:14:13.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a survivor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SniWZeB6REI/AAAAAAAAAfI/PfqY8Pn018Y/s1600-h/survival+kit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366204320313918530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SniWZeB6REI/AAAAAAAAAfI/PfqY8Pn018Y/s400/survival+kit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since I was a little kid, I've had an obsession with survival kits. I used to make them out of empty shoe boxes and first aid kits and put everything from socks to mini shampoo bottles in them. The obsession didn't get any better when I read Steven Kings novel The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon. A stray from his usual horror stories, this novel is about a girl who gets lost in the woods and listens to baseball to keep herself motivated to live and be found. Anyway, needless to say, I've been looking for the perfect little first aid kit, and I think I found the best: &lt;a href="http://www.rei.com/webservices/rei/DisplayStyle/783989?source=19113&amp;amp;cm_mmc=aff_cj-_-datafeed-_-product-_-na&amp;amp;siteId=cjIsd2x-it3792&amp;amp;mr%3AreferralID=NA&amp;amp;mr%3AtrackingCode=9ACFABBC-903D-DE11-B4E3-0019B9C043EB&amp;amp;URL=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rei.com%2FOM%2Fstyle%2F783989%3Fcm_mmc%3Daff_cj-_-datafeed-_-product-_-na&amp;amp;PID=1562496&amp;amp;AID=10456937&amp;amp;cm_mmc=CJ-_-Aff-_-1562496-_-10456937"&gt;Lifeline Ultralight Survival kit&lt;/a&gt; is $15 and has everything you need to make it in the great outdoors. Taking up about as much room as a buncha postcards, the kit includes waterproof matches, an 80" x 50" emergency blanket, 50 ft. of fishing line with four hooks and sinker weights, a surgical blade, five wound closure strips, a map compass, emergency whistle, three feet of duct tape, and more, all in an included waterproof carrying case. I would add water purifying pills and a nail file, and then you can be on your way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-7794070524533755771?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7794070524533755771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=7794070524533755771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7794070524533755771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7794070524533755771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-survivor.html' title='Im a survivor.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SniWZeB6REI/AAAAAAAAAfI/PfqY8Pn018Y/s72-c/survival+kit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8792612356797985023</id><published>2009-08-04T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T12:08:29.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like a good home cooked meal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SniHEBkp9qI/AAAAAAAAAfA/viWY6DceHcE/s1600-h/meatbawls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366187459223352994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SniHEBkp9qI/AAAAAAAAAfA/viWY6DceHcE/s400/meatbawls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I don't have a family, nor do I have trouble feeding myself on work nights, I love the concept and execution behind &lt;a href="http://www.susiessupperclub.com/"&gt;Susie's Supper Club&lt;/a&gt;. Susie, who started out as a private chef for a family with 3 kids, has learned how to make natural delicious meals with various proteins that healthy and well portioned! And they deliver it to your door. In general, if it can be delivered, I love it. All you have to do it call up a day in advance, put in your order either by phone or online and they delivery it for dinner the next day. Did I mention they also have picnic meals prepared? SWOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-8792612356797985023?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8792612356797985023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8792612356797985023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8792612356797985023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8792612356797985023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-like-good-home-cooked-meal.html' title='Nothing like a good home cooked meal.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SniHEBkp9qI/AAAAAAAAAfA/viWY6DceHcE/s72-c/meatbawls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8473025916919162861</id><published>2009-07-22T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:07:30.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet little 16</title><content type='html'>Its that time of year again! The WONDERFUL time of year in which I celebrate my birth with my loved ones. My birthday.  Since I'll be turning 22, and I will no longer have to be the youngest of my friends with the exception of Emily and Natalie Galpern, I compiled a list of important gifts for 22 year old women.. Should to decide to purchase one of these, I will weep with joy and probably go home with you. Happy shoppings.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured I need not bother listing the price, you know it'll be expensive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barneys.com/Lapis%20+%20Agate%20Ring/198455676,default,pd.html"&gt;Manu - Lapis and Agate Ring from&lt;/a&gt; Barneys.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmciA0096MI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/MUQ_89P7l_g/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmciA0096MI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/MUQ_89P7l_g/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361291278984014018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopbop.com/elastic-wedge-booties-chloe-sevigny/vp/v=1/845524441847989.htm?folderID=2534374302024643&amp;amp;fm=other-viewall-shopbysize"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.mickmargo.com/p-450-minquiers-shirt.aspx"&gt;Saint James Minquiers Shir&lt;/a&gt;t from MickMargo.com, size small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmclK4H_v_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/iWKw8uvyJzg/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 366px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmclK4H_v_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/iWKw8uvyJzg/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361294750202707954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopbop.com/elastic-wedge-booties-chloe-sevigny/vp/v=1/845524441847989.htm?folderID=2534374302024643&amp;amp;fm=other-viewall-shopbysize" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Chloe Sevigny boots for Opening Ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from Shopbop.com, size 36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmckOj2ymMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/smRXbKhBRuc/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmckOj2ymMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/smRXbKhBRuc/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361293713969682626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lagarconne.com/store/item.htm?itemid=4864&amp;amp;sid=124&amp;amp;pid=124"&gt;Alexander Wang Shirt Dres&lt;/a&gt;s from LaGarconne.com (size 0 or 2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmcmvsBLYjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ou4j86urgKU/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmcmvsBLYjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ou4j86urgKU/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361296482119672370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://02b80a0.netsolstores.com/apcankleheelbooties-1-2-1-2-1-1-1-1-2-1-3-1-2-1-2-1-2-1-1-3-1-3-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1.aspx"&gt;Acne Joan Gold Shirt&lt;/a&gt; from Creaturesofcomfort.us, size 38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmcnfNGv6wI/AAAAAAAAAew/Clw-2DLjYCY/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmcnfNGv6wI/AAAAAAAAAew/Clw-2DLjYCY/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361297298455259906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lagarconne.com/store/item.htm?itemid=4915&amp;amp;sid=751&amp;amp;pid=648"&gt;Proenza Schouler Optic Sunglasses&lt;/a&gt; designed by my friend Alejandro Cardenas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmcpX6OHx9I/AAAAAAAAAe4/6PiNu1NRNZg/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmcpX6OHx9I/AAAAAAAAAe4/6PiNu1NRNZg/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361299372150081490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kay, I tried to include things that were under $300 it was difficult.  Its hard having such expensive tastes. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-8473025916919162861?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8473025916919162861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8473025916919162861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8473025916919162861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8473025916919162861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-little-16.html' title='Sweet little 16'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SmciA0096MI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/MUQ_89P7l_g/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-7585025417507872732</id><published>2009-07-16T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:18:59.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sl9g_SGBHvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/F-k-bWuWC64/s1600-h/pop_8202_1-Hand-Braclet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359108721899282162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sl9g_SGBHvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/F-k-bWuWC64/s400/pop_8202_1-Hand-Braclet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its almost as if God looked down upon the dirty streets of New York, looked into my hazy, stoned eyes and said, "Its your party, you can cry if you want to", and dangled this little gem in front of my face, laughing at its ridiculous price tag and the moths in my wallet. Hey, its my birthday, and I can dream if I want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather haunting and gothic, Delfina Delettrez's &lt;a href="http://www.openingceremony.us/products.asp?menuid=5&amp;amp;productid=8202&amp;amp;cn=menu5"&gt;"Hand Bracelet"&lt;/a&gt; is the ultimate piece of unconventional hand-candy. Made of silver, gold and (my birthstone) ruby, each skeletal finger has a ring to put your own fingers through. And the joints are hinged to actually imitate your own fingers. Its like wearing your bones on the outside, if your bones were silver and gold and worth $8,310.00. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys, if its not too much to ask, this is what I want for my birthday. Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-7585025417507872732?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7585025417507872732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=7585025417507872732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7585025417507872732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7585025417507872732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/07/mirror-mirror-on-wall-whos-fairest-of.html' title='Mirror mirror on the wall, who&apos;s the fairest of them all?'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sl9g_SGBHvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/F-k-bWuWC64/s72-c/pop_8202_1-Hand-Braclet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3551198150848016115</id><published>2009-07-06T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:28:21.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolivian Marching Powder.</title><content type='html'>If you know me, you are well aware of my love for all things fuzzy. Anything that is fuzzy, even if its so-ugly-its-cute fuzzy, I want to put it in my pocket and carry it around. But this creature that popped up on YouTube.com recently is the end of my search for finding the cutest, most fuzzy thing on earth. So feast your eyes on the puppydog caterpillar. I can hardly see the computer screen through my tears of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OeNggIGSKH8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OeNggIGSKH8&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3551198150848016115?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3551198150848016115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3551198150848016115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3551198150848016115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3551198150848016115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/07/bolivian-marching-powder.html' title='Bolivian Marching Powder.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-699780737429890779</id><published>2009-07-02T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:55:51.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seance on a wet afternoon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sk0QiWdqecI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0RmX7m6EsDI/s1600-h/gview.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353953714344982978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sk0QiWdqecI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0RmX7m6EsDI/s400/gview.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVA's relocation to the 2400 square foot atelier/design studio on theBowery marks the re-birth of one of the most innovative retail locations in New York. Home to designers you'll have trouble finding elsewhere, EVA blurs the lines between fashion and art with owner and friend Stephanie Pappas' choice in clothing and the revolving installations of mixed media artists. From former location on Mulberry street to new home on the Bowery where it has become a welcome exstenion of the growing neighborhoood, EVA carries the likes of Threeasfour (NY),Stine Goya (Copenhagen), Rodebjer (Sweden), and Pamela Love (NY). In addition to the opening, Pappas is collaborating with jewelry designer Victoria Simes on her line, Saltalamacchia, and welcoming Kelly Andrews to the team to further establish EVA's minimalist vision.&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/7305621146384605602-699780737429890779?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/699780737429890779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=699780737429890779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/699780737429890779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/699780737429890779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/07/seance-on-wet-afternoon.html' title='Seance on a wet afternoon.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sk0QiWdqecI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0RmX7m6EsDI/s72-c/gview.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8651478727438520109</id><published>2009-07-02T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:35:42.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep your ear to the ground.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3RcTNGRILtM/Sk0L3z0gXhI/AAAAAAAAABs/msS9xk1xaXA/s1600-h/rfsef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353948585444531730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3RcTNGRILtM/Sk0L3z0gXhI/AAAAAAAAABs/msS9xk1xaXA/s400/rfsef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a pseudonym like Class Actress, you can bet that Elizabeth Harper puts on a damn good show. Her classic beauty and unique style fit in perfectly with her pop-vocals and synthy-electro beats. Check out her &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/elizabethharper"&gt;Myspace page here &lt;/a&gt;and be on the lookout for this pop-princess in the making. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-8651478727438520109?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8651478727438520109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8651478727438520109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8651478727438520109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8651478727438520109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/07/keep-your-ear-to-ground.html' title='Keep your ear to the ground.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3RcTNGRILtM/Sk0L3z0gXhI/AAAAAAAAABs/msS9xk1xaXA/s72-c/rfsef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2901153610244243343</id><published>2009-06-29T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:47:53.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art and War.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SkkoULG7MII/AAAAAAAAAdo/kapgJsVev-g/s1600-h/friend"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352853959150874754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SkkoULG7MII/AAAAAAAAAdo/kapgJsVev-g/s400/friend" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist, friend and fellow cat-lover Alejandro Cardenas is certainly a man to be followed. As a graduate of the prestigious art school, Cooper Union, Cardenas is a renaissance man in every sense of the term. Aside from being the art director and print-designer at the beloved Proenza Schouler, he has just returned from his maiden voyage to art Basel in Switzerland where his art debuted for the first time. &lt;a href="http://http//themoment.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/06/08/the-insider-alejandro-cardenas/?hpw"&gt;Check out the interview that he did &lt;/a&gt;for the insider where he shares his thoughts on music, clothing and favorite local eateries. And his love for his two kittehs, Who and If... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-2901153610244243343?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2901153610244243343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2901153610244243343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2901153610244243343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2901153610244243343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/06/art-and-war.html' title='Art and War.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SkkoULG7MII/AAAAAAAAAdo/kapgJsVev-g/s72-c/friend' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-6535006878637886344</id><published>2009-06-14T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:52:59.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our founding fathers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SjVxFPTSLvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/pk1NhefKEts/s1600-h/pg_1048654223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SjVxFPTSLvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/pk1NhefKEts/s400/pg_1048654223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347304467393031922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fathers day is coming up! And to me that means that Hallmark gets away with yet another bullshit holiday. But unlike Mothers day, where you know you must honor your mother or face nasty phone calls about not sending her flowers, Fathers day you can get away with the bare minimum. Like a macaroni and finger paint picture.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're a little bit more creative and Dad's into music, mix CDs are the best home-made gifts around. They're thoughtful, can be made into anthologies with multiple discs and I bet there are at least 5 indie artists you can imagine your dad rocking out to in his suit on the way to the office. (MGMT? Grizzly Bear? Yeasayer?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you're down on options, and dad doesn't like music, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.groominglounge.com"&gt;GroomingLounge.com&lt;/a&gt; has answered your prayers with the "My Dad's a Disaster" Fathers days kit. It comes with nose hair trimmers, talcum powder and fingernail clippers to beautify even the most schlubbish daddy's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or if you want to kick it up a notch, a "Daddy's Girl" tattoo on your ass never fails.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-6535006878637886344?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6535006878637886344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=6535006878637886344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6535006878637886344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6535006878637886344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-founding-fathers.html' title='Our founding fathers.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SjVxFPTSLvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/pk1NhefKEts/s72-c/pg_1048654223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2205567807868958486</id><published>2009-06-14T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:35:12.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for the magic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SjVtC1uVT5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/xWzXp8lLVmo/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SjVtC1uVT5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/xWzXp8lLVmo/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347300028120911762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stumbling upon hidden little gems is the best form of discovery in Manhattan. Wether it be a vintage store or a hidden little cafe, there is an endless supply of untapped findings. For example, I was strolling along in Nolita the other day and I came across a storefront that looked nearly empty; clean white walls and floors with nothing but a blue velvet couch and shoes lining the walls.  Thinking that I had found yet another pop-up shop, I walked in, only to find that it was a shoe store for the label &lt;a href="http://kathrynamberleigh.com/"&gt;Kathryn Amberleigh.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would normally expect a small store to have more in the way of decor but the shoes spoke for themselves.  Sophisticated but stylish, Kathryn Amberleigh has incorporated good design and materials with a fairly inexpensive price tag. The sandals were priced around $145 and the heels around $215, making them just what you want to pay for a seasonal shoe.  I especially loved the wedges which were made of stacked leather and are the most comfortable 5'' I've worn in a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be sure to check out the website and the new store at 219 Mott Street, between Prince and Spring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-2205567807868958486?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2205567807868958486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2205567807868958486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2205567807868958486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2205567807868958486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/06/looking-for-magic.html' title='Looking for the magic.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SjVtC1uVT5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/xWzXp8lLVmo/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-4274533928837783895</id><published>2009-06-14T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T13:48:18.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They tried to make me go to rehab...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SjViBQG0UPI/AAAAAAAAAdE/KeXUVoPSHfQ/s1600-h/picture-418.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SjViBQG0UPI/AAAAAAAAAdE/KeXUVoPSHfQ/s400/picture-418.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347287906215284978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I am the first to admit that my biggest guilty pleasure on the iPod is Amy Winehouse. I can go days where I listen to her songs on repeat until I start tricking myself into thinking that smoking can do wonders for your vocal chords.  Alas, I know this is not true, and its tragic to see a waste of such immense talent due to prolonged drug use. But at least some people are banking on it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, collabs are the new black, so its no surprise that british clothing line, PPQ, is working on something with the wino we all know and love. And since she's dropped off the face of the performing earth, I guess she'll have plenty of time on her hands to get it off the ground.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, please enjoy these gag-gifts that other have designed in honor of Ms. Winehouse. I especially love the jewel encrusted tampon and the heroin+cocaine salt+pepper shakers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-4274533928837783895?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4274533928837783895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=4274533928837783895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4274533928837783895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4274533928837783895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/06/they-tried-to-make-me-go-to-rehab.html' title='They tried to make me go to rehab...'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SjViBQG0UPI/AAAAAAAAAdE/KeXUVoPSHfQ/s72-c/picture-418.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-688488295884565878</id><published>2009-06-05T15:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:03:46.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WINSTON!</title><content type='html'>THE ULTIMATE FUZZY&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7A_0mfqkQs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7A_0mfqkQs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-688488295884565878?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/688488295884565878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=688488295884565878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/688488295884565878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/688488295884565878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/06/winston.html' title='WINSTON!'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-23043118861752628</id><published>2009-06-05T13:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:54:33.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chairlift Bruises Video!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.radaronline.com/exclusives/2009/06/world-wide-exclusive-chairlift-“ipod-song”"&gt;Check out my babes in action! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-23043118861752628?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/23043118861752628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=23043118861752628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/23043118861752628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/23043118861752628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/06/chairlift-bruises-video.html' title='Chairlift Bruises Video!'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3278244304065050399</id><published>2009-06-05T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:48:09.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the thrill of the chase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SimEhftj4cI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4O0vKdk8Lag/s1600-h/IMG_8014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SimEhftj4cI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4O0vKdk8Lag/s400/IMG_8014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343948143834948034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyone loves a good chase. Car chases, chasing after boys, chasing after girls, chasing after boys chasing after other girls. But Rachel Nasvik took it to the next level with her Alice Bond's bag project where she's placing 96 bags all over Manhattan for lucky babes (or dudes) to find them, stuffed with your morning after kits and some other goodies. The catch? DUH. YOU HAVE TO FIND THEM. So far they've been sighted at Schillers, Cabin and Black+White.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy huntings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3278244304065050399?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3278244304065050399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3278244304065050399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3278244304065050399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3278244304065050399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-thrill-of-chase.html' title='For the thrill of the chase.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SimEhftj4cI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4O0vKdk8Lag/s72-c/IMG_8014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-1472572363490977934</id><published>2009-05-26T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:53:45.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets put out heads together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShxWy8b6oOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/oSFuEBnZyrk/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShxWy8b6oOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/oSFuEBnZyrk/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340238691371229410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShxWylu1JhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/n0pKhCxKhrM/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShxWylu1JhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/n0pKhCxKhrM/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340238685276546578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Collaboration is the new black. Pop-up shops are the new black. Everyone is getting wildly creative with ways to sell, sell, sell in an economy that is struggling to keep heads above water. The Cheap Monday's pop-up shop on Lafayette is apparently a huge success, and the buzz about Gaps collab with Alex Wang (my fav) and Vena Cava (my other fav) is not dying down and its still weeks away from stores. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't decide how I feel about the almost all-khaki designs since I'm not much of a khaki person anyway. But even still, I can't help but fall victim to kind-of wanting the cute motorcycle-esque jacket (a la Wang) and the egyptian/geometric print dress (a la VC).  So the question is, how do I get my hands on them without the line and the fuss? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-1472572363490977934?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1472572363490977934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=1472572363490977934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1472572363490977934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1472572363490977934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-put-out-heads-together.html' title='Lets put out heads together.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShxWy8b6oOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/oSFuEBnZyrk/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-9154931075191674410</id><published>2009-05-19T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:05:02.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse my french</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShMe9YJybHI/AAAAAAAAAck/QBiUz_6KyAQ/s1600-h/ZXWEjgG0Pnk7vo3w6edhn1vuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShMe9YJybHI/AAAAAAAAAck/QBiUz_6KyAQ/s400/ZXWEjgG0Pnk7vo3w6edhn1vuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337644023168527474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My french is terrible, lets face it. I try, I really do. I even just invested in Rosetta stone (and by that, I mean I burnt a copy of a friends). But my favorite french is the dirty slang that you can't learn in a classroom. &lt;a href="http://www.languagerealm.com/french/frenchslang.php"&gt;Visit this website&lt;/a&gt; to learn how to say funny sexy french stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And if you want even more french, check out &lt;a href="http://www.purple-diary.com/"&gt;Purple-Diary&lt;/a&gt; for sexy pictures like the one posted above, except a lot more explicit. Olivier Zahm is a genius in his own rite and I love him and all his work madly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-9154931075191674410?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/9154931075191674410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=9154931075191674410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/9154931075191674410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/9154931075191674410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/05/excuse-my-french.html' title='Excuse my french'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShMe9YJybHI/AAAAAAAAAck/QBiUz_6KyAQ/s72-c/ZXWEjgG0Pnk7vo3w6edhn1vuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-272897735353250696</id><published>2009-05-19T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:54:57.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebay is soul saving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShMcmFsYn2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/bqdob31t-Z4/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShMcmFsYn2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/bqdob31t-Z4/s400/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337641424053116770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I got over the shoes posted below, I went on to ebay to see if I could find some good summer platforms. After a simple search for Floral Shoes, I found these amazing sandals and bought them immediately. Unfortunately, they're a size 4, so they MAY be handed down to my lovely Canadian friend Emma, who's feet are pixie small. But until they come and I cinderella-them, they're looking like my new favorite pair of shoes. &lt;div&gt;Moral of the story? Its a recession, kids. Get yer ass on ebay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-272897735353250696?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/272897735353250696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=272897735353250696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/272897735353250696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/272897735353250696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/05/ebay-is-soul-saving.html' title='Ebay is soul saving'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ShMcmFsYn2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/bqdob31t-Z4/s72-c/Picture+10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-871147549149860160</id><published>2009-05-13T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:33:39.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for somebody exciting like you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My newest song obsession, enjoi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3CkfvYMCWM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3CkfvYMCWM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-871147549149860160?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/871147549149860160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=871147549149860160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/871147549149860160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/871147549149860160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting-for-somebody-exciting-like-you.html' title='Waiting for somebody exciting like you..'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3483671815094665617</id><published>2009-05-13T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:12:46.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer shoes I'd sell my soul for:</title><content type='html'>Just took my last final of the season, and to punish myself for not studying enough, I decided to go to Barney's to check out all the shit I can't afford. That is.. until I get my tax refund check...&lt;div&gt;Drool on..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pierre Hardy, $960&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgtgcXk5cFI/AAAAAAAAAb0/BCcS4lOR2AU/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgtgcXk5cFI/AAAAAAAAAb0/BCcS4lOR2AU/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335464224031862866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balenciaga, $1,295&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgtgyzHlp2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/KAx0NAx-pIM/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgtgyzHlp2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/KAx0NAx-pIM/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335464609382246242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Costume National, $580&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgthFeyawyI/AAAAAAAAAcE/S7UiH0Qa-w4/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgthFeyawyI/AAAAAAAAAcE/S7UiH0Qa-w4/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335464930342257442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottega Veneta, $1,290&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgthYazqW1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/YxQ8YZUCvY8/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgthYazqW1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/YxQ8YZUCvY8/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335465255691246418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert Clergerie, $375&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgthxfbNFDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/2cWzS1_FC_s/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgthxfbNFDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/2cWzS1_FC_s/s400/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335465686427571250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3483671815094665617?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3483671815094665617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3483671815094665617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3483671815094665617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3483671815094665617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-shoes-id-sell-my-soul-for.html' title='Summer shoes I&apos;d sell my soul for:'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SgtgcXk5cFI/AAAAAAAAAb0/BCcS4lOR2AU/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2003925880794471428</id><published>2009-05-04T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:40:16.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safest drug alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-j-DGrWry6k&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-j-DGrWry6k&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess people who make applications have a lot of time on their hands and have done their fair share of street drugs to boot. Of course I found it necessary to post this new app that I found called iSnort.  What a nice alternative to our favorite white lady. Enjoy.&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/7305621146384605602-2003925880794471428?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2003925880794471428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2003925880794471428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2003925880794471428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2003925880794471428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/05/safest-drug-alive.html' title='Safest drug alive.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3277844495771673255</id><published>2009-04-29T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:18:14.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The flora and the fauna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SfjuHNuTkOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/04DsTyI1ocA/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SfjuHNuTkOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/04DsTyI1ocA/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330271966703358178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've known Cacharel for a while as a classic french brand that kind of went under the radar a few years back.  But whoever is heading Cacharel these days is making big moves in the form of floral wonderfulness, bringing back their vintage floral prints. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aloharag.com/highseas/dept.asp?s_id=0&amp;amp;dept_name=CACHAREL&amp;amp;dept_id=5413&amp;amp;WT.svl=deptnav2"&gt;Cacharel teamed up with Aloha Rag&lt;/a&gt; to celebrate their 50th anniversary to bring you a gorgeous small collection of summer staples in the form of floral dresses, shorts, button downs, tanks and accessories.  The print is simple enough to be worn layered but pretty enough to be worn with a plain pair of sandals and off to the beach. I especially cannot stop thinking about how perfect the floral tote would be in my wardrobe. Yum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3277844495771673255?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3277844495771673255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3277844495771673255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3277844495771673255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3277844495771673255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/04/flora-and-fauna.html' title='The flora and the fauna'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SfjuHNuTkOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/04DsTyI1ocA/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-5451495772981254995</id><published>2009-04-17T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T08:59:14.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This shit is bananas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SeinOK_CGhI/AAAAAAAAAbc/kQrcPrIIcOw/s1600-h/Picture+19.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SeinOK_CGhI/AAAAAAAAAbc/kQrcPrIIcOw/s320/Picture+19.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325690421274352146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, I've been staring &lt;a href="http://store.devachansalon.com/Detail.bok?no=25"&gt;at this thing&lt;/a&gt; for hours and I've finally decided, I am enough of a nerd to write a blog about it. Having naturally kind-of frizzy, very wavy long hair has left me many mornings debating whether to run out of the apt with my hair dripping down my back or to attempt to "blow dry" it and end up with a hot mess that doesn't subside till the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defusers are nice, but don't quite do the trick.  I have a feeling that despite the fact that this looks a bit strange, it would do exactly what it claims to do, which is "dry curls gently without over-heating".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it doesn't, you've just spent $185 on a green banana hand.. attached to a blow dryer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-5451495772981254995?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5451495772981254995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=5451495772981254995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5451495772981254995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5451495772981254995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-shit-is-bananas.html' title='This shit is bananas.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SeinOK_CGhI/AAAAAAAAAbc/kQrcPrIIcOw/s72-c/Picture+19.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-9165941909930138890</id><published>2009-04-17T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T08:50:23.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear you get smarter the shorter your skirt gets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SeikLkXK4TI/AAAAAAAAAbM/dtWBxqReftw/s1600-h/Picture+18.png"&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/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SeikLkXK4TI/AAAAAAAAAbM/dtWBxqReftw/s400/Picture+18.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325687078011986226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably like making fun of hipsters. You probably are a hipster. Did you try to pick me up last week, offering to buy me that $1.50 Tecate at Enids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself 10 cool-points to every person you've slept with &lt;a href="http://lookatthisfuckinghipster.tumblr.com/"&gt;on this blog. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-9165941909930138890?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/9165941909930138890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=9165941909930138890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/9165941909930138890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/9165941909930138890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-swear-you-get-smarter-shorter-your.html' title='I swear you get smarter the shorter your skirt gets.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SeikLkXK4TI/AAAAAAAAAbM/dtWBxqReftw/s72-c/Picture+18.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-9028260126560370052</id><published>2009-04-17T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T08:26:28.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All you've got to do is smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Seie3rnppdI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jsTkoqBxBTQ/s1600-h/smile-logo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Seie3rnppdI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jsTkoqBxBTQ/s400/smile-logo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325681238804637138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother going to the website of &lt;a href="http://www.thesmilenyc.com/"&gt;"The Smile"&lt;/a&gt; because it wont clue you in to its charming secrets.  But if you find yourself at 26 Bond street, located below ground level between Bowery and Lafayette, you'll discover you might not want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What looks like the love child of Earnest Sewn and Freeman's restaurant is actually a concept store, or a "general store", with a lunch menu and various products that fit the aesthetic such as Santa Maria Novello and "Wool and the Gang" products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you wont be able to find the menu listed anywhere but you wont be disappointed with the selection featuring specials every day and fresh ingredients from local farmers and manufacturers. Unfortunately, they've yet to be granted a liquor license, but you can expect dinner with wine and beer in the near future. In the mean time, go down to The Smile, hang out, eat, drink and buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-9028260126560370052?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/9028260126560370052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=9028260126560370052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/9028260126560370052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/9028260126560370052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-youve-got-to-do-is-smile.html' title='All you&apos;ve got to do is smile'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Seie3rnppdI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jsTkoqBxBTQ/s72-c/smile-logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8566019664975919395</id><published>2009-04-05T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:32:11.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint the town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SdmTbIfqWGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xaNfZP4W2aA/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SdmTbIfqWGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xaNfZP4W2aA/s320/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321446529060984930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefutureperfect.com/detail.php?id=210"&gt;Crayon rings? &lt;/a&gt;Duh I want these. Im just scared of all the things i'll accidentally color on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-8566019664975919395?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8566019664975919395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8566019664975919395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8566019664975919395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8566019664975919395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/04/paint-town.html' title='Paint the town'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SdmTbIfqWGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xaNfZP4W2aA/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3709785779693606747</id><published>2009-04-01T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:02:42.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fools rush in.</title><content type='html'>During band practice with the Death Core 3 the other day, Natalie brought up this song on YouTube for inspiration. And we all sobbed while Patti Page put our raspy voices to shame. So, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Ek3eCbfqp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Ek3eCbfqp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3709785779693606747?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3709785779693606747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3709785779693606747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3709785779693606747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3709785779693606747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/04/fools-rush-in.html' title='Fools rush in.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-76280953394822660</id><published>2009-03-25T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:40:13.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, you're perfect. Dont please, don't change a thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ScqkqESV4mI/AAAAAAAAAa0/4dB7Wk3pne0/s1600-h/ELLIOTT_P03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ScqkqESV4mI/AAAAAAAAAa0/4dB7Wk3pne0/s320/ELLIOTT_P03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317243352676426338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think we all get this feeling of nostalgia when the weather warms and the suns out in my favorite city.  Girls start showing a little skin, guys start skateboarding on the street and we all start to visit Brooklyn a whole lot more. And although its not really that time of year YET, I'm starting to get antsy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://interviewnewyork.blogspot.com/"&gt;Interview New York&lt;/a&gt; is a social project that knows New Yorkers are the craziest bunch of people around so they've taken it upon themselves to start a project in which they want to interview and publish everyone in the city.  The questions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What are you proud of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What are you scared of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. What gives you hope?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The interviews are to be conducted on video and emailed to cameron@interviewnewyork.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're going to pick people from the videos they get to be photographed and then published in a book that will be launched in the summer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What have you got to lose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-76280953394822660?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/76280953394822660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=76280953394822660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/76280953394822660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/76280953394822660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-york-youre-perfect-dont-please-dont.html' title='New York, you&apos;re perfect. Dont please, don&apos;t change a thing.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ScqkqESV4mI/AAAAAAAAAa0/4dB7Wk3pne0/s72-c/ELLIOTT_P03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-4648054271876424648</id><published>2009-03-17T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:29:54.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One if by land, two if by sea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ScAWGauawEI/AAAAAAAAAas/movZNYhybP0/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ScAWGauawEI/AAAAAAAAAas/movZNYhybP0/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314271859806224450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've always dreamed of going on a whirlwind vacation, packing only the essentials in a Goyard suitcase and jumping on a jet to some fantasy island.  Unfortunately there are plenty of things wrong with this picture: a. Ain't no one wisking me away to Ibiza. b. Goyard? Please.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you're in the market for some seriously stylish luggage and can't fork out the 4 or 5 digit price tags, then check out &lt;a href="http://www.steamlineluggage.com/"&gt;Steamline Luggage&lt;/a&gt;. The company has several different lines featuring unique and classic designs.  The Aviator series is reminiscent of Amelia Earhart where the Explorer series looks like something straight from "Out of Africa".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part? The prices start at $180 and don't go over $500. Which means a stylish carry-on will run you $260, a piece that you'll likely have your whole life.  Check out the website for more styles and options. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-4648054271876424648?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4648054271876424648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=4648054271876424648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4648054271876424648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4648054271876424648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-if-by-land-two-if-by-sea.html' title='One if by land, two if by sea.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ScAWGauawEI/AAAAAAAAAas/movZNYhybP0/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8098951715982286444</id><published>2009-03-13T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:40:33.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With candy like this, who needs bags?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sbq0ja9E_3I/AAAAAAAAAak/zt69QNliLEM/s1600-h/high-fashion-lollipops-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sbq0ja9E_3I/AAAAAAAAAak/zt69QNliLEM/s320/high-fashion-lollipops-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312757231060844402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sbq0agriVtI/AAAAAAAAAac/iWX7gxSMxxI/s1600-h/high-fashion-lollipops-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sbq0agriVtI/AAAAAAAAAac/iWX7gxSMxxI/s200/high-fashion-lollipops-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312757077979059922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where I am still waiting for my "a-ha" moment, I often find something online that makes me wonder, "Why didn't I think of that?". Chanel LollyPops? Come on, Miranda, that was too easy. But no. I didn't think of it. Someone else did. Along with Gucci, Yves Saint Laurent and Louis Vuitton lollypops too. They're so cute, I bet you're thinking, "It was SUCK to finish this". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I had to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-8098951715982286444?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8098951715982286444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8098951715982286444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8098951715982286444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8098951715982286444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/03/with-candy-like-this-who-needs-bags.html' title='With candy like this, who needs bags?'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sbq0ja9E_3I/AAAAAAAAAak/zt69QNliLEM/s72-c/high-fashion-lollipops-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8868859152656288469</id><published>2009-03-13T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:11:40.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SbqvzYguCwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eafZ_-mtiUo/s1600-h/Paddy+diving+at+Wakatobi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SbqvzYguCwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eafZ_-mtiUo/s400/Paddy+diving+at+Wakatobi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312752007724796674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I spend the entire day looking at &lt;a href="http://www.ryanphotographic.com/"&gt;This Dudes&lt;/a&gt; website.  It looks totally amateur, which it is, but if you read his bio, hes like, the coolest guy ever and has dedicated his life to learning about weird animals.  So, if you have some free time, which I clearly do, then check it out. There are hundreds of pictures of starfish, seals and other adorable creatures. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-8868859152656288469?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8868859152656288469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8868859152656288469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8868859152656288469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8868859152656288469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/03/fishy.html' title='Fishy.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SbqvzYguCwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eafZ_-mtiUo/s72-c/Paddy+diving+at+Wakatobi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-311495576088960359</id><published>2009-03-04T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:45:56.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like father, like son.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sa72gJ3hyPI/AAAAAAAAAaM/d5FqCsvHIIo/s1600-h/n45605940115_1362646_9088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sa72gJ3hyPI/AAAAAAAAAaM/d5FqCsvHIIo/s400/n45605940115_1362646_9088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309452042981460210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sa72gMR43CI/AAAAAAAAAaE/3CX7YlgUtq4/s1600-h/n45605940115_1362652_140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sa72gMR43CI/AAAAAAAAAaE/3CX7YlgUtq4/s400/n45605940115_1362652_140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309452043628895266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My darling friend Moises is by far a one of a kind.  Besides being the son of famed designer Oscar de la Renta, he lives a life untouched by fame, opting to prowl the streets at crazy hours, rather than attend society's finest events.  With a tattoo of a lightning bolt on his ear and always dressed to the nines, Moises lives in a league of his own.  &lt;div&gt;But one can never stray too far from their roots, err, the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree, right? &lt;a href="http://www.mdlrnewyork.com/"&gt;MDLR&lt;/a&gt; is proof of this, Moises first collection of women's ready-to-wear.  Filled with exactly what an uptown girl meets downtown boy should wear, the cohesive first collection features gorgeous shift dresses, printed tops, geometric accessories and a leather jacket that gives mike and chris a run for their money with detachable sleeves and gold hardware. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im putting in my order as soon as the samples come back from Italy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-311495576088960359?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/311495576088960359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=311495576088960359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/311495576088960359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/311495576088960359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-father-like-son.html' title='Like father, like son.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/Sa72gJ3hyPI/AAAAAAAAAaM/d5FqCsvHIIo/s72-c/n45605940115_1362646_9088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-7404626364141702125</id><published>2009-02-23T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:26:51.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling utterly uninspired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SaL4a8WztVI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/3-a3XOk1Vck/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SaL4a8WztVI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/3-a3XOk1Vck/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306076452757943634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry I haven't updated. To be honest, all I feel like writing about these days is the lack of things to write about.  I guess the only exciting thing in my life is my new obsession with &lt;a href="http://www.barneys.com/Cut%20Out%20Jacket/500075604,default,pd.html"&gt;Alexander Wang's hot pink blazer&lt;/a&gt; for $800.  Unfortunately, me (along with the rest of manhattan) has no money so its completely out of the question....&lt;div&gt;Unless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I start prostituting myself out, sell my shoe collection and computer, become a drug dealer or get a job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-7404626364141702125?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7404626364141702125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=7404626364141702125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7404626364141702125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7404626364141702125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-utterly-uninspired.html' title='Feeling utterly uninspired.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SaL4a8WztVI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/3-a3XOk1Vck/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-6240987961794372018</id><published>2009-02-09T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:33:48.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanye doesn't have shit on this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6LG39Wp7OzQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6LG39Wp7OzQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-6240987961794372018?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6240987961794372018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=6240987961794372018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6240987961794372018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6240987961794372018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/02/kanye-doesnt-have-shit-on-this.html' title='Kanye doesn&apos;t have shit on this.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-383185457037750503</id><published>2009-02-02T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:42:52.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never let you go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYdMuE3ORPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/46F2we4B-Qk/s1600-h/820_5099_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYdMuE3ORPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/46F2we4B-Qk/s400/820_5099_008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298287841087735026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Why is it that every year Chloe turns out another incredible batch of shoes that I can't afford but covet more than the air I breathe? &lt;div&gt;I will continue asking myself this question while I drool over &lt;a href="http://www.mytheresa.com/shop/product.php?productid=6128&amp;amp;cat=18&amp;amp;page=1#"&gt;these new shoes&lt;/a&gt;, for a cool $753.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it just me or as the economy collapses, luxury items just keep getting more and more expensive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-383185457037750503?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/383185457037750503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=383185457037750503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/383185457037750503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/383185457037750503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/02/never-let-you-go.html' title='Never let you go'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYdMuE3ORPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/46F2we4B-Qk/s72-c/820_5099_008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-1554734300002628725</id><published>2009-02-02T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:15:04.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYdGMo4CwpI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1HjIxrT9xb8/s1600-h/stella_mccartney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYdGMo4CwpI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1HjIxrT9xb8/s400/stella_mccartney.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298280669569532562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometime when I was in my senior year of high school, I went into Saks in Philadelphia in search of a prom dress.  I happen to find myself on the 2nd floor where all the designer dresses and clothing reside.  Whilst rummaging through the sales racks, I found a Stella McCartney chain-link dress that I will never forget.  The gorgeous chain shoulders with chain fringe and satin lining.  The entire thing was in poor condition (not to mention, it weighed 40lbs) and it was on SALE sale, but alas, I never purchased it.  Looking back, I kick myself....&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ANYWAY, if anyone knows anything about this dress, please let me know.  I just would love a picture or something about it for my memory. I have searched google far and wide and still nothing. &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/7305621146384605602-1554734300002628725?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1554734300002628725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=1554734300002628725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1554734300002628725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1554734300002628725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/02/help.html' title='HELP!'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYdGMo4CwpI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1HjIxrT9xb8/s72-c/stella_mccartney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2459788990578995333</id><published>2009-01-28T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:43:11.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty four little hours, brought the sun and the flowers where there used to be rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYDfcEDfgvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/8nDi3bRiTyk/s1600-h/ragbo2018115713_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831393940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYDfcEDfgvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/8nDi3bRiTyk/s400/ragbo2018115713_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831393940.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296478835005424370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know its freezing outside.  This is why I curse the fashion world for resort collections and the WAY too premature unraveling of spring collections.  But like a bad car accident, you can't help but look.  So while I was killing time between classes, I stumbled across this pretty little tank top that will be in my wardrobe for spring 2009.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-2459788990578995333?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2459788990578995333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2459788990578995333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2459788990578995333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2459788990578995333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/twenty-four-little-hours-brought-sun.html' title='twenty four little hours, brought the sun and the flowers where there used to be rain'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYDfcEDfgvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/8nDi3bRiTyk/s72-c/ragbo2018115713_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831393940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-6740610808560705839</id><published>2009-01-28T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:35:16.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima-baller-ina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYDdh1RGaMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/isscd-JpxEQ/s1600-h/Laila,whiteleatherandbrightpinktullenecklace.Front+detail..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYDdh1RGaMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/isscd-JpxEQ/s400/Laila,whiteleatherandbrightpinktullenecklace.Front+detail..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296476735091927234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like &lt;a href="http://www.dawnmckelvie.com/page8.htm"&gt;this designer&lt;/a&gt;.  Its leather, tulle and neon.  What's not to like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-6740610808560705839?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6740610808560705839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=6740610808560705839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6740610808560705839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6740610808560705839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/prima-baller-ina.html' title='Prima-baller-ina'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYDdh1RGaMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/isscd-JpxEQ/s72-c/Laila,whiteleatherandbrightpinktullenecklace.Front+detail..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-9059715149563406971</id><published>2009-01-28T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:12:02.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put this in your pipe and smoke it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYDYHulCWCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/JdEJL_Q0UAc/s1600-h/luci-cigarette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYDYHulCWCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/JdEJL_Q0UAc/s400/luci-cigarette.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296470789061761058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I finally quit smoking after battling a horrendous bout of bronchitis and constant bitching from my boyfriend about how awful it was to kiss me. (You would have quit, too)  And while I don't miss spending $9.50 on a pack, the burn holes in my stockings and clothing or the smell that lingers with you and your wardrobe, I do understand the appeal of smoking cigarettes.  It looks kinda neat, you generally get a nice calm after your first drag, and hey, who needs a hamburger when you can smoke a stogie.  &lt;div&gt;So I don't really understand the purpose of the &lt;a href="http://www.myluci.com/"&gt;Luci&lt;/a&gt;, a cigarette that isn't actually a cigarette, which allows you to inhale and experience the flavor of a cigarette and the nicotine but without the smoke.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think its kind-of neat, especially the packaging which is a black steel case the size of a cigarette that opens to allow you to replace the flavor cartridge with whatever flavor you choose.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can also choose the level of nicotine you wish you "smoke", anywhere from zero nicotine to high levels of nicotine and you can "smoke" it indoors.  The website spins it as a safer alternative to smoking because it creates no second-hand smoke, and contains no tar, pollutants or carcinogenic substances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to try it? Its only a cool $150.  Did I mention its rechargeable? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-9059715149563406971?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/9059715149563406971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=9059715149563406971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/9059715149563406971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/9059715149563406971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/put-this-in-your-pipe-and-smoke-it.html' title='Put this in your pipe and smoke it'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SYDYHulCWCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/JdEJL_Q0UAc/s72-c/luci-cigarette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3521317437633399405</id><published>2009-01-18T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:49:53.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SXOVdjt4YxI/AAAAAAAAAYg/vlCjTqaeWXU/s1600-h/6a00e5508e95a98833010536c8a724970c-500wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SXOVdjt4YxI/AAAAAAAAAYg/vlCjTqaeWXU/s400/6a00e5508e95a98833010536c8a724970c-500wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292738322126889746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know when you have to answer those security questions for passwords, and they ask you like, your mothers maiden name, your first pets name, or your favorite movie? Well, as long as I can remember, my answer for that has always been the movie Stand By Me. I can quote the movie from beginning to end, I've written papers on River Phoenix and the "coming of age" theme, and overall, it never gets old for me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I came across this simple little t-shirt featuring the young face of River from the movie, I knew instantly that I had to post it, and eventually find and buy it.  Its got to be mine one day. Brought to you by this Australian brand called &lt;a href="http://www.alpha60.com.au/default.aspx"&gt;Alpha60&lt;/a&gt; that also has really neat necklaces with broken doll's faces on chains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3521317437633399405?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3521317437633399405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3521317437633399405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3521317437633399405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3521317437633399405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/skin-it.html' title='Skin it.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SXOVdjt4YxI/AAAAAAAAAYg/vlCjTqaeWXU/s72-c/6a00e5508e95a98833010536c8a724970c-500wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8669212259612759794</id><published>2009-01-12T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:22:16.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange you glad I didn't say banana.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SWt8RN9syVI/AAAAAAAAAYY/tOsyXJ3m5qo/s1600-h/30011_Lines_Bundle_webdisplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SWt8RN9syVI/AAAAAAAAAYY/tOsyXJ3m5qo/s400/30011_Lines_Bundle_webdisplay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290458822524848466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Like those cheesey Danielle Steel romance novels and your completed Twilight series, I'm not sure you want to done these books on your mantle, but they may come in handy.  The "&lt;a href="http://www.knockknock.biz/catalog/categories/bundles/lines-for-all-occasions-bundle/"&gt;Lines for all occasions"&lt;/a&gt; book bundle comes with little scripts to help you handle Breakups and Rejections, Excuses and Lies, Insults and Come-backs, and Pickups and Come-ons.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use with extreme caution. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-8669212259612759794?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8669212259612759794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8669212259612759794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8669212259612759794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8669212259612759794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/orange-you-glad-i-didnt-say-banana.html' title='Orange you glad I didn&apos;t say banana.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SWt8RN9syVI/AAAAAAAAAYY/tOsyXJ3m5qo/s72-c/30011_Lines_Bundle_webdisplay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-1014644574690881929</id><published>2009-01-12T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:12:03.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SWt5yiizfZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4d5bmfbLofc/s1600-h/SW-JERSEY-BILL-BRA-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SWt5yiizfZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4d5bmfbLofc/s400/SW-JERSEY-BILL-BRA-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290456096449985938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am going on a vacation. FUCKING FINALLY. And while I'm white as a ghost, my toe nails haven't been polished in months and I am broke, I managed to buy myself a new bathing suit that is absolutely perfect. &lt;div&gt;Inspired by my friend Katherine who donned a 1950's one-piece this summer, I wanted something classic and different from other barely-there-hanging-on-by-a-thread bikini's that I usually wear and here is the result: &lt;a href="http://www.normakamalicollection.com/product345/BILL-BRA-SWIM-JERSEY.aspx?cid=61900&amp;amp;idx=3"&gt;Norma Kamali's Bill bikini bottom and top&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the price is rather frightening but if you're like me and buy a bathing suit once in a blue moon, you'll thank yourself in 5 years when you can A. still fit in this bathing suit, and B. it will still be in style.  The timeless high waisted bikini bottom is flattering on anyone, and covers up all the Christmas dinner stored in your gut.  The skirt-like effect is also flattering on your butt without making you look like your 45 and trying to cover something.  (FYI: The top was rather large; I ordered a small and it fits, but it could be a little more snug) And the material is like butter and feels amazing on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you're skeptical about spending $300+ on a bathing suit, or about shopping online (will it fit, will I like the material, etc) then you're in luck because Norma Kamali has this excellent program called "Try before you buy" where you order the suit, it comes the next day, or in a day or so depending on when its ordered, and it is delivered by Fed-ex without your card being charged.  You have 48 to try it on and decide if you want to purchase it.  If you don't like it, then you simply call fed-ex and schedule a pick up, and send it back to NK and they only charge you for the shipping.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naturally, I bought it in black, but check out the Mesh one as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda kool, Kamali. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-1014644574690881929?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1014644574690881929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=1014644574690881929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1014644574690881929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1014644574690881929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-in-july.html' title='Christmas in July'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SWt5yiizfZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4d5bmfbLofc/s72-c/SW-JERSEY-BILL-BRA-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-4600130163118320955</id><published>2008-12-08T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:17:39.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me tell you 'bout the birds and the bees.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ST4bZu2SNGI/AAAAAAAAAYI/WeO5OXOq5lI/s1600-h/P_36882363_2170603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ST4bZu2SNGI/AAAAAAAAAYI/WeO5OXOq5lI/s400/P_36882363_2170603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277685942211196002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I'm still working on my apartment and its coming along quite nicely.  But, my ceilings are rather high thusly making my walls look even more barren than usual.  And since I'm trying to stick with my antique-y feel, these awesome botany posters from the Evolution store in Soho are justtt perfect.  They're based on old biology posters that teachers used to use in classrooms  that break down the different parts of the plant. The pictures lack detail which make them dated, adding to their appeal.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're mounted on wooden rods and can be shipped anywhere in the US for those of you who want to buy this for me.  My favorites are the Flax, Rapeseed and Pea. Hint hint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-4600130163118320955?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4600130163118320955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=4600130163118320955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4600130163118320955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4600130163118320955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-me-tell-you-bout-birds-and-bees.html' title='Let me tell you &apos;bout the birds and the bees.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ST4bZu2SNGI/AAAAAAAAAYI/WeO5OXOq5lI/s72-c/P_36882363_2170603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-7012276313558782586</id><published>2008-12-08T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:06:51.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New favorite website.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ST36hc7YnPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/egQW_5y_lwQ/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ST36hc7YnPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/egQW_5y_lwQ/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277649790955986162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can dream, can't I? &lt;div&gt;You'll find me dreaming &lt;a href="http://www.mytheresa.com/shop/home.php"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-7012276313558782586?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7012276313558782586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=7012276313558782586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7012276313558782586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7012276313558782586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-favorite-website.html' title='New favorite website.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ST36hc7YnPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/egQW_5y_lwQ/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3744232495067424371</id><published>2008-12-06T18:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:33:49.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/STs2AjmkJII/AAAAAAAAAXw/L1SVVyngeu8/s1600-h/lightattheend_painting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/STs2AjmkJII/AAAAAAAAAXw/L1SVVyngeu8/s400/lightattheend_painting.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276870771579561090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its been a long while since I've found an artist I really fell in love with, but today on Gawker.com I saw one of their featured artists and sparks flew. &lt;a href="http://mykeamend.com/"&gt;Myke Amend&lt;/a&gt; is just my cup of tea, with gorgeous intricate works of art featuring dark, fantasy-like themes.&lt;div&gt;On his website he offers original works as well as art prints for sale.  Although most of us aren't in the market for original pieces of art, his aren't going to set you back that much; the piece I have my eye on is only $750. And like most of the rest of the world, he's having a sale now so its the perfect time to buy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you get a chance, check out his blog too, which is mostly about vampires, skeletons and zombies. Cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3744232495067424371?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3744232495067424371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3744232495067424371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3744232495067424371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3744232495067424371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-long-while-since-ive-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/STs2AjmkJII/AAAAAAAAAXw/L1SVVyngeu8/s72-c/lightattheend_painting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3952536672557020939</id><published>2008-12-06T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:24:26.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot in mouth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ST4BBVvpQNI/AAAAAAAAAYA/J_UarAA4VtA/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ST4BBVvpQNI/AAAAAAAAAYA/J_UarAA4VtA/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277656935853277394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a new favorite blog.  Im not usually one to write about other blogs because if I did, then who would read mine!? But since this blog is written by a high school student with a shoe collection that most mothers would dream to have, I figure its an exception to my non-sensical rule. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://seaofshoes.typepad.com/"&gt;Sea of Shoes&lt;/a&gt; is written by a Dallas based girl who has a MAJOR shoe addiction.  Along with her dreamy foot-wardrobe, her clothing is a sweet mixture of old and new, designer and otherwise, and is perfectly pieced together.  I really love that she takes pictures of her ultra-fashionable mother, who definitely has a job in the fashion industry or just happens to be one of the most well-dressed mamas I've ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3952536672557020939?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3952536672557020939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3952536672557020939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3952536672557020939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3952536672557020939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/12/foot-in-mouth.html' title='Foot in mouth.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/ST4BBVvpQNI/AAAAAAAAAYA/J_UarAA4VtA/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8527937421159244299</id><published>2008-12-06T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:08:53.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Soviet Russia, fashion owns you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/STsFo_8FK_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/u2CxATQ_6No/s1600-h/25m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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Even some of the prints looked like the rooftops of a Russian skyline.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorites? The accessories! An awesome fan, that looks to be made of material, fashioned after russian nesting dolls and a black and red fur muff with that signature CC logo. &lt;div&gt;Even the model line-up featured mainly russian girls.  Is this an extreme use of target marketing or what?!&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/7305621146384605602-8527937421159244299?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8527937421159244299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8527937421159244299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8527937421159244299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8527937421159244299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-soviet-russia-fashion-owns-you.html' title='In Soviet Russia, fashion owns you!'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/STsFo_8FK_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/u2CxATQ_6No/s72-c/25m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3051058329091527481</id><published>2008-12-04T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:19:00.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High as a kite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SThlXt_O7TI/AAAAAAAAAXA/B4cblf1RQ_0/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SThlXt_O7TI/AAAAAAAAAXA/B4cblf1RQ_0/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276078421620747570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SThT8bUc35I/AAAAAAAAAWw/Ks5BgFMIekw/s1600-h/MaryKate_whitedress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SThT8bUc35I/AAAAAAAAAWw/Ks5BgFMIekw/s400/MaryKate_whitedress.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276059261055328146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Always a fan of sky high heels, but not really sure how to walk in them yet, Im obsessed with these &lt;a href="http://www.luisaviaroma.com/index.aspx#getData.aspx|CallType=Product&amp;amp;prodId=AC72&amp;amp;des=A4A&amp;amp;cat=&amp;amp;gender=women&amp;amp;group=&amp;amp;season=actual&amp;amp;seasProdID=48I"&gt;Giambattista Valli black heels&lt;/a&gt; and the ones seen below on MKO.  Hers are definitely MIA for good, but the black ones are on sale AND in my size. ($392)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also on sale: EVERYTHING.  Marc Jacobs is practically giving their Fall '08 stuff away for 70% off and I heard Barneys is also throwing everything from shoes to bags to clothes in discount bins for the hoards of hungry tourists to pick through.  &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/7305621146384605602-3051058329091527481?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3051058329091527481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3051058329091527481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3051058329091527481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3051058329091527481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/12/high-as-kite.html' title='High as a kite.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SThlXt_O7TI/AAAAAAAAAXA/B4cblf1RQ_0/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-1366928333925658021</id><published>2008-11-24T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:04:22.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis' the season.. for suicide and depression medication.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSs2ko9Bs8I/AAAAAAAAAWo/WCoXw103td8/s1600-h/ps_2247c15_tis_the_season.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSs2ko9Bs8I/AAAAAAAAAWo/WCoXw103td8/s400/ps_2247c15_tis_the_season.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272367791863870402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSs2PG8114I/AAAAAAAAAWg/t6cFeaZANy8/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSs2PG8114I/AAAAAAAAAWg/t6cFeaZANy8/s200/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272367421959034754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSs12PxYA-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/u8Vbpr9FIUg/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSs12PxYA-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/u8Vbpr9FIUg/s200/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272366994830132194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Morbid, I know.  But ever since the end of halloween people have been talking about Christmas, and then yesterday I realized, CHRISTMAS IS A MONTH AWAY.  Someone in my classes ACTUALLY had the nerve to tell us that she had purchased presents for her mother and sister! What a fucking over achiever; who actually has presents already?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, alright. So naturally I'm just upset because I haven't even begun to think about christmas or presents let alone gathered the money for either.  I have taken the necessary moves to start selling the things I no longer need on ebay, but I fear that is only going to get me so far.  But just because Im broke and a procrastinator doesn't mean that the rest of the world is, so here are some good holiday gift options for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, I just want &lt;a href="http://www.oaknyc.com/women/new-items/oak-fringe-coat"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; and a couple thousand dollars to decorate my new apartment. Oh and a Birkin bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gifts for Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1.) Lingerie:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It never hurts to buy a woman lingerie, in my opinion.  &lt;a href="http://www.kikidm.com/"&gt;Kiki De Montparnasse&lt;/a&gt; is gorgeous and classy, but will set you back at least a couple hundred dollars for the good stuff.  If you're on a budget, the candles and non-silk underwear is a great alternative.  Or if you're buying for more than one woman... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2.) Shoes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Guys, &lt;a href="http://www.barneys.com/"&gt;Barney's&lt;/a&gt; is having a shoe sale right now, among other things.  Do you really need any more reason to go buy a pair of shoes for your girlfriend?  WE DONT CARE IF THEYRE ON SALE, WE JUST LOVE SHOES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3.) Perfume:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I always subscribe to the notion that you shouldn't buy a girl only perfume for a gift.. I think its rather tacky.  But if you are on a budget, or if your girlfriend is smelly or just genuinely wants perfume, you can't go wrong with &lt;a href="http://www.bondno9.com/splash"&gt;Bond no. 9. &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;4.) Jewelry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Anything from costume to diamonds works and make sure to find out if she prefers silver or gold.  If you're going the route of costume, I suggest something like Chanel or Hermes, like this GORGEOUS black and gold &lt;a href="http://usa.hermes.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/CategoryDisplay?storeId=10202&amp;amp;catalogId=10052&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;productId=43319&amp;amp;categoryId=16452&amp;amp;leftCategoryId=53453&amp;amp;topCategoryId=50967&amp;amp;parentCategoryId=53453&amp;amp;nbItem=http://usa.hermes.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/CategoryDisplay?storeId=10202&amp;amp;catalogId=10052&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;productId=43319&amp;amp;categoryId=16452&amp;amp;leftCategoryId=53453&amp;amp;topCategoryId=50967&amp;amp;parentCategoryId=53453&amp;amp;nbItem="&gt;Collier de Chien bracelet&lt;/a&gt;, for $1,000.  Or if you're budgeting, here are some other options.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://usa.hermes.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/CategoryDisplay?storeId=10202&amp;amp;catalogId=10052&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;categoryId=85747&amp;amp;leftCategoryId=16452&amp;amp;topCategoryId=50967&amp;amp;parentCategoryId=53453"&gt;Leather double wrap bracelet from Hermes, $480.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.kikidm.com/shop/product.php?productid=21813&amp;amp;cat=370&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;initial="&gt;"Make love" ring (now on sale!) from Kiki, $395.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Barneys co-op has some great jewelry, like &lt;a href="http://www.barneys.com/Snake%20Ring/19845%2e5629,default,pd.html"&gt;this snake ring, $410.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5.) Personal Trainer:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I suggest using this gift with caution because it could create some unwanted arguments. (ie: "SO YOU THINK IM FAT?!")  But if she already belongs to a gym, or if you know its something she would enjoy, a personal trainer for a few sessions could make an excellent gift.  &lt;a href="http://www.homebodies.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homebodies.com/" style=""&gt;-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homebodies.com/"&gt;Homebodies.com&lt;/a&gt; offers private lessons in the comfort of your own home for yoga and pilates enthusiasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.davidkirschwellness.com/madisonsquareclub/membership.html"&gt;David Kirsch Wellness company&lt;/a&gt; offers private training lessons at his Madison Square club for $350 with the founder himself.  For a year membership, it'll run you $25,000.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;6.) Magazine subscriptions:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What woman doesn't love a good fashion magazine, plus they're rather inexpensive (unless you go international, which can get pricey). Check out &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.maghound.com"&gt;Maghound.com&lt;/a&gt; (see post below) for a way to bundle a bunch of different magazines together. If you're really clueless as to what to buy, here are some ideas. (&lt;a href="http://www.magazines.com/"&gt;www.magazines.com&lt;/a&gt; has a wide selection)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Elle, Vogue, Nylon, W Mag or Numero, for the fashion enthusiast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Wallpaper and Art + Auction, for anyone in architecture and art collecting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- People or Entertainment weekly, for the gossip and entertainment lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;7.) Digital Camera:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If she doesn't already have one (like myself, unfortunately) a digital camera can make the perfect gift.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=8942549&amp;amp;type=product&amp;amp;id=1215217299675"&gt;Pink FinePix 8.2-megapixel by FUJIFILM on sale now, $81&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=8696262&amp;amp;type=product&amp;amp;id=1198888712515"&gt;Ultra-tiny 10.1 mega-pixel Sony Cyber-shot in silver, $399.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=8620931&amp;amp;type=product&amp;amp;id=1193234476543"&gt;Personal favorite, super-sleek and sexy 8.1 mega-pixel Sony Cyber-shot in black, $349&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;8.) Weekend in a Bed and Breakfast:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Even if you're just minutes away from your apartment, sometimes getting away and sleeping in a different bed, bathing in a luxurious bath and being able to leave your clothes strewn across the room without worrying about cleaning, is all a couple needs.  &lt;a href="http://www.lafayettenyc.com/"&gt;The Lafayette House&lt;/a&gt; in Manhattan is a gorgeous little brown-stone turned into a mini-hotel with a vintage feel.  Everything from the deep marble bath with C.O Bigelow products to the working fireplaces makes this hide-a-way perfect for a weekend in bed.  And if you're not located in Manhattan, try &lt;a href="http://www.bedandbreakfast.com/"&gt;www.BedandBreakfast.com&lt;/a&gt; for great suggestions all over the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;9.) Designer Bag:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Listen to me, you CANNOT, I repeat, CANNOT go wrong with a new bag.  Lanvin, Chanel, Balenciaga, Prada, Goyard, Marc Jacobs, Bottega Veneta.  Learn those words and learn them well.  &lt;a href="http://www.barneys.com/"&gt;Barneys&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bergdorfgoodman.com/?ecid=BGSGFTMKbergdorfgoodman"&gt;Bergdorfs&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eluxury.com/"&gt;eLuxury.com&lt;/a&gt; and even &lt;a href="http://www.ebay.com/"&gt;eBay&lt;/a&gt;, for crying out loud, sells gorgeous designer bags.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;10.) Gift Certificates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If you're really stuck on what to get someone, you can't go wrong with gift certificates.  For woman, I would say stick to somewhere you know they frequent.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.sephora.com/"&gt;Sephora&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.shopbop.com/"&gt;Shopbop.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.intermixonline.com/"&gt;Intermix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.barneys.com/"&gt;Barney's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- iTunes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if all else fails, call your ex's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Gifts for Men:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1.)  iPod touch/iPhone: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Its funny how easy &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.apple.com"&gt;Apple&lt;/a&gt; made it to buy men presents.  You can't go wrong with gadgets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2.) Massages:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The ones that DON'T come with "happy endings".  &lt;a href="http://www.skintologyny.com/"&gt;Skintology&lt;/a&gt; has great massages and the prices aren't too bad, with starting massages for $90. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3.) Day at the Russian/Turkish Baths:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Absolutely MY favorite thing to do on a lazy day, &lt;a href="http://www.russianturkishbaths.com/enter.html"&gt;the russian and turkish baths&lt;/a&gt; make a great present.  They offer membership passes where you get a 6-day pass and also offer massages and other treatments.  But all in all, a day at the spa is only $25.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4.) BBQ Dinner&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Need I say more? &lt;a href="http://www.pocketchangenyc.com/best-list.asp?nid=1104"&gt; Pocketchangenyc.com&lt;/a&gt; offers a ton of options to choose from, but &lt;a href="http://www.bluesmoke.com/blue/index.html"&gt;Blue Smoke&lt;/a&gt; may be one of my favorites.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5.) A nice, old-fashioned Shave:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Although not for every man, this is an excellent gift for someone who cherishes a good, clean, close shave.  Also can benefit you, if you know what I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.theartofshaving.com/taos6/home.php"&gt;The Art of Shaving&lt;/a&gt; not only makes an excellent gift, but if you happen to be in New York for the holidays or live in New York, the &lt;a href="http://www.theartofshaving.com/taos6/barber-spa.php?trk=footer"&gt;Art of Shaving Barber spa&lt;/a&gt; offers shaves, haircuts and massages starting at $35.  The product line is my go-to for Dad presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.freemanssportingclub.com/nyc_barber.htm"&gt;Freeman's Sporting Club&lt;/a&gt; also offers that old-timey barbershop feeling with its traditional grooming techniques, like a straight razor shave for $40.  Great place to bring your father on a day out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;6.) Anything and everything from Odin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; For the well-dressed guy or for the guy you'd like to be well-dressed, &lt;a href="http://www.odinnewyork.com/"&gt;Odin&lt;/a&gt; has awesome clothing, shoes, accessories and even beauty products, all for men.  With brands like Band of Outsiders and Obedient Son's, it covers classic and unique all under one roof. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7.) Wallets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Can't stand the wallet his ex-girlfriend bought him that is falling apart and needs to be replaced? Wallets are so easy and guys generally don't have much of a preference when it comes to style.  The classic &lt;a href="http://www.eluxury.com/estore/browse/product_detail.jsp?id=10260922"&gt;Louis Vuitton billfold&lt;/a&gt; is great for a more label-conscious boy, or something simple like this &lt;a href="http://www.shopbop.com/classic-leather-zip-around-wallet/vp/v=1/845524441824546.htm?folderID=2534374302102711&amp;amp;fm=browse-brand"&gt; Comme de Garcon. &lt;/a&gt;   Also, for the minimalist, a 3-card holder is slim and elegant, like this &lt;a href="http://www.eluxury.com/estore/browse/product_detail.jsp?id=10611972"&gt;Dior&lt;/a&gt; one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;8.) Hats, scarves and gloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;  Keep them warm and free of complaints with cold weather accessories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.barneys.com/McGrath%20Shearling%20Hat/06361%2e7667,default,pd.html"&gt;Shearling hat from Barney's, 98.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.oaknyc.com/men/new-items/black-open-weave"&gt;Open knit scarf from OAK, $42.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.stevenalan.com/product.php?defvarid=8745&amp;amp;productid=17227&amp;amp;cat=718&amp;amp;manufacturerid=&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Cashmere and leather fingerless gloves from Steven Allen, $85.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;9.) Ties, ties, ties:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For some men, you can't go wrong with a beautiful tie.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://usa.hermes.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?storeId=10202&amp;amp;catalogId=10052&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;categoryId=64172&amp;amp;leftCategoryId=10606&amp;amp;topCategoryId=58003&amp;amp;parentCategoryId=10605&amp;amp;productId=39973&amp;amp;nbItem=0"&gt;Hermes twill ties, ranging in all colors and patterns, $170.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.alanpaukman.com/nikolairose/shop.html"&gt;Nikolai Rose, unique ties in gorgeous prints, $85.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.oaknyc.com/men/accessories/ties/reverse-crest-black"&gt;Band of Outsiders striped tie, $125.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;10.) Private boxing lessons or Private cooking lessons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This may not fit in perfectly to the rest of the list, but I think its a great present that someone will never forget.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boxing:&lt;/span&gt; there is an gym in Manhattan that specializes in boxing as a workout, and although I haven't personally experienced it, I've heard excellent things.  &lt;a href="http://www.trinityboxing.com/content/view/55/39/"&gt;Trinity Boxing offers 10-private boxing lessons&lt;/a&gt; for $450. That'll really show him who's boss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cooking:&lt;/span&gt; may suggest something about his cooking, but a lesson from &lt;a href="http://www.homecookingny.com/"&gt;Home Cooking NY&lt;/a&gt; is $300 for 2 and could definitely bring a couple closer together. After-all, the way to a mans heart is through his stomach, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.hugochef.com/cookingclasses.html"&gt;Hugo Chef &lt;/a&gt;offers tailored cooking classes at $50 per hour.  Also offers wine tasting lessons for $120.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.thewisecook.com/main/privateclass.html#3h"&gt;The Wise Cook&lt;/a&gt; offers 3-hour classes for $300, plus an additional $50 per extra person where you learn to prepare a 3-course meal of your choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if all else fails, scour the pages of &lt;a href="http://www.uncrate.com/"&gt;Uncrate.com&lt;/a&gt; for more ideas.  You're bound to find something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-1366928333925658021?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1366928333925658021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=1366928333925658021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1366928333925658021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1366928333925658021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/tis-season-for-suicide-and-depression.html' title='Tis&apos; the season.. for suicide and depression medication.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSs2ko9Bs8I/AAAAAAAAAWo/WCoXw103td8/s72-c/ps_2247c15_tis_the_season.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-1683166896176062614</id><published>2008-11-24T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:01:22.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the magazine addict in all of us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSstadpvQpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GplwqcyLG3g/s1600-h/maghound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSstadpvQpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GplwqcyLG3g/s400/maghound.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272357721426838162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Described as "Netflix for magazines", &lt;a href="http://www.maghound.com/"&gt;MagHound.com&lt;/a&gt; is a club that lets you customize your monthly magazine purchases and change them whenever you'd like.  You choose a membership based on how many magazines you'd like to recieve, and you pay a low monthly price. For example, if you want to get 3 magazines a month, you pay $4.95, 5 for $7.95 and 7 for $9.95.  And, if you decide your apartment can't possibly fit another issue of Vogue, you can cancel anytime.  With nearly 250 magazines to choose from, you'll never run out of reading material.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-1683166896176062614?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1683166896176062614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=1683166896176062614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1683166896176062614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1683166896176062614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-magazine-addict-in-all-of-us.html' title='For the magazine addict in all of us.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSstadpvQpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GplwqcyLG3g/s72-c/maghound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-6066284408631091986</id><published>2008-11-20T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:04:42.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to mix business with leather.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSXtBYTw2vI/AAAAAAAAAWI/H4QJn0rem20/s1600-h/41QGHA3XK1L._AA260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSXtBYTw2vI/AAAAAAAAAWI/H4QJn0rem20/s400/41QGHA3XK1L._AA260_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270879546868030194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am sick and tired of saying, "I would love to make *insert article of clothing* for myself".  It is about time I buy myself a sewing machine and teach myself how to sew.  And no, I do not want to learn how to pattern or create the perfect hem, I just want to be able to stitch a little something together for myself when I'm feeling creative.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growing up, my mother and grandmother always used the classic Singer sewing machines, so just in time for Christmas, I researched a few well-priced and basic ones to motivated myself (or whomever wants to purchase one for me) to think "sew"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://crafts-sewing.hsn.com/singer-sewing-and-quilting-machine_p-4430238_xp.aspx?webm_id=0&amp;amp;web_id=4430238&amp;amp;sf=ct&amp;amp;dept=ct0052&amp;amp;cat=ct0053&amp;amp;ocm=ct|ct0052|ct0053&amp;amp;prev=hp!sf!dept!cat&amp;amp;ccm=ct|ct0052|ct0053"&gt;Singer Sewing and Quilting Machine, at HSN $299&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://crafts-sewing.hsn.com/singer-curvy-top-of-the-line-computerized-sewing-machine_p-4393302_xp.aspx?webm_id=0&amp;amp;web_id=4393302&amp;amp;sf=ct&amp;amp;dept=ct0052&amp;amp;cat=ct0053&amp;amp;ocm=ct|ct0052|ct0053&amp;amp;prev=hp!sf!dept!cat&amp;amp;ccm=ct|ct0052|ct0053"&gt;Singer "Curvy" top-of-the-line, computerized sewing machine, at HSN $599&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Hello-Kitty-Sewing-Machine-Green/dp/B000B8WSJ2/sr=1-7/qid=1227222155/ref=sr_1_7/192-5694143-9518747?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;rh=k%3Athe%20sewing%20machine&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Hello Kitty Sewing machine, at Target $109&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-6066284408631091986?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6066284408631091986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=6066284408631091986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6066284408631091986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6066284408631091986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-like-to-mix-business-with-leather.html' title='I like to mix business with leather.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSXtBYTw2vI/AAAAAAAAAWI/H4QJn0rem20/s72-c/41QGHA3XK1L._AA260_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-6009907194087953974</id><published>2008-11-20T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:18:42.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A place to call my own.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSXiPb8aH-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/RzgZnwo0buo/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSXiPb8aH-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/RzgZnwo0buo/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270867693734076386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When you get past the hell that is moving in New York City, the whole experience is a rebirth both mentally and spatially.  This is most certainly the case for me since I'm downsizing to a small west village 6 floor walk-up on the quaint and quiet street of Grove.  The space itself doesn't bother me so much as the lack of closet space; I'm moving out of my 2 huge closets into one that will barely hold my t-shirts let alone my clothing, shoes, art supplies and magazines.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I must find a way to make this work.  So when I set out to find the perfect way to organize my life, I fell in love with these &lt;a href="http://www.twojakes.com/category.cfm?categoryoid=9&amp;amp;productoid=62"&gt;vintage looking filing cabinets&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.twojakes.com"&gt;TwoJakes.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Made in the UK out of stainless steel, the Bisey cabinets offer a multitude of styles featuring anywhere from 4 to 30 drawers, giving you the perfect amount of space and storage.  Also, you can pick the color finish you want to match your drapes or opt for the assorted draw sizes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way, this is for sure on my Christmas list filed under home improvements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-6009907194087953974?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6009907194087953974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=6009907194087953974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6009907194087953974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6009907194087953974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/place-to-call-my-own.html' title='A place to call my own.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSXiPb8aH-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/RzgZnwo0buo/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-7462214475864496732</id><published>2008-11-17T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:51:48.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That means no, where I come from.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSJJ3przkCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ogogFET_lOo/s1600-h/00370m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSJJ3przkCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ogogFET_lOo/s400/00370m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269855734408122402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSJIKpGVk4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/WahZ282lkAw/s1600-h/34112_fr_l.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 345px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSJIKpGVk4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/WahZ282lkAw/s400/34112_fr_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269853861645226882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I admit it. &lt;div&gt;I am a victim of New York City's ever-growing appreciation of black clothing. It's mildly embarrassing when you ask your room-mate every morning if this shade of black goes with this shade of black.  Anyway, I have been trying to expand my wardrobe options and while doing so, I have fallen in love with the ultimate foe of black; YELLOW.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes thats right, YELLOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only yellow, but oranges and reds and even purples (GASP).  But more specifically, I have fallen in love with &lt;a href="http://www.net-a-porter.com/product/34112"&gt;Miu Miu's newest addition to my Christmas list, these peep-toes&lt;/a&gt;. Yes, I know, they're horribly unconventional and impractical, but I LOVE THEM, and you will too once you see them mixed with my everyday wardrobe of black and white and gray. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you feel so inclined to buy them for me, I promise I will not object and I will accept them and eternally kiss your feet for the kind gesture towards my shoe collection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-7462214475864496732?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7462214475864496732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=7462214475864496732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7462214475864496732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7462214475864496732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/that-means-no-where-i-come-from.html' title='That means no, where I come from.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSJJ3przkCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ogogFET_lOo/s72-c/00370m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3482425225060035711</id><published>2008-11-17T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:54:00.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you like then you should have put a ring on it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSJDz5jhOnI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1xQhgTOhCk8/s1600-h/n27101302_31013608_7756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSJDz5jhOnI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1xQhgTOhCk8/s400/n27101302_31013608_7756.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269849072879090290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its so amazing to see your friends flourish in the world of fashion, and especially those who are having their first take at it.  My old pal Carolyne Cass has just recently launched her new line, Carolyne Alicia Cass and let me tell you, it did not disappoint.  I happen to be a huge fan of velvet and zipper ANYTHING so her gorgeous take on high waisted shorts with big exposed zippers on either side with dark jewel tone velvets made my mouth water.  She also perfected the loose everyday silk tank top and an adorable romper made with a cute silk peter-pan collar tank button down and little velvet shorts; a perfect marriage of materials.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carolyne also made a lovely limited edition pair of shorts in a cashmere blend tweed and a few velvet double sided capes that will definitely become a wardrobe staple.  I was absolutely blown away with her "Essentials Collection", which is sure to become favorite amongst fashionites everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3482425225060035711?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3482425225060035711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3482425225060035711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3482425225060035711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3482425225060035711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-you-like-then-you-should-have-put.html' title='If you like then you should have put a ring on it.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SSJDz5jhOnI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1xQhgTOhCk8/s72-c/n27101302_31013608_7756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2871255467318364410</id><published>2008-11-04T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:50:02.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I live for shoes.  Shoes for breakfast, lunch and dinner.  Shoes for the soul.  Yadda Yadda.  Tristian Blair's shoes make me not want to wear clothes.  They're so goddamn awesome and so goddamn awfully hard to find.  But when I do, I will buy a pair and wear them till they're welded to my feet eternally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few favorites from past and present collections:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDRPimf_aI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8pt-3VW0FF8/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDRPimf_aI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8pt-3VW0FF8/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264938029312638370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDRPUOGMjI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Bv_o5ZOvqx0/s1600-h/trisblairaw092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDRPUOGMjI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Bv_o5ZOvqx0/s400/trisblairaw092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264938025452188210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDRO59hApI/AAAAAAAAAVA/6bw3PlzMbFE/s1600-h/w6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDRO59hApI/AAAAAAAAAVA/6bw3PlzMbFE/s400/w6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264938018403320466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-2871255467318364410?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2871255467318364410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2871255467318364410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2871255467318364410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2871255467318364410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-was-old-woman-who-lived-in-shoe.html' title='There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDRPimf_aI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8pt-3VW0FF8/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2517235525537707708</id><published>2008-11-04T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:33:58.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you should consider buying me:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDNQPiR30I/AAAAAAAAAU4/lRrA3XBdmTk/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDNQPiR30I/AAAAAAAAAU4/lRrA3XBdmTk/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264933643328020290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDNP7FWhyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/7aNHB42CJ5w/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDNP7FWhyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/7aNHB42CJ5w/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264933637837981474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDNPxCTeBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/grO19Xh44x4/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDNPxCTeBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/grO19Xh44x4/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264933635140843538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From top to bottom: Balenciaga, $995 - Lanvin, $1,910 - Lanvin, $2,150&lt;div&gt;It seems as if the more expensive bags get, the less money I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-2517235525537707708?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2517235525537707708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2517235525537707708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2517235525537707708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2517235525537707708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-you-should-consider-buying-me.html' title='Things you should consider buying me:'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDNQPiR30I/AAAAAAAAAU4/lRrA3XBdmTk/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3222506355706822201</id><published>2008-11-04T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:14:54.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh to be wide awake besides you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDJWJH5-tI/AAAAAAAAAUg/PfLvdOM_tCA/s1600-h/awang2013012867_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831307657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDJWJH5-tI/AAAAAAAAAUg/PfLvdOM_tCA/s400/awang2013012867_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831307657.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264929346639493842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Generally an Alexander Wang enthusiast, I find myself becoming bored with the constant use of the same silhouettes ie: flouncy silk shirt with little breast pocket, black skirts with zipper and clasp details and dresses that are too expensive for me to even care about.  Im also very disappointed with his newest attempt at prints: bubbles.  HOWEVER, with this being said, I do always find at least one piece of his that I grow to love and adore, and right now its a &lt;a href="http://www.shopbop.com/blazer-scarf-alexander-wang/vp/v=1/845524441832323.htm?folderID=2534374302050950&amp;amp;fm=browse-brand-viewall-shopbysize"&gt;simple black blazer with a scarf detail&lt;/a&gt; very simple and sweet. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really what I should be doing with my time is learning how to hypnotize people into buying me these things. Much better use of my time. &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/7305621146384605602-3222506355706822201?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3222506355706822201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3222506355706822201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3222506355706822201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3222506355706822201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-to-be-wide-awake-besides-you.html' title='Oh to be wide awake besides you'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SRDJWJH5-tI/AAAAAAAAAUg/PfLvdOM_tCA/s72-c/awang2013012867_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831307657.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3914502960172593660</id><published>2008-10-28T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:44:38.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The skin of your yellow country teeth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SQdPeJy2avI/AAAAAAAAAPg/o0muB6yDLE4/s1600-h/crystalhead5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SQdPeJy2avI/AAAAAAAAAPg/o0muB6yDLE4/s400/crystalhead5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262262069049584370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; I don't see why anyone would actually need a crystal skull head filled with vodka, but that doesn't mean I don't WANT one.  &lt;a href="http://crystalheadvodka.com/#"&gt;Crystal Head Vodka&lt;/a&gt; has married a morbid icon with a morbid drink, and the result is stunning.  Endorsed by former Ghostbuster Dan Aykroyd, this triple diamond filtered Newfoundland pure spirit vodka is packaged in a glass skull and apparently is pretty smooth but not the smoothest vodka on the market.  I guess the gimmick is mostly that the skull bottle can be kept forever since its just as much decor as it a container to hold your booze. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3914502960172593660?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3914502960172593660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3914502960172593660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3914502960172593660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3914502960172593660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/10/skin-of-your-yellow-country-teeth.html' title='The skin of your yellow country teeth.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SQdPeJy2avI/AAAAAAAAAPg/o0muB6yDLE4/s72-c/crystalhead5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3001667750279892153</id><published>2008-10-28T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:11:31.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up on the roof, with the whole world at your feet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SQdHtZTQSuI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Lcf5NVCo5XM/s1600-h/NYStore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SQdHtZTQSuI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Lcf5NVCo5XM/s400/NYStore.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262253534817045218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have survived midterm hell and I promise to be posting more, so those of you who once read my blog consistently, PLEASE READ ON!&lt;div&gt;I stumbled across a website today that really struck my fancy; partly because I've never heard of most of the designers, and partly because the prices were disgustingly cheap for the gorgeous design work.  The store/website &lt;a href="http://www.pixiemarket.com/"&gt;Pixie Market&lt;/a&gt; is as cute as its name, offering awesome shoes, dresses, jackets and more for a surprisingly reasonable price.  The store locations on Stanton between Orchard and Ludlow (and one in LA) must be pretty well hidden because I've never came across it while poking around the LES but I'm definitely going to check it out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The online site is surprisingly easy to use but it looks like the clothing sells out quickly, meaning, go buy some sweet stuff asap! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3001667750279892153?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3001667750279892153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3001667750279892153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3001667750279892153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3001667750279892153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/10/up-on-roof-with-whole-world-at-your.html' title='Up on the roof, with the whole world at your feet.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SQdHtZTQSuI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Lcf5NVCo5XM/s72-c/NYStore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-5192394776230325287</id><published>2008-10-23T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:16:49.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your skin is something I stir into my tea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SQDooGv3o-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/uxTbjpr9nFg/s1600-h/il_430xN.42275154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SQDooGv3o-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/uxTbjpr9nFg/s400/il_430xN.42275154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260460140472542178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh, and here we are again.  Suddenly, you have to wear a coat every day, layers are necessary, and you've definitely misplaced all your scarves since last march.  Instead of rummaging through your closet, just go out and buy one from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5219973"&gt;Yokoo&lt;/a&gt;. These awesome, chunky knit "scarves" are not what you'd expect from your average winter accessory; the designs are practically works of art structured like architecture instead of a pashamina.  While the one listed above may not be the most practical, its definitely the most fun, but check out the other ones.  Did I mention they're affordable? ($50-$150) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-5192394776230325287?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5192394776230325287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=5192394776230325287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5192394776230325287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5192394776230325287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-skin-is-something-i-stir-into-my.html' title='Your skin is something I stir into my tea.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SQDooGv3o-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/uxTbjpr9nFg/s72-c/il_430xN.42275154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-1320159081968141333</id><published>2008-10-14T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:30:48.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocktober!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SPTXONU00wI/AAAAAAAAAOg/VlOgjgnCcHY/s1600-h/In+an+Aeroplane+over+the+Sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SPTXONU00wI/AAAAAAAAAOg/VlOgjgnCcHY/s400/In+an+Aeroplane+over+the+Sea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257063304143360770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been my experience to fall in love with a band and decide that no other music is worth listening to.  Well, this was most definitely the case when I stumbled across the brilliance that is &lt;a href="http://www.mergerecords.com/store/store_detail.php?catalog_id=153"&gt;Neutral Milk Hotels - In an Aeroplane Over the Sea&lt;/a&gt;.  After not thinking about the record for a while, I found myself dreaming about the album recently and purchased it on vinyl and yes, its as amazing as you probably imagine. And while Jeff Mangum continues to disappoint me without even the semblance of a possibility of a reunion, at least there's comfort in knowing that I will always have this album (now on vinyl) to remind of the love I have for this band.&lt;br /&gt;Merge has a bundle package for sale with On Avery Island 33 1/3's Neutral Milk Hotel Book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mergerecords.com/store/store_detail.php?catalog_id=444"&gt;BUY IT.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-1320159081968141333?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1320159081968141333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=1320159081968141333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1320159081968141333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1320159081968141333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/10/rocktober.html' title='Rocktober!'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SPTXONU00wI/AAAAAAAAAOg/VlOgjgnCcHY/s72-c/In+an+Aeroplane+over+the+Sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-733063634503235167</id><published>2008-09-30T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:05:33.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, my aching hands, from raking in grands, and breaking in mic stands.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bk32oCGKvzQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bk32oCGKvzQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This Brooklyn based band, Chairlift, has just about blown up since the new Apple iPod nano commercial came out featuring their song.  They're absolutely awesome, and their album drops tonight so I suggest picking up a copy or getting it on itunes because it totally rocks.  And hey, supporting your local band is the latest rage, didn't you hear? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-733063634503235167?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/733063634503235167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=733063634503235167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/733063634503235167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/733063634503235167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-my-aching-hands-from-raking-in.html' title='Oh, my aching hands, from raking in grands, and breaking in mic stands.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-6155847357593610942</id><published>2008-09-26T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:07:18.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Till death do us part.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SN1AzbchBwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jAYvntWTDrg/s1600-h/C_1416554793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SN1AzbchBwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jAYvntWTDrg/s400/C_1416554793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250423992868734722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like everyone preoccupies themselves with death at some point in their life; and it doesn't help that we're constantly reminded that everything we do could cause cancer.  But at least now you can have the facts:  &lt;a href="http://www.simonsays.com/content/book.cfm?tab=1&amp;amp;pid=591556&amp;amp;er=9781416554790"&gt;Cause of death; A Perfect Little Guide to What Kills Us&lt;/a&gt; gives you the 411 on how you could possibly bite the dust.  Plus, who isn't interested in finding out if irony can kill you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-6155847357593610942?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6155847357593610942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=6155847357593610942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6155847357593610942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6155847357593610942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/09/till-death-do-us-part.html' title='Till death do us part.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SN1AzbchBwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jAYvntWTDrg/s72-c/C_1416554793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-4380157751840812529</id><published>2008-09-18T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:26:26.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SNKBHQ44KWI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RK57UAeKHbI/s1600-h/13_canvas_bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SNKBHQ44KWI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RK57UAeKHbI/s320/13_canvas_bag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247398477632645474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars are making a fashion comeback (thank god!).  My favorite shape has been popping up all over the runways, a la Yves Saint Laurent and Chanel.  As for off the runway, a little line called &lt;a href="http://www.rikaint.com/"&gt;Rika&lt;/a&gt; has picked up this trend and has me drooling over their star covered tote bag.  Understated, chic and big enough to hold my notebooks for class, this bag is everything you could need in a tote.  The Swedish designer doesn't use chemicals to treat her leather or glue in any of the production, which makes for a earth friendly fashion bonus.  Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.rikaint.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; for where to buy Rika products.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-4380157751840812529?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4380157751840812529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=4380157751840812529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4380157751840812529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4380157751840812529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/09/star-light-star-bright-first-star-i-see.html' title='Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SNKBHQ44KWI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RK57UAeKHbI/s72-c/13_canvas_bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-5200832356377529057</id><published>2008-09-08T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:25:48.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its fashion week; do you know where your kids are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SMWYUIF8eXI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mSJvcsWtAL8/s1600-h/dsc_0177_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SMWYUIF8eXI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mSJvcsWtAL8/s320/dsc_0177_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243764812680034674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SMWYQYHSXII/AAAAAAAAAOA/cMZJYIpF1pc/s1600-h/dsc_0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SMWYQYHSXII/AAAAAAAAAOA/cMZJYIpF1pc/s320/dsc_0153.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243764748261153922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Someone said the other day that fashion week was do or die and its completely true. Im in bed still at 5pm recovering from the Purple magazine party that was last night. But before all the madness started, I went to the Cassettes Fashion show and was photographed for Elle.com in their street chic section.  They were posted today and its fucking sick because I'm wearing Abby's shirt and she totally got young designer credit for it. The Brits and Gavin look ultra sexy and I think they're the only guys who were even put up. So ya, mad props. &lt;div&gt;Heres &lt;a href="http://streetchic.typepad.com/street_chic/2008/09/style-360-7.html"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; and here are the &lt;a href="http://streetchic.typepad.com/street_chic/2008/09/style-360-8.html"&gt;boyz&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-5200832356377529057?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5200832356377529057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=5200832356377529057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5200832356377529057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5200832356377529057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-fashion-week-do-you-know-where-your.html' title='Its fashion week; do you know where your kids are?'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SMWYUIF8eXI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mSJvcsWtAL8/s72-c/dsc_0177_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8448897954135791707</id><published>2008-09-08T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:18:20.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I remember counting down until the year would be done..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SMWWi6ZPXcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8cODVTdmALo/s1600-h/Polaroid_PoGo_3_screen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SMWWi6ZPXcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8cODVTdmALo/s400/Polaroid_PoGo_3_screen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243762867677650370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SCHOOL DAZE SCHOOL DAZE DEAR OLD GOLDEN RULE DAZE. &lt;div&gt;I've been majorly busy with school to blog and then POOF, fashion week comes in like a lion. Its been madness, shows and parties and after party parties and ughh. The drinking has taken a toll on my skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I HAD to write about this awesome new device called the Polaroid PoGo which is a portable printer for your phone that you can take anywhere cause its basically the size of a phone. While its not wickedly practical and its a complete luxury item, it makes me want a camera phone so badly. I love my old brick blackberry but I think I just decided to upgrade to the bold or whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another really neat thing about this polaroid printer is that it also works with your digital camera so you can print pictures right away with that too. I would probably use it for that considering it probably takes better pictures. Apparently the pictures are smudge proof, tear proof and water resistant and you don't need an ink cartridge? Someone please buy this for me so I can figure out how it works? I WANT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-8448897954135791707?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8448897954135791707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8448897954135791707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8448897954135791707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8448897954135791707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-i-remember-counting-down-until-year.html' title='And I remember counting down until the year would be done..'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SMWWi6ZPXcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8cODVTdmALo/s72-c/Polaroid_PoGo_3_screen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-4059854038126725654</id><published>2008-09-02T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:27:58.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever, you know wine cures everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SL4EHUzrjQI/AAAAAAAAANw/EisLLo7qawk/s1600-h/zipknee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SL4EHUzrjQI/AAAAAAAAANw/EisLLo7qawk/s400/zipknee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241631540196904194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wish it were cold in New York now.  But, alas, its not; the weather is just teasing enough for me to want to wear pants in the morning but change into short short's in the afternoon.  Therefore the purchase of these gorgeous &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/"&gt;ASOS&lt;/a&gt; thigh high zipper-back "socks" have put my wardrobe decisions in a frenzy- having to decide between function and fahrenheit, I'm at a loss till the first frost comes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on, winter, make my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-4059854038126725654?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4059854038126725654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=4059854038126725654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4059854038126725654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4059854038126725654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/09/whatever-you-know-wine-cures-everything.html' title='Whatever, you know wine cures everything.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SL4EHUzrjQI/AAAAAAAAANw/EisLLo7qawk/s72-c/zipknee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-5244862933371582468</id><published>2008-09-02T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:11:39.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><title type='text'>Kill off my demons and my angels might die, too.</title><content type='html'>I watched an incredible movie last night called Transsiberian, featuring Ben Kingsley, Woody Harrelson and Emily Mortimer about a train that goes from Beijing, China to Moscow, Russia, and the happenings that go on between the two main characters and some Russian mobsters.  The movie, which I knew absolutely nothing about prior to watching it, completely blew my mind.  I won't give anything away, but heres the trailer so you can see for yourself: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5MUTPx_SIY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5MUTPx_SIY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-5244862933371582468?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2910221177520956927</id><published>2008-08-18T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:17:29.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greed is good. Sex is easy. Youth is forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKnlFOkp4GI/AAAAAAAAANg/hxCGQkjqZBg/s1600-h/u_login.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKnlFOkp4GI/AAAAAAAAANg/hxCGQkjqZBg/s200/u_login.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235967919768854626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a poor college student, who happens to have a penchant for expensive clothes, makes it hard to live in a city like New York without going into serious debt.  Sample sales, Barney's warehouse sale and seasonal clearances have definitely helped to keep my wardrobe and wallet happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, a few days ago a fellow fashion-conscious friend introduced me to &lt;a href="http://www.gilt.com/"&gt;Gilt Group&lt;/a&gt;, a website featuring sample sales; luxury sample sales, to be exact. They offer a variety of brands for men, women, children and jewelry at members-only prices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to him, I am now a member of this non-exclusive email list that lets me know when Gilt.com has their sales, what new sales are coming up and when they're ending; Its like an alarm clock for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weeks sales? Acne Jeans, Judith Ripka and... Nina Ricci! Isn't the internet tragically wonderful? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-2910221177520956927?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2910221177520956927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2910221177520956927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2910221177520956927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2910221177520956927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/greed-is-good-sex-is-easy-youth-is_18.html' title='Greed is good. Sex is easy. Youth is forever.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKnlFOkp4GI/AAAAAAAAANg/hxCGQkjqZBg/s72-c/u_login.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-7063662974445315708</id><published>2008-08-18T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:37:22.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break my neck, its not the first thing you'll regret.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKnczgxtefI/AAAAAAAAANY/QYlHllq_O2A/s1600-h/l_609d7d5099459f5c4da2f751d2433c36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKnczgxtefI/AAAAAAAAANY/QYlHllq_O2A/s400/l_609d7d5099459f5c4da2f751d2433c36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235958819324787186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sexy, haunting voice behind his shy little girl is nothing to be reckoned with; her music really blew me away.  Her lyrics are quirky and smart and the electronic beats and eerie layered background vocals are all done by the lady behind the name &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=400789632"&gt;Earth Eater&lt;/a&gt;, Rebeca Arangoher.  Entering her sophomore at NYU's prestigious school of audio engineering, the Clive David School of Music, I can't wait to watch her grow as a musician.  Keep your ear to the Earth and be sure to check out her &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=400789632"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-7063662974445315708?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7063662974445315708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=7063662974445315708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7063662974445315708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7063662974445315708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/break-my-neck-its-not-first-thing-youll.html' title='Break my neck, its not the first thing you&apos;ll regret.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKnczgxtefI/AAAAAAAAANY/QYlHllq_O2A/s72-c/l_609d7d5099459f5c4da2f751d2433c36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-7936340136052033449</id><published>2008-08-15T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:17:23.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The kind-of love that makes your back hurt, wearing nothing but a t-shirt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKYJ4H9fhnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Ez5-4NnlAUM/s1600-h/tKAiN%2520white%2520pocket%2520full%2520length.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKYJ4H9fhnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Ez5-4NnlAUM/s400/tKAiN%2520white%2520pocket%2520full%2520length.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234882476679071346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The perfect white t-shirt is like, a fashion myth.  They're either too tight or too new and they never seem to stay clean once you do find one.  Luckily for whoever is reading this, I've done the busy work and found the absolutely best white t-shirt on the face of the earth. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Kain t-shirt, found at &lt;a href="http://valleynyc.com/store/product.php?productid=55&amp;amp;cat=1&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Valley NYC&lt;/a&gt;, is the softest, most incredible shirt ever with a slouchy fit and cute little pocket.  Its 10% cashmere, so it feels like butter and is semi-sheer so a black bra looks sexy and chic underneath.  It also comes in v-neck, sans pocket, and a tank version in gray and white.  It'll set you back $78 for the t-shirts and $72 for the tanks, but I promise you, you'll wear your moneys worth.  I bought two just to be on the safe side since red wine + white cashmere = one sad fashionista. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be sure to visit the rest of Valley's website and LES location; they offer in-house bikini waxes which have been boasted as one of the best/most painless waxes in NYC.  Sounds too good to be true? Find out for yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-7936340136052033449?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7936340136052033449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=7936340136052033449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7936340136052033449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7936340136052033449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/greed-is-good-sex-is-easy-youth-is.html' title='The kind-of love that makes your back hurt, wearing nothing but a t-shirt.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKYJ4H9fhnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Ez5-4NnlAUM/s72-c/tKAiN%2520white%2520pocket%2520full%2520length.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2819027305276301672</id><published>2008-08-15T15:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:19:35.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black and white and read all over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKYAoq-A3MI/AAAAAAAAANI/vrtMrR0TIC4/s1600-h/chanel_aw08_paris_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKYAoq-A3MI/AAAAAAAAANI/vrtMrR0TIC4/s400/chanel_aw08_paris_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234872315593940162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It may be August still, and the weather may still be in the mid-80's nearly everyday, but all I can think about is my fall wardrobe and the perfectly accessory for this season; the two-toned Chanel tights. I can't even imagine going out of the house anymore without them. They are the perfect way to spruce up a plain black dress, or a pencil skirt and blouse, or anything at all. I will wear them every single day... as soon as I get a call saying that they're in-stock.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, unfortunately, there is a waiting list, like most amazing things in the world.  This makes me seriously worried about the gates of heaven, but you know what they say.. Good things come to those who wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-2819027305276301672?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2819027305276301672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2819027305276301672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2819027305276301672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2819027305276301672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/black-and-white-and-read-all-over.html' title='Black and white and read all over.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKYAoq-A3MI/AAAAAAAAANI/vrtMrR0TIC4/s72-c/chanel_aw08_paris_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8270786092690246548</id><published>2008-08-15T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:02:38.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing can cure the soul but the sense, just as nothing can cure the sense but the soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKX76OBnaXI/AAAAAAAAANA/cQU_pNEEaJo/s1600-h/brainage_box.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKX76OBnaXI/AAAAAAAAANA/cQU_pNEEaJo/s400/brainage_box.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234867119503927666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like where the world of video games has been taking us lately, like the Wii for example, thats been trying to introduce an interactive element of a gaming by incorporating physical activity with the users choice of program.  Nintendo DS has also come out with a way to make video games less brain washing and more brain... challenging, with &lt;a href="http://www.brainage.com/launch/what.jsp"&gt;Brain Age.&lt;/a&gt; The game features mental exercises for you to keep your mind active.  Born in Japan (naturally) and inspired by the work of neuroscientist Dr. Ryuta Kawashima, the game is designed to stimulate your brain with math games, unscrambling letters and a version that features Sudoku. Brain Age 2 takes it a step further with music theory games and more difficult puzzles than the first. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you're feeling brain-dead and your little bratty brother has a Nintendo DS that he barely uses (and you know he won't miss!) this is your chance to put your mind to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-8270786092690246548?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8270786092690246548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8270786092690246548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8270786092690246548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8270786092690246548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothing-can-cure-soul-but-sense-just-as.html' title='Nothing can cure the soul but the sense, just as nothing can cure the sense but the soul.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKX76OBnaXI/AAAAAAAAANA/cQU_pNEEaJo/s72-c/brainage_box.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-5176966483584934122</id><published>2008-08-14T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:26:21.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be boys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKSU49liqeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/exnKZdF6LDE/s1600-h/rugby_crop_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKSU49liqeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/exnKZdF6LDE/s400/rugby_crop_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234472373236967906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess this all stems from growing up in a household where my mother wore head-to-toe Ralph Lauren, dressed me in floral prints, and has found every possible toile printed furniture item that exists on the face of the earth; I can blame my mother but I truly love preppy-chic.  Not for me, of course. I've spent years cleansing my closet of Lacoste Polo's and pastel cable knit sweaters, but every now and again, I bring out that custom fitted pale blue and white striped button down and I sigh, remembering the good old WASP-y stomping grounds. &lt;div&gt;With this said, I don't really bother to go into the Ralph Lauren stores anymore (mostly because they don't make anything in the color black...) but I wandered into Rugby the other day and truly fell in love.  The emblem blazers, the bright colored collard shirts worn under v-neck sweaters, the dress socks for men.. ughh, I felt like I was looking into my future husbands closet.  Needless to say, &lt;a href="http://www.rugby.com/"&gt;Rugby&lt;/a&gt; just opened up their online store and since I'm a huge advocate of online shopping, (a la parents credit cards) I highly suggest checking it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-5176966483584934122?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5176966483584934122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=5176966483584934122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5176966483584934122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5176966483584934122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys will be boys.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKSU49liqeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/exnKZdF6LDE/s72-c/rugby_crop_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-489584228946674097</id><published>2008-08-11T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:04:23.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He said it was the same for him when he was young.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKCbP3onRbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZJagYSV30SA/s1600-h/blackcurrentgrether.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKCbP3onRbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZJagYSV30SA/s400/blackcurrentgrether.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233353463939155378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And as for me when I was young, I had quite the sweet tooth.  There was a candy store in my neighborhood my father and I used to frequent called Edward Freemans, and it carried every possible type of candy you could imagine; candies that my father had had when he was a kid, candies from other countries, candies that weren't even being made anymore. But whenever we went there, we were sure to leave with a few tins of Grethers Pastilles. These Swedish made hard jelly candies are flavored as either black currants or red currants, and they taste incredible.  The tins are pretty hard to find so your best bet is to order a case online; I guarantee  they will be gone in a week. &lt;div&gt;And apparently Bill Clinton is a fan? All the more reason to suck 'em down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-489584228946674097?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/489584228946674097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=489584228946674097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/489584228946674097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/489584228946674097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-said-it-was-same-for-him-when-he-was.html' title='He said it was the same for him when he was young.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SKCbP3onRbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZJagYSV30SA/s72-c/blackcurrentgrether.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-8114292423088476779</id><published>2008-08-09T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:04:31.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me show you how a real lady drinks her milk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SJ3cIv77v9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/yjxLTUdSF1g/s1600-h/5130428564770_med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SJ3cIv77v9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/yjxLTUdSF1g/s400/5130428564770_med.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232580384939294674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Umm, who knew that &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.co.uk/icat/luella"&gt;Urban Outfitters &lt;/a&gt;was cool in the UK? And had cool stuff like a line for Luella? Well, apparently they do. The line, which is kitschy-kind-of London plaids and ruffles, is still pricey with a sick little blue bomber for $531 US dollars (boo, dollar). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I usually steer clear of the cheaply made, trendy shit that Urban Outfitters puts out (even though it IS a Philly based company) but I like what I see from this collection.  So quick, make friends with a nice British boy and get him to send you sweet UK clothes. No need to worry about Top Shop, it'll be in Soho in September.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-8114292423088476779?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8114292423088476779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=8114292423088476779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8114292423088476779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/8114292423088476779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-me-show-you-how-real-lady-drinks.html' title='Let me show you how a real lady drinks her milk.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SJ3cIv77v9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/yjxLTUdSF1g/s72-c/5130428564770_med.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-11054182602171747</id><published>2008-08-07T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:33:14.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act your age, not your shoe size.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SJt4HBSry4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/r3z5P_T5grg/s1600-h/charr2009812867_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831197085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SJt4HBSry4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/r3z5P_T5grg/s400/charr2009812867_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831197085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231907454122183554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Im usually not a fan of Charlotte Ronson's clothing ( a little too girly for my liking) but I came across these awesome &lt;a href="http://www.shopbop.com/genevieve-platform-sling-back-pump/vp/v=1/845524441825019.htm?folderID=2534374302029428&amp;amp;fm=whatsnew"&gt;shoes&lt;/a&gt; on ShopBop.com that I completely fell in love with. They come in black or a deep purple suede, with a little tassel and an oxford style front, 4'' heel with a 1.5'' covered platform, so they at least look comfortable to walk in. The best part? They're only $194, so you won't feel bad traipsing around the city in them to deliver clothes for your Teen Vogue internship. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-11054182602171747?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/11054182602171747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=11054182602171747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/11054182602171747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/11054182602171747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/act-your-age-not-your-shoe-size.html' title='Act your age, not your shoe size.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SJt4HBSry4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/r3z5P_T5grg/s72-c/charr2009812867_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831197085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3422004106351448054</id><published>2008-08-02T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:21:21.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The walls match our skin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAHdAVOiw6Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAHdAVOiw6Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Amy Winehouse. Aside from having the most soulful and raspy-sexy singing voice, shes a total public crackhead who wears way too much liquid liner.  What's not to love? The other day I was at a restaurant and a version of "To know him is to love him" came on and I later found out its an acoustic version she put out on her B-Side album for Napster. The original, done by the Teddy Bears, is also worth taking a listen to, but her version kills it. &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/7305621146384605602-3422004106351448054?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3422004106351448054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3422004106351448054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3422004106351448054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3422004106351448054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/walls-match-our-skin.html' title='The walls match our skin.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-1174326435071694458</id><published>2008-07-28T15:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:22:58.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There are things you begin to forget when you've been here this long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SI5GvAGL7RI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/L87lXRFQ26M/s1600-h/pictMain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SI5GvAGL7RI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/L87lXRFQ26M/s400/pictMain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228193990717467922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;IM SUCH A BAD LITTLE BLOGGER. Have been on vacation (yes, Im so fucking tan) and writing for a magazine so I'm finding trouble writing for my blog, which is my favorite thing to write for! &lt;div&gt;Anyway, my birthday is coming up and for my birthday dinner I've decided on a place called &lt;a href="http://www.max-ny.com/"&gt;Max&lt;/a&gt;, an incredible little restaurant specializing in seafood/italian food.  Not to mention their excellent pitchers of Sangria ($26).  The best thing about this joint? You can sit outside under the night sky and smoke cigarettes while enjoying your meal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-1174326435071694458?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1174326435071694458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=1174326435071694458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1174326435071694458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/1174326435071694458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-are-things-you-begin-to-forget.html' title='There are things you begin to forget when you&apos;ve been here this long.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SI5GvAGL7RI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/L87lXRFQ26M/s72-c/pictMain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-155437021647444051</id><published>2008-07-16T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:26:02.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People try and hide the night underneath the covers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SH51c_iaIBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FVy5Bqmq3bU/s1600-h/obscurastorefront.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SH51c_iaIBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FVy5Bqmq3bU/s400/obscurastorefront.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223741758748893202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obscura could not be more accurate, for when you find yourself entering into this store filled with odds and ends of another era, you cant help but understand the given name. &lt;a href="http://www.obscuraantiques.com/"&gt;Obscura Antiques&lt;/a&gt;, located on 280 E. 10th street (between first avenue and avenue A), is filled with natural curiosities such as skeletons, drawers filled with dried, dead bugs, birds hung in glass cases and the list goes on.  They even have a collection of victorian clothing that dates back as early as the 1870's and old notebooks filled with god knows what. &lt;div&gt;Be sure to check out the store, and also come check out their exhibit in Earnest Sewn's back room.&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/7305621146384605602-155437021647444051?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/155437021647444051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=155437021647444051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/155437021647444051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/155437021647444051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/07/people-try-and-hide-night-underneath.html' title='People try and hide the night underneath the covers.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SH51c_iaIBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FVy5Bqmq3bU/s72-c/obscurastorefront.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-6439777414017172094</id><published>2008-07-15T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:17:06.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The love's to love the love's to love the love's to love...</title><content type='html'>I have seen Van Morrison a grand total of 3 times in my life; once when I was very young, and I barely remember, once when Max and I went, and just recently again with my father at the Tower Theatre in Philadelphia.  The man is barely 5 feet tall, never shows his face, wears a bowler hat and a navy suit always and doesn't ever address the audience but puts on a pretty amazing performance playing instruments ranging from a mandolin to a harmonica.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, he often uses a phrase in his lyrics, "jelly-roll".  Thanks to google.com, I finally found out that jelly-roll is not a fruit/bread rolled snack, but in fact a jazz singer, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jelly_Roll_Morton"&gt;Jelly Roll Morton&lt;/a&gt;.  The dixie-land, ragtime musician, born in downtown New Orleans, considered himself the "Originator of Jazz" according to his business card. Take a listen to the youtube video I posted below; its no wonder Van references him so often.. his voice is like butter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4n20U8hWHSE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4n20U8hWHSE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-6439777414017172094?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6439777414017172094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=6439777414017172094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6439777414017172094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/6439777414017172094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/07/loves-to-love-loves-to-love-loves-to.html' title='The love&apos;s to love the love&apos;s to love the love&apos;s to love...'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3211497356775217655</id><published>2008-06-30T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:38:41.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats the story, morning glory? Whats the world, humming bird?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGmSC38XsGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/zNQmeLsyA8M/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGmSC38XsGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/zNQmeLsyA8M/s200/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217862221359984738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;From that wild-eyed, New York native who brought you ChompChomp comes a new site for your internet-browsing, lazy ass; &lt;a href="http://www.injoydesign.com"&gt;InjoyDesign.com&lt;/a&gt; will keep you busy for hours.  Built by a creative team of artists and designers, InjoyDesign is set up like the New York Times but appeals to the young creative minds of our generation featuring articles about fashion, technology, graphic design, film and video, and world news written with a goofy twist.  The site is essentially a plethora of random information that would have never been grouped together if it weren't for the men (and women) behind the curtain. Take your time and be sure to injoy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[thanks, &lt;a href="http://dancefloormemoirs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Megan!&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3211497356775217655?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3211497356775217655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3211497356775217655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3211497356775217655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3211497356775217655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-story-morning-glory-whats-world.html' title='Whats the story, morning glory? Whats the world, humming bird?'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGmSC38XsGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/zNQmeLsyA8M/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3006084822777707641</id><published>2008-06-24T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:18:52.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, more bacon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGE6iOHiYNI/AAAAAAAAALw/zHElt2V6fzA/s1600-h/11847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGE6iOHiYNI/AAAAAAAAALw/zHElt2V6fzA/s200/11847.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215514203051417810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I think at this point you all know (or should know) that I. Love. Bacon.  With that being said, I can now die happy because someone decided to finally com out with dental floss that tastes like Bacon. &lt;a href="http://www.mcphee.com/items/11847.html"&gt;Bacon Floss&lt;/a&gt; completes my life, and if you buy it, I think it will complete yours too. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3006084822777707641?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3006084822777707641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3006084822777707641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3006084822777707641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3006084822777707641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-more-bacon.html' title='Yes, more bacon.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGE6iOHiYNI/AAAAAAAAALw/zHElt2V6fzA/s72-c/11847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-5651727432797161195</id><published>2008-06-24T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:07:51.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGE35i6nxbI/AAAAAAAAALo/5K6JFOZdjT4/s1600-h/01032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGE35i6nxbI/AAAAAAAAALo/5K6JFOZdjT4/s400/01032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215511305236497842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know why lately I've been on this seriously board game kick, but I recently remembered my old childhood favorite, &lt;a href="http://www.funagain.com/control/product/~product_id=001032N"&gt;Pretty Pretty Princess&lt;/a&gt;. So I decided to see if it was still available for purchase or if they'd updated my old classic. Low and Behold, I've found the original.  What I remember most about this game was that it was the cause of most of my childhood drama among my girlfriends during our playdates; I also remember only wanting the black ring, which looking back, probably should have been a sign to my parents that I was a problem child.  Maybe Pretty Pretty Princess is deeper than any of us imagined...&lt;div&gt;But still, I want the crown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-5651727432797161195?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5651727432797161195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=5651727432797161195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5651727432797161195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5651727432797161195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/mirror-mirror-on-wall-whos-fairest-of.html' title='Mirror mirror on the wall, who&apos;s the fairest of them all?'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGE35i6nxbI/AAAAAAAAALo/5K6JFOZdjT4/s72-c/01032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-315895918782831883</id><published>2008-06-24T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:17:23.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John, I'm only dancing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGE1UBUkYKI/AAAAAAAAALg/aWuqH3BlojQ/s1600-h/52157.girltalkalbum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGE1UBUkYKI/AAAAAAAAALg/aWuqH3BlojQ/s400/52157.girltalkalbum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215508461540106402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://74.124.198.47/illegal-art.net/__girl__talk___feed__the__anima.ls___/"&gt;GIRL TALK - Feed the Animals.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its all the rage these days to put up a digital download of your new CD and then allow fans to "name their price" and buy the album online. Don't you have your parents credit card memorized? Get on that shit, you lazy fools. &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/7305621146384605602-315895918782831883?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/315895918782831883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=315895918782831883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/315895918782831883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/315895918782831883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-this-pink-ribbon-off-my-eyes.html' title='John, I&apos;m only dancing.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SGE1UBUkYKI/AAAAAAAAALg/aWuqH3BlojQ/s72-c/52157.girltalkalbum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-5375362941477337356</id><published>2008-06-18T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:23:49.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smells like teen spirit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFmJRWFmVHI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ofu0d2RmpEg/s1600-h/spread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFmJRWFmVHI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ofu0d2RmpEg/s400/spread.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213348974737904754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Finding the perfect perfume is like finding the perfect... boyfriend? husband? Maybe not exactly, but I'm definitely over all the bitches that smell like Dolce and Gabbana's Light Blue; Jesus christ, who ever said euro-trash was back in style? &lt;div&gt;Anyway, if you're in constant search for the perfect scent, check out the West Village's little hidden gem, &lt;a href="http://www.aedes.com/home.php"&gt;Aedes De Venustas&lt;/a&gt;. Aedes also features a pretty easy to navigate online site, if you're like me and well, lazy.. but do check out the store if you get the chance.  Its like a perfume sanctuary that I wouldn't recommend to people with allergies.  The store is dimly lit, with deep red and gold accents, antique furniture and of course, walls and walls of perfume! They have brands such as Annick Goutal, Creed, Diptyque and one of my favorites, L'Artisan Parfumeur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The store is also nice for finding a unique gift with their killer selection of candles and room fragrances, or if you're overwhelmed by the choices, they have gift certificates too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be fooled though; finding a great perfume does not mean you can stop wearing deodorant in the dead of summer while you're sitting next to me on the subway. Fuckers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-5375362941477337356?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5375362941477337356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=5375362941477337356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5375362941477337356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/5375362941477337356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/smells-like-teen-spirit.html' title='Smells like teen spirit.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFmJRWFmVHI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ofu0d2RmpEg/s72-c/spread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3695369979718198467</id><published>2008-06-17T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:53:56.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We can and we will.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFgxngiaHWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/SDhPmNfNEnY/s1600-h/three-olives-vodka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFgxngiaHWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/SDhPmNfNEnY/s400/three-olives-vodka.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212971123500260706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;From a marketing perspective, Liquor companies are constantly trying to find a way to make their products stand out; We all know that there are at least 5 types of Vanilla vodka, right?  But, &lt;a href="http://threeolives.com/"&gt;3 Olives Vodka&lt;/a&gt; has done its part in the vodka world to set their product apart from others.  With flavors such as Chocolate, Rootbeer and Tomato vodka and a recipe book to give you ideas as to what to do with these obscure vodka flavors. Now all I need for liquor companies to do is come out with a hang-over-free vodka, and I'll be in alcoholics heaven. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3695369979718198467?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3695369979718198467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3695369979718198467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3695369979718198467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3695369979718198467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-can-and-we-will.html' title='We can and we will.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFgxngiaHWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/SDhPmNfNEnY/s72-c/three-olives-vodka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-7169408921892082088</id><published>2008-06-14T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:00:46.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The kind of love you got, lifts me off my feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFSCHTUDExI/AAAAAAAAALI/hYtPSvASRgI/s1600-h/site_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFSCHTUDExI/AAAAAAAAALI/hYtPSvASRgI/s400/site_logo.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211933730729562898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFSB_SXiJVI/AAAAAAAAALA/6qA1Oxsmop8/s1600-h/spacenk-interior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFSB_SXiJVI/AAAAAAAAALA/6qA1Oxsmop8/s400/spacenk-interior.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211933593036793170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For a babe, one of the best feelings in the world is the feeling you get when you walk out of a good facial.  Whether it be a peel or a soothing wrap, your face feels 5 years younger and definitely better.  But, if you're like me, and unable to sit still through a 90 minute sea-weed wrap facial, you're better off buying products from &lt;a href="http://www.spacenk.com/"&gt;Space &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spacenk.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that have the same results but don't require as much time or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;patience&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Space &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt; has the creme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; la creme of beauty products- featuring the best anti-aging lotions and the best facial cleansers, as long as your willing to dish out the dough.  If you're confused as to what product is best for your skin, go in for a free and painless consultation with one of the qualified beauticians at the SOHO store.  They also provide Eve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lom&lt;/span&gt; facials, which have been raved about by celebrities and everyone else who has had the opportunity to experience them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've only had the pleasure of visiting the SOHO store, which was warm, welcoming, and completely non-pressuring which I appreciate in a cosmetics store.  Be sure to visit them with a decent amount of cash and a very open mind because what they suggest to you is not bullshit- they absolutely know what they're talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-7169408921892082088?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7169408921892082088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=7169408921892082088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7169408921892082088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7169408921892082088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/kind-of-love-you-got-lifts-me-off-my.html' title='The kind of love you got, lifts me off my feet'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFSCHTUDExI/AAAAAAAAALI/hYtPSvASRgI/s72-c/site_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-4361543762012768967</id><published>2008-06-14T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:06:49.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The friction of stars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFR5LuSU66I/AAAAAAAAAK4/K19QH3xtBz8/s1600-h/MixTapeAnimation2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFR5LuSU66I/AAAAAAAAAK4/K19QH3xtBz8/s400/MixTapeAnimation2.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211923911084927906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how this would have made my teenage love-life so much easier- finally a mix-tape without all the hassle of stopping and starting the cd/tape player over and over again to get the perfect mix of the song you wanted.   The &lt;a href="http://www.suck.uk.com/product.php?rangeID=82&amp;amp;showBar=1"&gt;USB mix tape&lt;/a&gt; allows you to put the mp3 files onto a thumb drive and stores it in a cute little "mix tape" container while preserving the novelty of a mix tape, without the issues of whether or not you copied it to the end of the song. &lt;div&gt;Too bad I didn't have this in high school- Indie-Anna's sex life would have been more prosperous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-4361543762012768967?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4361543762012768967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=4361543762012768967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4361543762012768967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/4361543762012768967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/friction-of-stars.html' title='The friction of stars.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SFR5LuSU66I/AAAAAAAAAK4/K19QH3xtBz8/s72-c/MixTapeAnimation2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-7756252928215691311</id><published>2008-06-05T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T09:20:46.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where troubles melt like lemon drops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SEgSUZ-lJtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/6MMzWYeLFfA/s1600-h/mag3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SEgSUZ-lJtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/6MMzWYeLFfA/s400/mag3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208433110834030290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you assholes who decided not to get a job, intern, or take a class this summer, I warn you now: You will be bored. So, if on one of those lonely days where every normal person you know is at work, you should go visit the &lt;a href="http://www.bbg.org/"&gt;Brooklyn Botanical Gardens&lt;/a&gt;. A little heaven in the heart of Brooklyn founded in 1910, the gardens are 52-acres of magic featuring over 10,000 types of plants from all over the globe.  Each month features something new, for example June is Rose month!  Visit the website for more detailed information and directions on how to get there, and then, get a goddamn job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-7756252928215691311?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7756252928215691311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=7756252928215691311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7756252928215691311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/7756252928215691311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-troubles-melt-like-lemon-drops.html' title='Where troubles melt like lemon drops.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SEgSUZ-lJtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/6MMzWYeLFfA/s72-c/mag3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-3296638461887503606</id><published>2008-06-05T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:55:53.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick and stones can break my bones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SEgIx_k3FCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/A-76B554nt8/s1600-h/F07-09+fr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SEgIx_k3FCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/A-76B554nt8/s400/F07-09+fr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208422624026629154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not into the whole S &amp;amp; M thing (I'm a delicate little flower....) BUT I happen to dig the whole bondage look and &lt;a href="http://www.blisslau.com/"&gt;Bliss Lau&lt;/a&gt; nails it and puts a feminine spin on her new jewelry line.  Each piece she makes can be worn several ways and what I like most about it, is that it can spruce up a plain white t-shirt and make it something red-carpet worthy. All handmade in the US of A, most of the pieces made of brass chain and a little bit o'leather, Lau's jewelry appeals to anyone who thinks that jewelry is not just for your ears or neck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-3296638461887503606?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3296638461887503606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=3296638461887503606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3296638461887503606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/3296638461887503606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/stick-and-stones-can-break-my-bones.html' title='Stick and stones can break my bones.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SEgIx_k3FCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/A-76B554nt8/s72-c/F07-09+fr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-363623956826401975</id><published>2008-06-05T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T07:56:35.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I see London, I see France.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SEf-Oopr1SI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JAO3hG19l2k/s1600-h/img_3130as.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SEf-Oopr1SI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JAO3hG19l2k/s400/img_3130as.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208411021461148962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new friend Eddie Newton is the brains behind the style blog &lt;a href="http://www.stylesightings.com/"&gt;StyleSightings.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Newton finds people on the street who he thinks are fashionable, shoots them and then posts them on his site.  He also shoots at party's and events, which is how I met him, after he shot two party's for Earnest Sewn.  Its definitely an awesome idea and well executed site, not to mention its hilarious to see how many of your friends end up on it.  Don't forget to read the catty-comments; reads almost as bad as perezhilton. &lt;a href="http://www.stylesightings.com/"&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/7305621146384605602-363623956826401975?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/363623956826401975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=363623956826401975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/363623956826401975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/363623956826401975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-see-london-i-see-france.html' title='I see London, I see France.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/SEf-Oopr1SI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JAO3hG19l2k/s72-c/img_3130as.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2468265787865155031</id><published>2008-05-29T17:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T17:36:21.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW MUSIC.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the REALLY long break. I am BACK in action because my internet is working and life is swell. I just found out about this artist, Genevieve Waite, and I'm in love! Her voice sounds like any normal female jazz vocalist if they were sucking face with a helium balloon. Check out album &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Romance-Rise-Genevieve-Waite/dp/B0001Q5YCM/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1212107741&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Romance is on the Rise&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3EAEBOlXLQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3EAEBOlXLQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-2468265787865155031?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2468265787865155031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2468265787865155031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2468265787865155031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2468265787865155031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-music.html' title='NEW MUSIC.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305621146384605602.post-2729920897816337702</id><published>2008-05-17T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:17:20.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY.</title><content type='html'>The Restless Movie trailer:&lt;div&gt;peep it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T2fzgW26DiU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T2fzgW26DiU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7305621146384605602-2729920897816337702?l=closethedoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2729920897816337702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7305621146384605602&amp;postID=2729920897816337702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2729920897816337702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305621146384605602/posts/default/2729920897816337702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://closethedoors.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally.html' title='FINALLY.'/><author><name>Miranda the Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365603050946274886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rp7HZA_WhpM/R-vb4vrLBjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBGB4chppgI/S220/n35402576_30666682_8047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
