<?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-8259621717776667299</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:27:37.171-08:00</updated><category term='welcome'/><title type='text'>neon stilettos.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-416522582276662883</id><published>2009-09-27T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T14:05:25.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?! MICHELLE IS BACK???!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=20&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bonjour!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Michelle is back with a new blog! Neon Stilettos is still alive, just I won't be updating until further notice. If you'd like to continue following inspirational photos and the occasional updates on my life, click for my new blog on tumblr: &lt;font size=20&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://glamourtraining.tumblr.com/"&gt;Glamour Training&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; or you can follow me on &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/brutalcupcake"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;. I hope to see you all there! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-416522582276662883?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/416522582276662883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=416522582276662883&amp;isPopup=true' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/416522582276662883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/416522582276662883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf-michelle-is-back.html' title='WTF?! MICHELLE IS BACK???!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-5232721108094730319</id><published>2009-06-14T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:16:11.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold me &amp; love me, just wanna touch you for a minute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2vnoy1g.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://leloveimage.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-thanks-to-photograher-sarah-rhoads.html"&gt;le love&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;  ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone!! How have you been? What are your plans for the summer?? Already have enticing stories to tell? hehe :) Sorry for the simple inspiration photo, I am leaving to New York soon and wanted to make a quick post before my departure. I promise that once my life slows down a bit I will return to being your faithful lil blogger bringing you daily inspiration and an abundance of adoring energy. Until then I hope you will patiently await my return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things that make my smile brighter:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lady Gaga &amp; Marilyn Manson &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2009-06-11-world-premiere-gaga-manson"&gt;love game collaboration&lt;/a&gt;. Finally graduating from high school (Class of '09 ftw~). Knowing I turn 18 this Friday (June 19th!). Being positively coo-coo in love with a fantastic boy and all the adventures we go on. &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/brutalcupcake"&gt;Tweeting&lt;/a&gt;. Receiving flowers. The fact that I'll be in New York in a few hours!. Friday Dungeons &amp; Dragon nights with my brother and friends. Disneyland. Wearing obnoxiousities in my hair (bunny ears, massive bows, etc). Being out all night and sleeping only a few hours during the day. Moving to L.A. July 2nd and school starting at &lt;a href="http://fidm.edu/"&gt;FIDM&lt;/a&gt; July 8th. The sun &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; peeping it's way through this june gloom. Being well aware that I live a truly blessed &amp; beautiful life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-5232721108094730319?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/5232721108094730319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=5232721108094730319&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5232721108094730319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5232721108094730319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/06/hold-me-love-me-just-wanna-touch-you.html' title='Hold me &amp; love me, just wanna touch you for a minute.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/2vnoy1g_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8854232219452879434</id><published>2009-05-17T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:17:00.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon anniversaire! xoxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-41.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=20&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;NEON STILLETOS!!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this blog is already a year old! If you're curious, you can see my first post &lt;a href="http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-you-got-first-aid-kit.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I was going through my old posts in the archives and was fascinated at how my style has evolved, and yet stayed the same? If you're interested I definitely suggest taking a look :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in celebration of my one year marker, I'd like to ask &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; what you'd like to see on the website! :) I'm currently working on moving things over to my own domain and figured this is a wonderful opportunity to hear your suggestions on what you think I should do to expand and/or improve on. Neon Stilettos has generally been a personal blog that presents my latest inspirations and occasionally my random thoughts, but I'd like to begin adding more content to add to the site's appeal. I have plenty of ideas of my own, but please, please let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I also want to thank all of my faithful readers!!&lt;/b&gt; The ones that have been there for a while now, continuously coming back, and in turn, we have been supporting each other. I am enormously grateful and feel quite blessed from the friendships I've made from blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Also a &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HUGE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; thank you to the marvelous &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13760114828916419711"&gt;Valentine&lt;/a&gt;! She is an absolute sweetheart and created the new &amp; divine banner I now have up, which inspired the new color scheme. A new look for a new year~ Thanks again &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. Please let me know if you'd like to trade links!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S. I'm still a &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/brutalcupcake"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; addict~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8854232219452879434?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8854232219452879434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8854232219452879434&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8854232219452879434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8854232219452879434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/05/bon-anniversaire-xoxo.html' title='Bon anniversaire! xoxo'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8229235711044991478</id><published>2009-04-27T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:09:28.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, and the visual is stunning, I hope they document what I'm becoming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-40.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being so bad at updating the blog, I've been so preoccupied with &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/brutalcupcake"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. =P&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/britneyspears"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/SuicideGirls"&gt;Suicide Girls&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/xoBetseyJohnson"&gt;Betsey Johnson&lt;/a&gt; is following me! &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other things distracting me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running. Beautiful spring weather. Planning my summer. The &lt;a href="http://electricdaisycarnival.com/la/lineup.html"&gt;Electric Daisy Carnival&lt;/a&gt; lineup. Boys. Struggling for survival in a house with absolutely no food...and I fail at grocery store shopping. &lt;a href="http://8tracks.com/teamteamwork/the-ocarina-of-rhyme"&gt;The Ocarina of Rhyme&lt;/a&gt; - an amazing hip hop mix to different songs from Ocarina of Time. What I Like About You marathons on TV. Daydreaming. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1PUppAaLCCs&amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;This pole dancer&lt;/a&gt; - how did she do this? I must learn! &lt;a href="http://www.betseyjohnson.com/"&gt;Betsey Johnson store&lt;/a&gt; - I may end up splurging on a bag this week. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ei8Dgsds__A&amp;feature=related"&gt;I Only Wanna Be With You by Samantha Fox&lt;/a&gt; - the video and song is so cute! Looking up pinup photography &amp; searching for garter belts and lingerie. &lt;a href="http://www.lmylife.com/"&gt;LMyLife.com&lt;/a&gt; - the perfect contradiction to FML. Reading &lt;u&gt;The Confederacy of Dunces&lt;/u&gt; for my English class, but I surprisingly like it. This new feeling of empowerment &amp; independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's been distracting you lately? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt; Would anyone be interested in creating a new banner for the blog? I feel like the one I have is too small &amp; too boring. Email (brutal.cupcake@gmail.com) or comment me if you're interested! :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8229235711044991478?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8229235711044991478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8229235711044991478&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8229235711044991478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8229235711044991478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeah-and-visual-is-stunning-i-hope-they.html' title='Yeah, and the visual is stunning, I hope they document what I&apos;m becoming.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-775505971152035339</id><published>2009-04-15T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:06:46.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm walking on sunshine~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-39.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It’s spring fever! When you’ve got it, you want...oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes you heart ache, you want it so!"&lt;/i&gt; -Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i42.tinypic.com/68eb83.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about spring that just completely sends our minds a million miles away from present projects, that fills our minds with flurries of fantasies, and make our heart beats a fluttering? Spring time is about the abundance of sunshine, soaking every ray of light to awaken our hibernating winter bodies. It's about anxiously dipping your toes into a pool, though it isn't exactly hot enough to submerge your whole body into the cold water. It's about shedding layers of unnecessary clothing, experimenting with new looks, and seeing how many new &amp; unique people you can attract into your life. Spring somehow encourages spontaneity, wild flirtation, and lustful romances. It brings out our compassionate side, our connection with Mother Nature &amp; the universe. It encourages us to take risks we wouldn't normally dare to take. Like striking up a conversation with the cute stranger standing behind you in line for coffee, taking a yoga class outdoors, or wearing a pair of fuzzy bunny ears in public. Don't be afraid of being silly, don't be afraid of unfair judgment. The people who hate don't matter, and the people who matter don't hate. Learn to let go of the past. Let all negativity and pain slide off of you like water slides off a duck. Spring is about the new! The opportunities, the encouragement, the passion, the adventure. Take this as a chance to expand your mind, expand your horizons. Read up on topics you've always been interested in...like palm reading, ancient &amp; modern philosophies, or even neuroscience! Get outside, listen to your heart, to the birds, to the wind. Spread some magic, find your calling, show off your sparkling smile. Life is beautiful &amp; you are beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-775505971152035339?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/775505971152035339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=775505971152035339&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/775505971152035339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/775505971152035339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/04/i.html' title='I&apos;m walking on sunshine~'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/68eb83_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-799639005953321611</id><published>2009-04-04T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:53:44.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because I'm hurting, doesn't mean I'm hurt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-38.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how it can take months, at best, to finally put your trust in someone,&lt;br /&gt;put your &lt;i&gt;full&lt;/i&gt; heart in someone. It's funny how, despite your better judgment,&lt;br /&gt;you silence your proper instincts and dismiss it all as paranoia, but&lt;br /&gt;in a matter of mere minutes, it all shatters right before your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The broken pieces of your heart fall to the floor in a neat little pile,&lt;br /&gt;and the only thing you can do is take the time to bend down, sweep them up,&lt;br /&gt;and gently put it all back together. Realizing your mistakes without trying&lt;br /&gt;to punish yourself. Learning so that next time you will know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The truth always comes out. That's just how life works. The universe reveals all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when that truth does come out, it can either fill you up with confidence&lt;br /&gt;and positive energy, or it can utterly break you. I don't feel as sad as I &lt;br /&gt;thought I would be. I am strong, and I have so much potential. All I can do is &lt;br /&gt;continue moving forward, chasing my dreams and never holding back. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to shine so bright.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-799639005953321611?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/799639005953321611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=799639005953321611&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/799639005953321611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/799639005953321611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because-im-hurting-foesnt-mean-im.html' title='Just because I&apos;m hurting, doesn&apos;t mean I&apos;m hurt.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-1506350868835117300</id><published>2009-04-01T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:42:48.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai envie de toi desesperement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-37.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love...&lt;br /&gt;how you accept my weirdness, and that you're weird too&lt;br /&gt;when you give me a dozen quick kisses, i can't help but giggle with delight&lt;br /&gt;how "let's bake cupcakes" has morphed into a codeword for something else&lt;br /&gt;that you put up with my ridiculous insecurities, intoxicated or not&lt;br /&gt;when you randomly text me to ask how my day is going&lt;br /&gt;that we can go out partying or cuddle on the couch and it's never boring&lt;br /&gt;when i catch you looking at me when we're with other people&lt;br /&gt;the way your body feels pressed up against mine&lt;br /&gt;that this is the first time i have ever felt this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-1506350868835117300?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/1506350868835117300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=1506350868835117300&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1506350868835117300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1506350868835117300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/03/jai-envie-de-toi-desesperement.html' title='J&apos;ai envie de toi desesperement.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8946211964388937623</id><published>2009-03-25T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:04:55.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just as dew refreshes the wilting flower, tenderness restores the grieving heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-36.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry for my lack of updates! Can't believe this is only my second post in the month of March! xD My life has been hectic and I just haven't had the time (and to be honest, the motivation) to be a faithful blogger. Things have been getting better, so hopefully I will begin updating more often. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8946211964388937623?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8946211964388937623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8946211964388937623&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8946211964388937623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8946211964388937623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-as-dew-refreshes-wilting-flower.html' title='Just as dew refreshes the wilting flower, tenderness restores the grieving heart.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-701337419696065808</id><published>2009-03-12T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:21:17.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you persist even after I bet you a billion dollars that I'll never love you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Only, I don't know how they got out, dear.&lt;br /&gt;Turn me back into the pet that I was when we met.&lt;br /&gt;I was happier then with no mind-set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you'd 'a took to me like&lt;br /&gt;A gull takes to the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd 'a jumped from my tree&lt;br /&gt;And I'd a danced like the king of the eyesores&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's right when you die, old and bony.&lt;br /&gt;Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Never should have called&lt;br /&gt;But my head's to the wall and I'm lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you'd 'a took to me like&lt;br /&gt;A gull takes to the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd 'a jumped from my tree&lt;br /&gt;And I'd a danced like the king of the eyesores&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,&lt;br /&gt;And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find.&lt;br /&gt;Without a trust or flaming fields am I too dumb to refine?&lt;br /&gt;And if you'd 'a took to me like&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q322n-f3FlU"&gt;New Slang - The Shins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-701337419696065808?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/701337419696065808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=701337419696065808&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/701337419696065808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/701337419696065808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/03/will-you-persist-even-after-i-bet-you.html' title='Will you persist even after I bet you a billion dollars that I&apos;ll never love you?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-6204818547142332168</id><published>2009-02-26T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:46:05.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If this is right then why can't I seem to say what's on my mind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-34.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Your flirt finds me out&lt;br /&gt;Teases the crack in me&lt;br /&gt;Smittens me with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly maybe probably love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I definitely enjoy solitude&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind perhaps&lt;br /&gt;Spending little time with you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly maybe probably love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty excites me&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;Who knows whats going to happen?&lt;br /&gt;Lottery or car crash&lt;br /&gt;Or you'll join a cult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably maybe possibly love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon petit vulcan&lt;br /&gt;You're eruptions and disasters&lt;br /&gt;I keep calm&lt;br /&gt;Admiring your lava&lt;br /&gt;I keep calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly maybe probably love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electric shocks?&lt;br /&gt;I love them!&lt;br /&gt;With you dozen a day&lt;br /&gt;But after a while I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Where's that love you promised me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly maybe probably love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you offer me love like that?&lt;br /&gt;My hearts burned&lt;br /&gt;How can you offer me love like that?&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly maybe probably love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we broke up&lt;br /&gt;I'm using lipstick again&lt;br /&gt;I suck my tongue&lt;br /&gt;In remembrance of you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VaXwctD9DX4&amp;feature=related"&gt;Possibly Maybe - Björk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-6204818547142332168?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/6204818547142332168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=6204818547142332168&amp;isPopup=true' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6204818547142332168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6204818547142332168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-this-is-right-then-why-cant-i-seem.html' title='If this is right then why can&apos;t I seem to say what&apos;s on my mind?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8361918408164355111</id><published>2009-02-22T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:08:39.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and me are the disease and the germs are spreading.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-33.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in such a strange mood, not necessarily in a bad way. Lately I feel like I've been living reality in my own kind of dream, everything is backwards and upside down, and I'm just kind of gliding through it all. Maybe it's because I'm graduating in June, and will be starting my life on my own in July...and everything now is just mundane. I'm here in my Neverland, simply waiting to escape to the next fantasy, to live the life I was meant to live. I'm very excited for the future, but as for the present...nothing feels like it's actually happening. I'm inspired by strange, unexpected, almost creepy things, and see beauty where people generally overlook. I suppose it's similar to the line "beauty in the breakdown". I feel damaged and yet...more like in my cocoon waiting to break out. I don't know, but I do promise I'm completely sober...just trying to figure out my own thoughts and feelings haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely separate and random note; if you have &lt;b&gt;twitter&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/brutalcupcake"&gt;follow me&lt;/a&gt;! :) Don't have twitter? &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/home"&gt;You have to get an account&lt;/a&gt;, it's addicting and also a great way to network~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random note: 2 songs I can't stop listening to; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5LmSiNdNuY"&gt;Suffocated Love - Tricky&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HB6ZUda0Vxs"&gt;Book of the Month - Lovage&lt;/a&gt;. I feel like they really capture the weirdness of my mood :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8361918408164355111?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8361918408164355111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8361918408164355111&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8361918408164355111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8361918408164355111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-and-me-are-disease-and-germs-are.html' title='you and me are the disease and the germs are spreading.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-4629823749287008932</id><published>2009-02-15T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:44:59.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for every night I dream, the more I do believe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-32.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my two week absence! A lot has been going on, and I just couldn't bring myself to post. I'm sure it's obvious that my photo collages are based on my personal inspiration of the moment, so when I'm not feeling very good, there isn't any inspiration to post. I had to deal with an overwhelming amount of school work, boy drama, and then I caught an awful fever. Everything is better now though, but I'll spare you guys the details :) I have learned: 1. Not to be so quick to trust people, but those that have proven their loyalties I treasure deeply. 2. The quote, "Never give up someone you can't go a day without thinking about", is absolutely true. 3. A "to-do" list makes everything seem a little more bearable. 4. I need to pay more attention to if I'm getting the proper nutrition, not just snacking on cupcakes, but making sure I am eating enough fruits and vegetables. 5. I have become addicted to working out and fat-free yoplait yogurt :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song makes me feel so happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2OSiQzlsFOU&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/2OSiQzlsFOU&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the mall yesterday, and when I walked past the MAC store I actually saw the hello kitty Chippendales dancer from this video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SInPXQCBQ7s&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/SInPXQCBQ7s&amp;hl=en&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/8259621717776667299-4629823749287008932?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/4629823749287008932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=4629823749287008932&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4629823749287008932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4629823749287008932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-every-night-i-dream-more-i-do.html' title='for every night I dream, the more I do believe...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-7587606170909235634</id><published>2009-02-03T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:02:26.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>want to ignore this hesitation, but i just need a little confirmation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liking a boy is like riding a roller coaster that never seems to end. Sometimes it's exhilarating, but other times it just makes you feel sick. I've never been so crazy for someone, and yet never been so insecure.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I wanna be your illusion, be you illusion,&lt;br /&gt;To make you happy tonight...&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this trip with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your emotion, be your emotion,&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you turn off the light?&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how we could be living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why we have no limits, &lt;br /&gt;Everything we do is timed, to find out who we are,&lt;br /&gt;We won't stop playing this special game of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we get together, the time is running,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your dream that you'll remember over and over...&lt;br /&gt;If only you tried me, if only you touched me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=YWsewaRhw4M"&gt;illusion - benny benassi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-7587606170909235634?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/7587606170909235634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=7587606170909235634&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7587606170909235634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7587606170909235634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/02/want-to-ignore-this-hesitation-i-just.html' title='want to ignore this hesitation, but i just need a little confirmation.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8130153886494092743</id><published>2009-01-24T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:22:16.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe we'll shine forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iloveyoumorethanblank.com/"&gt;I Love You More Than ____&lt;/a&gt; is such a cute website! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're like me and absolutely addicted to the fast-paced bass of House or Happy Hardcore music, then check out &lt;a href="http://www.di.fm/"&gt;Di.fm&lt;/a&gt;, an online radio website that will absolutely indulge any craving for dem dirty, nasty beatz. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are really impressed, follow the banner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capwiz.com/saveinternetradio/alert_9738601.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.savenetradio.org/banner/300x250-black.gif" width="300" height="250" alt="SaveNetRadio.org" title="SaveNetRadio.org" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8130153886494092743?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8130153886494092743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8130153886494092743&amp;isPopup=true' title='48 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8130153886494092743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8130153886494092743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/01/maybe-well-shine-forever.html' title='Maybe we&apos;ll shine forever.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-833858663399626377</id><published>2009-01-20T20:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:40:37.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my shining light when darkness captures me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-29.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was certainly a roller coaster! I woke up this morning with a start at 4 in the morning, as if from an awful nightmare (though I can't remember my dream). Despite all attempts, I couldn't fall back asleep, so I just took a shower and relaxed on my bed in a daze. A very dark shadow edged it's way into my thoughts, something I could not shake off but it was a dreadful foreboding. I got dressed and into the car and figured I'd just forget about it as the day continued. As I was stopped at a red light on my way to school, BOOM, my car was jerked forward, and then another thrust. Shit. I've been hit. My hands shaked uncontrollably and I desperately tried to hide my stuttering voice, but I immediately went with my responsibilities. 911 was called, along with my father, information exchanged. He was very nice, but my car looks like absolute shit unfortunately. After a series of various other unfortunate and utterly stressful events the day basically concludes with, my car is in bad shape and my mom refuses to help me out with college tuition. (For those that are unaware, I have a horrible relationship with my mother, my motivation for living was going to college in LA, but apparently we cannot afford my sweet escape.)&lt;br /&gt;However, the day wasn't all bad. After my mom's sudden outburst of hate towards me (generally there is some sort of warning), I drove to a nearby park and cried. It's been a long time since I had a good cry, and it was actually quite relieving. I texted my "lover", (I don't know what to call him lmao xD), and we ended up spending an hour or so together, basically drove around, blasting techno, and went to the same park where I had my break down as a way to replace the place with a better memory lol. When we aren't together, he completely confuses me. But when we are together, it feels like everything is just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I found this mix of "happy hardcore" techno music, check it out if you're interested :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJqQJ4p_p4M&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/UJqQJ4p_p4M&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/8259621717776667299-833858663399626377?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/833858663399626377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=833858663399626377&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/833858663399626377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/833858663399626377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-are-my-shining-light-when-darkness.html' title='You are my shining light when darkness captures me.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2539701161435835729</id><published>2009-01-11T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:53:41.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-28.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-28.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i39.tinypic.com/mhabk5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just to update my faithful readers, I broke up with the boyf last week. I don't miss him in the slightest bit, and honestly I am much happier being single, but apparently he is still hung up. Oh well? I am still positively crazy for this other guy (one lustful posts are dedicated to), but so are like ten other girls, and I fear that I am just another hoe on his list. Nonetheless, I'm going to do my best to stand out from the others, and maybe he'll give me a chance? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I should heed the advice in this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well you can fall in love&lt;br /&gt;You could find mister right&lt;br /&gt;You will spend all your time&lt;br /&gt;to keep him in sight&lt;br /&gt;You gotta take a hold of your life&lt;br /&gt;Come with me&lt;br /&gt;Be single for a while&lt;br /&gt;Have some fun and be free"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=50445498"&gt;the single life - sarina paris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2539701161435835729?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2539701161435835729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2539701161435835729&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2539701161435835729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2539701161435835729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/01/necessity-is-placed-upon-me-knowing-you.html' title='necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/mhabk5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-1273272301837580561</id><published>2009-01-06T02:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T02:56:22.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vos es meus letalis sin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-26.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-26.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cruel device,&lt;br /&gt;Your blood, like ice,&lt;br /&gt;One look could kill,&lt;br /&gt;My pain, your thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love you but I better not touch.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you but my senses tell me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss you but I want it too much.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison.&lt;br /&gt;You're poison running through my veins,&lt;br /&gt;You're poison...I don't wanna break these chains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mouth so hot,&lt;br /&gt;Your web, I'm caught,&lt;br /&gt;Your skin, so wet,&lt;br /&gt;Black lace on sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you calling and it's needles and pins.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna touch you but you're under my skin.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison.&lt;br /&gt;You're poison running through my veins,&lt;br /&gt;You're poison...I don't wanna break these chains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running deep inside my veins...&lt;br /&gt;Poison burning deep inside my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;poison - groove coverage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-1273272301837580561?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/1273272301837580561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=1273272301837580561&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1273272301837580561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1273272301837580561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/01/vos-es-meus-letalis-sin.html' title='vos es meus letalis sin.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-5440617318218857748</id><published>2009-01-03T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:00:05.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-27.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a year of constant smiles, tender affection, stolen kisses, and tingling sensations. A year of playful dreaming, overflowing inspirations, luscious cupcakes, and living out even your most secret fantasy.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the unicorn mask pictured above with my sister, she went for a more electric, feathered look hehe. I think it's becoming a tradition to go to &lt;a href="http://www.michaels.com/art/online/home"&gt;Micheal's&lt;/a&gt; with whatever money we can find after a blow-out with our mum and just make some random art project, last time we made little stuffed animals. xD Anyway, here's how they turned out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/unicorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the outfit I wish I could have worn for New Years lol:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/unicorn_for_new_years/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=5526579"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkJMOHZMVTNXM1JHNm92Y0lwZVhFTFEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Unicorn for New Years" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-5440617318218857748?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/5440617318218857748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=5440617318218857748&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5440617318218857748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5440617318218857748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2403470635528163374</id><published>2008-12-29T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:59:10.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my affection, well it comes and goes, I need direction to perfection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-25.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-25.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family life getting me down and my supposed boyf isn't much help at all. He's very awkward when it comes to these things, but perhaps it's because he comes from such a sheltered, happy, together family. Isn't a bad thing, just apparently makes it hard for him to understand where I am coming from, or reach out emotionally, or put in any input whatsoever. He says absolutely nothing after I confess a suppressed rant on family drama. &lt;i&gt;Nothing&lt;/i&gt;. After a few awkward moments of silence, he managed to say "That sucks". *sigh* I need a man to protect me and love me in this stage of my life, not a boy I have to teach how to be a decent lover. Thankfully &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; is capable of picking up the boyf's slack...(perhaps now the poem in the post below makes more sense?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2403470635528163374?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2403470635528163374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2403470635528163374&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2403470635528163374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2403470635528163374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-affection-well-it-comes-and-goes-i.html' title='my affection, well it comes and goes, I need direction to perfection.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-4530806725321166632</id><published>2008-12-24T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:29:50.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>je vous veux mais nous ne pouvons pas être ensemble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-24.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-24.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you,&lt;br /&gt;I ache for your attention&lt;br /&gt;Crave it like a drug&lt;br /&gt;Try to hide my envy of her.&lt;br /&gt;When I am with you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to let go&lt;br /&gt;You stimulate my mind, body, and soul.&lt;br /&gt;I must remember, you don't belong to me and I don't belong to you,&lt;br /&gt;You have the key to my heart yet I'm forbidden to give it to you.&lt;br /&gt;This constant back and fourth,&lt;br /&gt;Makes my head dizzy and my heart sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel utter affection&lt;br /&gt;Whereas other times I feel annoyance.&lt;br /&gt;When I am with you,&lt;br /&gt;I feel content with the world&lt;br /&gt;But out of sight out of mind.&lt;br /&gt;I must remember, I belong to you and you belong to me,&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly I give you the key.&lt;br /&gt;This constant back and fourth,&lt;br /&gt;Makes my head dizzy and my heart sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do&lt;br /&gt;when there is no fine line&lt;br /&gt;between right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;between lust and love&lt;br /&gt;when you get so caught up&lt;br /&gt;you loose your perspective&lt;br /&gt;you loose yourself&lt;br /&gt;and you know your options,&lt;br /&gt;but you can't bring yourself to think about them,&lt;br /&gt;since none of them will end favorably,&lt;br /&gt;so you stall for time,&lt;br /&gt;continue to accept mediocrity&lt;br /&gt;and suppress your passion for another,&lt;br /&gt;praying the day that it all back fires never comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not that it really matters, but I wrote the above poem/rant. Can you guess the scenario I'm in? lol ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-4530806725321166632?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/4530806725321166632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=4530806725321166632&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4530806725321166632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4530806725321166632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/12/je-vous-veux-mais-nous-ne-pouvons-pas.html' title='je vous veux mais nous ne pouvons pas être ensemble.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-671246825256918644</id><published>2008-12-16T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T18:13:32.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>c’est toi que je veux voir, que je veux voir ce soir.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-23.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-23.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling this heart racing sort of lust that is beginning to get dangerous...I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-671246825256918644?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/671246825256918644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=671246825256918644&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/671246825256918644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/671246825256918644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/12/cest-toi-que-je-veux-voir-que-je-veux.html' title='c’est toi que je veux voir, que je veux voir ce soir.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2678825818172658386</id><published>2008-12-14T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:54:06.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've got to promise not to stop when I say when.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt; I'm on a mission to loose some excess pounds, does anyone have any tips or know of any online communities? I've been trying to find a good website that allows you to keep track of your progress, but also lets you chat with other people for motivation and what not. :) I'm not sure about my exact weight since the scale terrifies me, but it's around 140 lbs and I'm about 5'2", so eventually I'd like to get back down to 120, though I do realize it'll take some time. I also realize that healthy eating and exercise is just about all I need, I just wanted to know if any of you had any tips in making the process a tad bit easier so I'm less likely to fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2678825818172658386?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2678825818172658386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2678825818172658386&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2678825818172658386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2678825818172658386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/12/youve-got-to-promise-not-to-stop-when-i.html' title='you&apos;ve got to promise not to stop when I say when.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-1270085067886632942</id><published>2008-12-11T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:30:29.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayez besoin de moi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-22.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-22.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are improving with the boyf :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-1270085067886632942?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/1270085067886632942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=1270085067886632942&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1270085067886632942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1270085067886632942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/12/venez-avec-moi-et-aimez-moi-pour_11.html' title='ayez besoin de moi.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-1298182451628181968</id><published>2008-12-09T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:44:49.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oops I did it again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-21.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-21.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to feel that relationships are overrated. We're still together, but I'm not sure if I want it to keep going. He isn't putting any effort whatsoever to be remotely romantic or selfless, and honestly, I don't think I want to waste my time. I'd rather go back to being single and just flirting with everyone without care, instead of having to restrain myself so I can be devoted in a relationship that lacks spontaneity and doesn't even give me butterflies. We'll see what happens I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-1298182451628181968?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/1298182451628181968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=1298182451628181968&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1298182451628181968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1298182451628181968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/12/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='oops I did it again.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3416372645955521337</id><published>2008-12-08T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:45:44.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>souhaitent sur une étoile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/62f91e8.gif" align="right"&gt; Everyone seemed to be posting holiday wishlists, so I figured I would indulge myself in selfish desires. I got a tad more carried away than previously anticipated, but here are some random items that I am secretly lusting for. I don't plan on getting any of them since I haven't exactly told anyone (all I am telling my parents what I want for Christmas is for them to stop wasting money on their divorce and save up for my &lt;a href="http://fidm.edu/academics/majors/fashion-design/tuition.html"&gt;college tuition&lt;/a&gt;), but all the same it's fun to look things up online and dream of possessing them! And who knows, at this rate I'll probably add more to the list...especially seeing how I am &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt;procrastinating my AP government reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; Madame Rouge &lt;a href="http://www.madamerouge.com.au/products/diamante-handcuffs.html"&gt;Diamante Handcuffs&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;(I love how &lt;a href="http://galadarling.com/article/daily-outfit-8th-december-2008"&gt;Gala&lt;/a&gt; turned hers into an accessory!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; trashydeluxe's &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=11090134"&gt;filthy necklace&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;(I love how it looks so pretty, but close up it's slightly naughty.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; Mod Cloth &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/store/Womens/Accessories/Socks+and+Tights/Moulin+Rouge+Tights"&gt;Moulin Rouge Tights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; Mod Cloth &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/store/Womens/Accessories/Socks+and+Tights/Corsage+Socks"&gt;Corsage Socks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; Madame Rouge's &lt;a href="http://www.madamerouge.com.au/products/ohmibod-personal-massager-for-ipod.html"&gt;OhMiBod&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;(&lt;b&gt;*blush*&lt;/b&gt; You have to admit, it sounds enticing!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; Tokyomade's &lt;a href="http://www.tokyomade.com/product_info.php?products_id=1076"&gt;Chocolate Bag Charm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; Tokyomade's &lt;a href="http://www.tokyomade.com/product_info.php?products_id=1074"&gt;Sweet Necklace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; &lt;a href="http://fredflare.com/customer/product.php?productid=4442&amp;cat=103"&gt;Influence by Mary-Kate &amp; Ashley Olsen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; fredflare's &lt;a href="http://fredflare.com/customer/product.php?productid=3624&amp;cat=252"&gt;Disney treasure chest ring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; fredflare's &lt;a href="http://fredflare.com/customer/product.php?productid=3470&amp;cat=252#"&gt;Gemini zodiac hoops&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; fredflare's &lt;a href="http://fredflare.com/customer/product.php?productid=3204&amp;cat=252"&gt;Disney Magic Castle pendant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; paraphernalia's &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18411255"&gt;Wonderland White Rabbit Necklace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; paraphernalia's &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18381118"&gt;Vetements Polka Dot Bow Necklace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; Q-Pot's &lt;a href="http://shop.q-pot.jp/cgi-bin/omc?req=PRODUCT&amp;ett=20081114135706852897000000&amp;parentpage=13272501&amp;hier=20080624021652196985000000"&gt;Eat Me&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://shop.q-pot.jp/cgi-bin/omc?req=PRODUCT&amp;ett=20081114115845539615000000&amp;parentpage=13274360&amp;hier=20080624021652196985000000"&gt;Drink Me&lt;/a&gt; necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; Sanrio's &lt;a href="http://shop.sanrio.com/hello-kitty-zodiac-necklace/57298-200709,default,pd.html"&gt;Gemini zodiac Hello Kitty necklace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; HealingHeart's &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=10020144"&gt;Sweet Stripey Lolita Hat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; Anna Lou Of London's &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Anna-Lou/Anna-Lou-Of-London-Metallic-Bow-Over-Body-Bag/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=469096&amp;cid=5314&amp;clr=Blue&amp;sh=0"&gt;Metallic Bow Over Body Bag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; Anna Lou Of London's &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Asos/Asos-Patent-Bow-Belt/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=395176&amp;cid=4174&amp;clr=Black&amp;sh=0"&gt;Patent Bow Belt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; ASOS's &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Asos/Asos-Small-Bow-Ring/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=458328&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Gold&amp;sh=0"&gt;Small Bow Ring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; ASOS's &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Asos/Asos-Satin-Bow-Hairclip/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=425706&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Black&amp;sh=0"&gt;Satin Bow Hairclip&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Asos/Asos-Satin-Corsage-Wide-Headband/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=425704&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Black&amp;sh=0"&gt;Satin Corsage Wide Headband&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Jon-Richard/Jon-Richard-Bow-Thin-Metal-Head-Band/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=300766&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=SilverCrystal&amp;sh=0"&gt;Bow Thin Metal Headband&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Johnny-Loves-Rosie/Johnny-Loves-Rosie-Double-Bow-Headband/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=413881&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Black&amp;sh=0"&gt;Double Bow Headband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; ASOS's &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Lindsay-Lohan/Disney-Couture/Disney-Couture-14Ct-Gold-Plate-Fairest-Of-Them-All-Necklace/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=172044&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Gold&amp;sh=0"&gt;"Fairest Of Them All"&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Asos/Asos-Long-Swallows-And-Cut-Out-Detail-Necklace/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=458370&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Gold&amp;sh=0"&gt;Long Swallows and Cut-Out Detail&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Asos/Asos-Metal-Bow-And-Enamel-Flower-Double-Row-Necklace/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=460244&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Gold&amp;sh=0"&gt;Metal Bow And Enamel Flower Double Row&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Asos/Asos-Unicorn-And-Star-Pendant-Necklace/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=327900&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Silver&amp;sh=0"&gt;Unicorn And Star Pendant&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Asos/Asos-Long-Rocking-Horse-Pendant-Necklace/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=388505&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Gold&amp;sh=0"&gt;Long Rocking Horse Pendant&lt;/a&gt; necklaces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; ASOS's &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Disaya/Disaya-Forget-Me-Not-Bangle/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=265040&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Black&amp;sh=0"&gt;"Forget Me Not"&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Disney-Couture/Disney-Couture-Tinkerbell-Think-Wonderful-Thoughts-Bangle/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=235378&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=BlackGold&amp;sh=0"&gt;"Think Wonderful Thoughts"&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Jessica-Kagan-Cushman/Jessica-Kagan-Cushman-Fashion-Can-Be-Bought-But-Style-One-Must-Possess-As-Seen-On-Paris-Hilton/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=432183&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Ivory&amp;sh=0"&gt;"Fashion Can Be Bought But Style One Must Possess"&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Jessica-Kagan-Cushman/Jessica-Kagan-Cushman-Truly-Fabulous-People-Never-Get-Dressed-Before-Lunchtime/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=432177&amp;cid=4175&amp;clr=Red&amp;sh=0"&gt;"Truly Fabulous People Never Get Dressed Before Lunchtime"&lt;/a&gt; bangles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/bow.jpg"&gt; stoopidgerl's &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=19027860"&gt;Sweet Alice&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18932380"&gt;Run Alice Run&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16289758"&gt;Pink Lady&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=13864929"&gt;Sweets Galore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18723041"&gt;I Heart Unicorns&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18696171"&gt;Some Bunny Loves Cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16110464"&gt;Key To Your Heart&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18049267"&gt;Pink Cuppycake&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18453206"&gt;Bubble Tea&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18416372"&gt;Honey Bun&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18376290"&gt;Drink Me&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=15417553"&gt;Smitten&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=19078029"&gt;Pink Shroom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=19027952"&gt;She Lost Her Way&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18949893"&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18707525"&gt;Hey Mr. DJ&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18707305"&gt;Pretty Kitty&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18164424"&gt;Strawberries and Cream Dream&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=17983478"&gt;Another Little Red Riding Hood&lt;/a&gt; necklaces&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3416372645955521337?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3416372645955521337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3416372645955521337&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3416372645955521337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3416372645955521337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/12/wish-upon-star.html' title='souhaitent sur une étoile.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/icons/th_62f91e8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3059138290859882042</id><published>2008-12-07T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:59:22.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why stop dreaming when you wake up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-20.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3059138290859882042?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3059138290859882042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3059138290859882042&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3059138290859882042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3059138290859882042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-stop-dreaming-when-you-wake-up.html' title='Why stop dreaming when you wake up?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-4226751838963112084</id><published>2008-12-05T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:54:07.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's as if I'm playing with fire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-19.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-19.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it took me a shorter time than I had previously assumed to get ready for my date tonight, so what better way to spend the time than by blogging? :)&lt;br /&gt;My hair won't cooperate and out of all nights, this is the night my skin decides to break out. I figured it'd be better distracting myself here than picking at every detail on myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-4226751838963112084?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/4226751838963112084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=4226751838963112084&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4226751838963112084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4226751838963112084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-as-if-im-playing-with-fire.html' title='It&apos;s as if I&apos;m playing with fire.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3773249201573899592</id><published>2008-12-02T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:05:36.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crush me baby i'm all ears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-18.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-18.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cold today and I was totally unprepared! I realized I don't own a pair of jeans and most of my tops are thin from the summer. Unfortunately I am still completely broke. Well, better start making my own things until I get a job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt; Neon Stilettos got a mini makeover :) I want a new banner/color scheme and everything but MS Paint is slightly restricting on creating attractive images.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3773249201573899592?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3773249201573899592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3773249201573899592&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3773249201573899592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3773249201573899592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/12/crush-me-baby-im-all-ears.html' title='crush me baby i&apos;m all ears.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3780889200888932468</id><published>2008-11-30T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T08:47:41.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and in that moment i swear we were infinite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-17.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemini horoscope for today:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatever &lt;u&gt;held you back recently has changed&lt;/u&gt; enough that it's no longer the problem that it was. Surprisingly, the restraint may originate within you, even if it manifested externally. But try not to get lost in philosophical explorations; there's too much that must get done. &lt;u&gt;Control your thoughts by controlling your actions&lt;/u&gt;. Eliminating non-essential activities can quickly get your day back on track.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tarot.com/google/?code=google-ig&amp;feature=rss-horo-more&amp;sign=3"&gt;tarot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer &lt;u&gt;holding back&lt;/u&gt;. I've had the chance to get to know this boy more and I couldn't be more delighted, and without fear holding me back I feel positively coo coo for him! And I was able to &lt;u&gt;control my actions&lt;/u&gt; of physical temptations as I simply enjoy his company and for now that is all we need. I love how these are so accurate! Not to mention that he is just full of inspiration for me. It's sweet because he doesn't mock my dreams and fantasies, but rather embraces them. How many guys let you run around Toys R Us looking at unicorn stuffed animals and listening as you ramble on about how you want a Wonderland themed tea party? And this feeling of affection, yet such freedom is liberating and exhilarating. I feel very lucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3780889200888932468?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3780889200888932468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3780889200888932468&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3780889200888932468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3780889200888932468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-that-moment-i-swear-we-were-infinite.html' title='and in that moment i swear we were infinite.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2014304142204724990</id><published>2008-11-28T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:41:16.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If everything could ever feel this real forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=iinspiration-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/iinspiration-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2014304142204724990?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2014304142204724990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2014304142204724990&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2014304142204724990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2014304142204724990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-everything-could-ever-feel-this-real.html' title='If everything could ever feel this real forever...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-5252725255770413688</id><published>2008-11-27T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:10:59.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can it feel this wrong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=iinspiration.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/iinspiration.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine having a closet full of pretty white dresses full of lace and tulle?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-5252725255770413688?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/5252725255770413688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=5252725255770413688&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5252725255770413688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5252725255770413688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-can-it-feel-this-wrong.html' title='How can it feel this wrong?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2534151114355782157</id><published>2008-11-26T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:49:43.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I play tough as nails with my heart on my sleeve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-16.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving in advanced to all my American and even non-American readers. I think it's a good time for all of us to reflect on the blessings in our lives. Sure, we all have our obstacles and difficulties, some have it worse than others, but I'm sure there is something we all can be thankful for. That something that motivates you to get up in the morning, or that goal that you strive for that gets you through your day. Be sure to stuff up on delicious foods, and perhaps take the time in helping those who aren't as fortunate as yourself. And if you're interested at all, &lt;a href="http://getactive.peta.org/campaign/p2_turkey_investigation?c=11m"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to take a look at the reality of the turkey industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of some of the things I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Friends.&lt;/b&gt; I know it's cliche, but honestly the friends I have made recently and those that I've known for so long are truly amazing support. They are genuinely good and sweet people and I don't think I could have made the progress I have made in being a better person without them.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Family.&lt;/b&gt; They have put up with a lot of crap from me, especially my sister and my father, and for that I am eternally thankful. They are compassionate and understanding and I am so grateful to have such a strong backbone in my family.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Music.&lt;/b&gt; Nothing like both your car speakers and your laptop speakers breaking that makes you realize just how powerful music truly is. I absolutely miss listening to techno in my car, or zoning out to music while working on my laptop, and it makes me grateful because music is a typical passion we all share, one that influences the soul and, if it's especially good, makes my heart race and body shake.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Inspiration in fantasies.&lt;/b&gt; It's truly a great thing to be inspired, and better to have such a broad motivational topic that I feel I can never run out. I am deeply passionate about fantasies and find everyone’s to be quite fascinating, my own to be my most favorite, of course. Whether it be pretending you are a fairy tale princess or perhaps just envisioning yourself in your dream career. It's so important to dream, to believe, and then in turn, to accomplish. It's something that has helped me get out of the rut in my life and be able to look forward in my life with anticipation and excitement, not to mention motivation to begin my adventures now rather than wait for it to come to me.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Life itself.&lt;/b&gt; I am thankful for my life. For my opportunities, for my brain, for my intelligence, for my body, for my health, for my lovers and acquaintances, for all the people that have influenced me, for the passions in my life, for all the events in my life, good or bad, that helped me learn and better myself, for my ability to have freedom and opinions, and not be persecuted for it. I am thankful for my life and I cannot wait what life has in store for me in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2534151114355782157?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2534151114355782157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2534151114355782157&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2534151114355782157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2534151114355782157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-play-tough-as-nails-with-my-heart-on.html' title='I play tough as nails with my heart on my sleeve.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2562933089195109650</id><published>2008-11-23T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:33:48.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our shadows taller than our soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration has returned and I'm so excited! It's still focused around fantasy, but I can feel a new sort of rocker edge to my style. Not a total transformation, as I still want to wear my tights, skirts and heels, but instead pairing it with a band shirt and sex-tousled hair. Perhaps influenced by my latest crush? :) He definitely has an 80's rock look to him...hehe I'll write details if anything evolves, I'm still trying to restrain my excitement! Anyway, I just hope my closet can keep up...unfortunately my budget is even lower than usual as my parents' divorce is beginning to get worse. I need a job! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Btw; I took the picture of the cheshire cat sign in front of the Alice in Wonderland ride in Disneyland on Friday! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2562933089195109650?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2562933089195109650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2562933089195109650&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2562933089195109650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2562933089195109650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-shadows-taller-than-our-soul.html' title='Our shadows taller than our soul.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-5349709225300736459</id><published>2008-11-22T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:22:48.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you live to be a 100, I want to live to be a 100 minus 1 day so I never have to live without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/100.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neon Stilettos has been alive and well for about six months now, and I have finally reached the 100th post marker! :) I will begin posting some more again, I have actually missed posting my weekly-or-so inspirational collages. So, welcome back NS and here's to another 100 posts! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-5349709225300736459?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/5349709225300736459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=5349709225300736459&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5349709225300736459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5349709225300736459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-100th-post-d.html' title='If you live to be a 100, I want to live to be a 100 minus 1 day so I never have to live without you.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-9024408058901923719</id><published>2008-11-12T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:55:10.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me a love that will last forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone! Sorry for not being a faithful blogger like I once was...but to be honest, life has finally begun to speed up for me. I feel like my social life has suddenly exploded and out of nowhere everyone wants to hang out with me. Not to mention weekends are being filled way in advanced, which is actually pretty rad :] I was getting kind of bored of just wasting my life in front of the TV, and just casually browsing blog pages, utterly bored and exhausted of everything and everyone. So anyway, sorry about not blogging daily, and I suppose I'm on a brief &lt;b&gt;hiatus&lt;/b&gt; until I get the motivation to continue blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-9024408058901923719?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/9024408058901923719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=9024408058901923719&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/9024408058901923719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/9024408058901923719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-sorry-for-not-being.html' title='give me a love that will last forever.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8716844805305903833</id><published>2008-11-04T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:10:08.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>someday i'll fly away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8716844805305903833?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8716844805305903833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8716844805305903833&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8716844805305903833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8716844805305903833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/11/someday-ill-fly-away.html' title='someday i&apos;ll fly away.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-5007369499361526409</id><published>2008-10-26T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:07:05.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying farewell would be a lie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the recovery stage of my strep throat terror. I can manage talking and even swallowing, so I am finally able to drink water. I've lost about 15 lbs (not an exaggeration), which I know I will end up gaining back when I'm healthy, but it just sucks not being able to eat. (You may notice my subtle desires for cupcakes in the inspiration picture :P). Oh, and since I missed half of last week in school, I'm probably going to have to focus on not straying behind. *sigh* At least my health &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; improving...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-5007369499361526409?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/5007369499361526409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=5007369499361526409&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5007369499361526409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5007369499361526409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/10/saying-farewell-would-be-lie.html' title='Saying farewell would be a lie.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-9099051311623184769</id><published>2008-10-21T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:28:15.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your softly spoken words release my whole desire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;s&gt;cold&lt;/s&gt; (apparently, I have a confirmed case of strep throat) is truly sucking any sort of motivation for beauty right out of me. I can hardly stand getting dressed in the morning because everything seems to have lost it's sparkle. I can even feel the loss of bounce in my step. Rather than spending my day dreaming of dressing up and attending Wonderland, I feel an incessant need to search for someone to sit and let me lay my head in their lap, so I can be reassured of something. I don't even know what, but I want a sort of reassurance? Perhaps just a friend to pet my hair while I regain strength, not expecting a drawn out conversation or anything (my throat hurts too much to swallow, let alone talk), but I would enjoy the company. Notice, even in times of exhaustion and sickness, my need for attention and affection is ever more present. I'm too tired to explain myself further, but I'm sure you understand the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. A forced inspiration collage. I found the first picture best represented my crash of elegance, the second showed my need of acceptance and fear of loneliness, third was a delightfully strange version of a favorite tale, and the fourth was just absolutely adorable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-9099051311623184769?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/9099051311623184769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=9099051311623184769&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/9099051311623184769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/9099051311623184769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-softly-spoken-words-release-my.html' title='Your softly spoken words release my whole desire.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-6215661166470112626</id><published>2008-10-15T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:35:15.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est quoi ta position favorite?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-6215661166470112626?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/6215661166470112626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=6215661166470112626&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6215661166470112626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6215661166470112626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/10/cest-quoi-ta-position-favorite.html' title='C&apos;est quoi ta position favorite?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8109207926678039706</id><published>2008-10-14T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:12:50.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody's business if I walk, talk, make love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspirational/?action=view&amp;current=sweetsixtieschadpitman7hm8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspirational/sweetsixtieschadpitman7hm8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of posts, and I'll be sure to return comments soon! I'm just taking a break from AP Government reading (surprisingly, it is very long and incredibly annoying, despite the fact politics fascinate me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am been absolutely &lt;b&gt;exhausted&lt;/b&gt; lately! No matter how much I sleep...and it's not like I do &lt;i&gt;rigorous&lt;/i&gt; activity. Maybe it's the weather, we've had 60+ mph winds and a fire not too far away so it's been a mix of both warm and chilly air. Perhaps I'm dehydrated...I'm having such difficulty in drinking but none in eating? (Of course.) Worst of all, I feel like I've lost weight in my chest, but GAINED everywhere else. Completely shameful, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chictopia.com/user/blog/neonstilettos"&gt;Chictopia&lt;/a&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8109207926678039706?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8109207926678039706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8109207926678039706&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8109207926678039706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8109207926678039706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/10/nobodys-business-if-i-walk-talk-make.html' title='Nobody&apos;s business if I walk, talk, make love.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspirational/th_sweetsixtieschadpitman7hm8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-6972909209021414192</id><published>2008-10-11T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:06:31.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When things get too heavy, call me helium.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a shame that during this weekend it &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; began to feel chilly, but it's supposed to heat back up by Monday. What a tease! I am not sure, but I believe that after days of stress and worry tossed in with the sudden change in weather, I have gotten sick. One thing for certain though, WebMD's &lt;a href="http://symptoms.webmd.com/default.htm"&gt;Symptom Checker&lt;/a&gt; is incredible. It helped me figure out the difference between strep throat and just a common cold. Supposedly, I've managed to catch &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/a-to-z-guides/strep-throat-topic-overview"&gt;strep throat&lt;/a&gt;. :( I've been laying around all day, watching television programs on paranormal activity, and just trying to rest, but my throat has only gotten worse. Oh well, I'll just have to get some juice and soup soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I tried being clever with the daily inspirational photo by incorporating a "cold" photo, and one of a model's version of lying down "sick". :P Can you imagine looking that fabulous even while feeling under the weather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. I did create a few sets for fun in &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=badgecolor&amp;id=272053"&gt;Polyvore&lt;/a&gt; if you'd like to check that out :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-6972909209021414192?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/6972909209021414192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=6972909209021414192&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6972909209021414192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6972909209021414192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-things-get-too-heavy-call-me.html' title='When things get too heavy, call me helium.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2727126058770914397</id><published>2008-10-09T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:55:59.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*drum rolls*</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am both honored and pleased to announce that you are now looking at the blog of an &lt;b&gt;OFFICIAL&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fidm.com/"&gt;FIDM&lt;/a&gt; student! I will be starting school this July on the LA campus (and probably living there too!) and I absolutely cannot wait. The interview went perfect...but I am positively drained and will probably go to bed early for once in celebration. Unfortunately I was so busy with preparation that I completely forgot to take an outfit photo. :( I'm sure you will forgive me though hehe. Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2727126058770914397?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2727126058770914397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2727126058770914397&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2727126058770914397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2727126058770914397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/10/drum-rolls.html' title='*drum rolls*'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2541647163731416701</id><published>2008-10-07T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:40:17.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not speak as loud as my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.fidm.com/admissions/application/index.html"&gt;FIDM&lt;/a&gt; interview is drawing nearer (Thursday) and I couldn't be more terrified. If I don't get accepted...I basically have no other plan. I can't imagine doing anything else. Fashion design is my life, I &lt;b&gt;have&lt;/b&gt; to get in. There will be so many opportunities...not to mention unlimited access to materials which I so direly need. I don't even know what to wear for it! Nervous nervous nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chictopia.com/user/blog/neonstilettos"&gt;Chictopia&lt;/a&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2541647163731416701?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2541647163731416701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2541647163731416701&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2541647163731416701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2541647163731416701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-not-speak-as-loud-as-my-heart.html' title='Do not speak as loud as my heart.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2263823936405228674</id><published>2008-10-06T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:33:24.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's diamonds and pearls in your hair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspirationn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspirationn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday has come and gone...is it the weekend yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chictopia.com/user/blog/neonstilettos"&gt;Chictopia&lt;/a&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2263823936405228674?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2263823936405228674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2263823936405228674&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2263823936405228674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2263823936405228674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/10/theres-diamonds-and-pearls-in-your-hair.html' title='There&apos;s diamonds and pearls in your hair.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2887725708678196728</id><published>2008-10-03T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:33:52.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone. This weekend will be unbelievably busy. Not only must I study for an upcoming AP Government test (not to mention the billion of assignments that comes with it), but I have to get my FIDM application project together, balance my social obligations, catch up on fashion week...and more, but my priorities are whacked, and those are the only ones that come to mind, and my list is in another room. :P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry for the rant, I hope you all have a fabulous weekend, see you Monday! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Last chance to trade links~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. Don't forget to visit &lt;a href="http://www.chictopia.com/user/blog/neonstilettos"&gt;Chictopia&lt;/a&gt;! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S. Horoscopes can be so accurate, it's creepy! Here's today's for Geminis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's hard to tell whether your life is getting simpler or more complicated. You have been able to create a lifestyle that allows you time enough for fun, but now things seem to be changing. Go ahead and grab an opportunity to play while you still can, for your job may not afford you so much free time during the coming weeks."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, I have plans to "play" tomorrow, and I know that soon I won't be able to because I have so much studying to do! Ahhh, I love &lt;a href="http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/gemini.html"&gt;astrology&lt;/a&gt;! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S.S. Ok, last thing, I promise! xD I just found this &lt;a href="http://www.dumblittleman.com/2008/09/25-simple-steps-to-becoming-successful.html"&gt;list&lt;/a&gt; about "how to be successful". It's really great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2887725708678196728?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2887725708678196728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2887725708678196728&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2887725708678196728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2887725708678196728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/10/todays-inspiration_03.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3045168803072706503</id><published>2008-10-01T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T17:51:14.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone! How is your day going? :)&lt;br /&gt;Make sure to let me know if you'd like to exchange links~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3045168803072706503?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3045168803072706503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3045168803072706503&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3045168803072706503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3045168803072706503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/10/todays-inspiration.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-1396639180171790874</id><published>2008-09-29T18:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:17:03.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather here has been &lt;b&gt;insane&lt;/b&gt;! I woke up this morning to pouring rain and roaring thunder, but it quickly became sunny and warm, and then it thunder stormed again, then hot. So confusing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't forget to check my &lt;a href="http://www.chictopia.com/user/blog/neonstilettos"&gt;chictopia&lt;/a&gt; page ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. Let me know if you would like to exchange links! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-1396639180171790874?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/1396639180171790874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=1396639180171790874&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1396639180171790874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1396639180171790874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-inspiration_29.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8197994577117003101</id><published>2008-09-26T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:47:58.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;a href="http://www.southcoastplaza.com/"&gt;South Coast Plaza&lt;/a&gt; today with &lt;a href="http://theblogwiththeredsole.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elana&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://apeekatchic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alena&lt;/a&gt;...and oh my. New stores have opened up (like Balenciaga and Christian Louboutin), and we spent the day running into such stores and staring in awe at all the delightful garments and accessories. Shame the economy is doing so poorly, it makes even dreaming for designer items more impossible than ever. I did find two *adorable* dresses at H&amp;M, (no where near as expensive as say, Chanel, but unfortunately even a $40-$50 dress is pushing the limits for me), but I plan on going back with my dad tomorrow to see if I can manage getting them. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8197994577117003101?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8197994577117003101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8197994577117003101&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8197994577117003101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8197994577117003101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-inspiration_26.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3245621402844536007</id><published>2008-09-24T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:12:30.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for the lovely compliments! I promise to add to my wardrobe soon, and hopefully I can convince someone to take me to LA to purchase cheap fabric so I can make my own things. :)&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of such, I really need to finish my &lt;a href="http://www.fidm.com/admissions/application/index.html"&gt;FIDM&lt;/a&gt; project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Friday is &lt;b&gt;International 'Hug a Vegetarian' Day&lt;/b&gt;! :D I will officially be a vegetarian for a year in October, and I don't plan on quitting any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.peta2.com/feat/hug/banners/468x60_hug_a_vegetarian.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="468" height="60" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a title="International 'Hug a Vegetarian' Day Friday, September 26, 2008" href="http://www.peta2.com/feat/hug/hug_signup.asp?c=p22533" target="_blank"&gt;Sign Up to Hug Me Today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3245621402844536007?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3245621402844536007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3245621402844536007&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3245621402844536007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3245621402844536007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-inspiration_24.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-7707693934544284713</id><published>2008-09-22T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:20:24.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just know that I'm fragile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/1783225.html"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i302.photobucket.com/albums/nn95/adhocandamint/Foto%20decadent/b655978f7862930016b80324fc467692.jpg" width="600" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to let everyone know that if you would like to keep updated on my daily outfit posts, &lt;b&gt;they have been officially moved to &lt;a href="http://www.chictopia.com/user/blog/neonstilettos"&gt;Chictopia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; My outfits are no where near the fabulous point in which I'd like them to be, so I'd rather just use the blog to maintain all photos of inspiration rather than tainting it with my ridiculously cheap outfits. If you have an account, let's be friends! ♥ :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am now officially caught up with this season of Gossip Girl! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-7707693934544284713?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/7707693934544284713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=7707693934544284713&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7707693934544284713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7707693934544284713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-know-that-im-fragile.html' title='Just know that I&apos;m fragile.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i302.photobucket.com/albums/nn95/adhocandamint/Foto%20decadent/th_b655978f7862930016b80324fc467692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-1616224408925886475</id><published>2008-09-21T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T16:51:53.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gemini</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/osvaldo_zoom/1897208332"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2336/1897208332_73f6f49e8f.jpg?v=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case it was not already obvious, I am a gemini (June 19th!). Here is some information I found on the astrological sign, I always just love how accurate they tend to be! If you want to find facts on your sign, &lt;a href="http://www.astrology-online.com/"&gt;go here&lt;/a&gt;, and tell me if it was accurate for yourself! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Gemini, the sign of the Twins, is dual-natured, elusive, complex and contradictory. On the one hand it produces the virtue of versatility, and on the other the vices of two-facedness and flightiness. The sign is linked with Mercury, the planet of childhood and youth, and its subjects tend to have the graces and faults of the young. When they are good, they are very attractive; when they are bad they are more the worse for being the charmers they are. Like children they are lively, and happy, if circumstances are right for them, or egocentric, imaginative and restless. They take up new activities enthusiastically but lack application, constantly needing new interests, flitting from project to project as apparently purposelessly as a butterfly dancing from flower to flower. To them life is a game which must always be full of fresh moves and continuous entertainment, free of labor and routine. Changing horses in the middle of the stream is another small quirk in the Gemini personality which makes decision making, and sticking to a decision, particularly hard for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they lack the quality of conscientiousness, they are apt to fight a losing battle in any attempts they make to be moral (in the widest sense of the word). Their good qualities are attractive and come easily to them. They are affectionate, courteous, kind, generous, and thoughtful towards the poor and suffering - provided none of the activities resulting from expressing these traits interferes too greatly with their own lives and comforts. They quickly learn to use their outward attractiveness to gain their own ends, and when striving for these they will use any weapon in their armory - unscrupulous lying, and cunning evasiveness; escaping blame by contriving to put it on other people, wrapped up in all the charm they can turn on. In their better moments they may strive to be honest and straightforward, but self-interest is almost always the victor. If things go against them, they sulk like children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also like children, they demand attention, admiration, and the spending on them of time, energy and money, throwing tantrums if they don't get what they want. They reflect every change in their surroundings, like chameleons, and can become pessimistic, sullen, peevish and materialistically self-centered if circumstances force them to struggle in any way. If the conditions of life become really adverse, their strength of will may desert them entirely. They can become uncertain of themselves, either withdrawn, or nervously excitable worriers, sullenly discontented, hard and irritable, with "Self" looming ever larger in their struggles. On the other hand their versatility can make them very adaptable, adjusting themselves to control the world around them by means of their inherent ingenuity and cleverness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Gemini have a keen, intuitive, sometimes brilliant intelligence and they love cerebral challenges. But their concentration, though intense for a while, does not last. Their mental agility and energy give them a voracious appetite for knowledge from youth onward, though they dislike the labor of learning. They easily grasp almost everything requiring intelligence and mental dexterity, and are often able to marry manual skills to their qualities of mind. Their intellect is strongly analytical and sometimes gives them so great an ability to see both sides of a question that they vacillate and find it hard to make decisions. But their intelligence may very well be used to control and unify the duality of their natures into a most efficient unit. If faced with difficulties, they have little determination to worry at a problem until they find a solution - they will pick the brains of others. In their intellectual pursuits, as in other departments of their lives, they risk becoming dilettantes, losing themselves in too many projects which they follow until they become difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love they are fickle, not intentionally so but because of the basic inconsistency of their emotional nature, which has an amoral aspect to it. Their is a side to Geminians which can become deeply involved emotionally, and another, hostile to sentimentality, which stands back from a romantic situation, laughing at it and the protagonists in it, including themselves while analyzing it intellectually. Gemini subjects take nothing seriously. So, in love, in spite of their temporary depth of feeling, for the intensity of involvement lasts only while it is new, they are superficial, light-hearted, cool, flirtatious and unimaginative in the understanding of the pain they may give others. They like intrigue, the excitement of the chase, but once they have caught the prey, they lose interest and look around for the next creature to pursue. In less serious situations they make witty, entertaining companions, good acquaintances rather than friends. Even at their worst they are never dull - there is usually playfulness below the surface, and they can be brilliant conversationalists - but they can also be quarrelsome, prattlers, boasters, liars and cheats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geminians can be successful in many walks of life though their general characteristics tend to make them unreliable. They are often skilled manipulators of language, in speech and writing, and may be: debaters, diplomats (though in politics they are more interested in theory than practice), orators, preachers (brilliant rather than profound), teachers, authors, poets, journalists, or lawyers. In business any work which combines quick-wittedness with a change of surroundings suits them; working as a traveling salesperson, brokerage work, or dealing with the public in any capacity is right up their alley. Because they are dispassionate, logical, rational and analytical they make good scientists, especially in the fields of medicine and astronomy. They can also make excellent members of the Armed Forces, for they take danger no more seriously than anything else and can earn themselves a reputation for devotion to duty and heroic acts. In the arts they may excel in music, painting and sculpture. They make good psychic researchers of a sceptical kind. Negatively they can degenerate into confidence tricksters, thieves and even adepts in the black arts."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-1616224408925886475?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/1616224408925886475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=1616224408925886475&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1616224408925886475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1616224408925886475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/gemini.html' title='Gemini'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-6915091792863140691</id><published>2008-09-20T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:44:44.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i34.tinypic.com/eqo0a0.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.tinypic.com/dcphn7.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2qm1dac.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i34.tinypic.com/t8rrth.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i35.tinypic.com/b7mgrd.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i36.tinypic.com/efqeo.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/a&gt; ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry for my lack of anything better to post! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-6915091792863140691?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/6915091792863140691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=6915091792863140691&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6915091792863140691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6915091792863140691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-inspiration_20.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/eqo0a0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-81718770473136176</id><published>2008-09-18T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:40:07.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=01m.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/01m.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=03m.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/03m.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=04m.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/04m.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=08m.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/08m.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=09m.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/09m.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=100107402.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/100107402.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-81718770473136176?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/81718770473136176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=81718770473136176&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/81718770473136176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/81718770473136176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-inspiration_59.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3611496372463375962</id><published>2008-09-18T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T06:53:18.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i34.tinypic.com/154u9uu.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray, what an honor! The absolutely adorable, &lt;a href="http://confessionsofadoll.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sydneydoll&lt;/a&gt;, has given me an award! :) She is one of my most faithful readers, and I love how her posts are always so interesting, and yet they include the reader in comment-conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://theclothes.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Clothes Horse&lt;/a&gt; - This girl not only has impeccable style, but she is a genuine sweet person. Her posts are thoughtful and always accompanied with her latest (and adorable!) outfits, she definitely inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;a href="http://unwisepedestrian.blogspot.com/"&gt;Unwise Pedestrian&lt;/a&gt; - This woman always keeps an interesting blog. From fabulous outfits, to street style fashion, she expresses a sense of style that is truly her own!&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://cocosteaparty.blogspot.com/"&gt;coco&lt;/a&gt; - So, not only is her header a rare form of fabulous and humor, but this girl is really sweet, and always posts astounding and in-depth posts. Her blog is certainly a must for a daily read!&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://blondehairbluejeans.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blonde hair, Blue jeans&lt;/a&gt; - This girl has a great eye for style and spotting them on runways or in the streets. She is wonderful person, and I enjoy reading her frequently updated blog! :P&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://qinatthedisco.blogspot.com/"&gt;yiqin&lt;/a&gt; - This woman has an amazing blog! Her style is utterly fabulous, complete with cute accessories and adorable dimples. I am a huge fan!&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://handmeover.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wendy&lt;/a&gt; - Amazing style. It is absolutely of her own creation too, and she pairs up unlikely things to create a fabulous combination, love it!&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://style-spot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunniva&lt;/a&gt; - She is a loyal blog reader, and for that, thank you! But her posts are incredible, so it's not hard to be the same back. I love her opinions and she inspires everyone to be themselves!&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://fashionchalet.blogspot.com/"&gt;fashion chalet&lt;/a&gt; - Her blog is SO cute and she has such lovely style. I recently found her blog, but I adore reading it as her outfits are truly innovative in such a sweet way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my eight, just paste this in a post of your own and select your eight! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"They all are charmed with the blogs, where in the majority of its aims are to show the marvels and to do friendship; there are persons who are not interested when we give them a prize and then they help to cut these bows: do we want that they are cut or that they propagate? Then let's try to give more attention to them! So with this prize we must deliver it to 8 bloggers that in turn must make the same thing and put this text."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3611496372463375962?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3611496372463375962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3611496372463375962&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3611496372463375962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3611496372463375962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/award.html' title='Award'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/154u9uu_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-5074564982469278409</id><published>2008-09-13T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:31:46.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=inspiration.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/inspiration.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-5074564982469278409?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/5074564982469278409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=5074564982469278409&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5074564982469278409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5074564982469278409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-inspiration.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3801948409356524090</id><published>2008-09-12T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:29:21.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Outfits; Day 007-011</title><content type='html'>I need more clothes (and money...lol). My goal is to eventually get my wardrobe to look as if I'm going to a tea party everyday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/michelle001.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Black cardigan (Sister's), Tee (Urban Outfitters), Shorts (H&amp;M), Shoe's (H&amp;M), Bow (Costume Closet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/michelle003.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blouse (Buffalo Exchange), Shorts (H&amp;M), Shoes (H&amp;M), Hello kitty bracelet (Hot Topic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/michelle004.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black blazer (H&amp;M), Jimi Hendrix tee (Target), Shorts (H&amp;M), Shoes (Charlotte Russe), Headband (Forever 21), Bunny necklace (Hot Topic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/michelle005.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black cardigan (Sister's), Tank (Wet Seal), Skirt (H&amp;M), Shoe's (H&amp;M), Bow (Costume Closet), Necklace (Gift)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/michelle006.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black cardigan (Target), Tank (Forever 21), Skirt (H&amp;M), Shoe's (H&amp;M), Bow (Costume Closet)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3801948409356524090?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3801948409356524090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3801948409356524090&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3801948409356524090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3801948409356524090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-outfits-day-007-011.html' title='School Outfits; Day 007-011'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-9084349627183734352</id><published>2008-09-07T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:54:45.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Outfits; Day 003-006</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sorry for my lack of posts!&lt;/b&gt; And thank you to everyone for the lovely comments on my last post~ :) School may have just started, but I've already been busy, busy! Here are some (crappy) photos of my outfits, excuse the quality, I had to resort to using my cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/tuesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rave shirt snagged from Charlotte Russe with a huge scoop neck on the back, so I wore a neon pink tank for extra coverage. The photo does a horrendous job as my hips look huge, but according to the mirror I looked cute? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/wednesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say about this outfit. As you can see I am quite determined in making my heart-shapped sunglasses from Forlove my trademark statement. Top is a ruffled, button down blouse from Target, shorts H&amp;M, and heels purchased at a random store in Vegas! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/thursday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slightly cringe at this outfit. It was pep rally day, and the senior class was instructed to wear red so we would stand out...and this red &lt;i&gt;too-long-to-be-a-shirt-but-too-short-to-be-a-dress&lt;/i&gt; was all I had. I put on some black sorts and tied it together with a studded belt, but added my contradictory flair by wearing my white ballet flats and white bow snagged from our drama department's costume closet while helping to clear it out. Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/friday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Friday!...what would end up being the beginning of the most crazy and fantastic weekend I have experienced in a long time! The layered top was on clearance at H&amp;M, along with the shorts and flats. Oh dear, I feel like an advertisement fro H&amp;M...I need to find new stores!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-9084349627183734352?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/9084349627183734352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=9084349627183734352&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/9084349627183734352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/9084349627183734352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-outfits-day-003-006.html' title='School Outfits; Day 003-006'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-1909243714044859838</id><published>2008-09-01T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T13:29:49.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a sporadic moment of vainity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/michelle-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/michelle-1.jpg" width="400" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;click for bigger image.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I were so bored last night that we set up our own mini "photoshoot", but unlike the usual ones of full body, outside in nature, and random outfits, we tried for a more emotional look, if you will. Which meant dramatic make up and an off the shoulder top, to resemble a bare vulnerability, and lots of editing on Picasa. I'm slightly embarrassed because I don't usually post these pictures...but I do like how they turned out. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-1909243714044859838?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/1909243714044859838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=1909243714044859838&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1909243714044859838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1909243714044859838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/09/sporadic-moment-of-vainity.html' title='a sporadic moment of vainity.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-6420510387956220640</id><published>2008-08-29T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:11:45.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School - Day 002</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/Picture034-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dress - Wet Seal&lt;br /&gt;Shirt - Fashion Q&lt;br /&gt;Shoes - H&amp;M&lt;br /&gt;Bag and heart-shaped sunglasses - Forlove 21&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TGIF!&lt;/b&gt;...Even though it's only day two of school...=P Here's how my schedule went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AP Government -&lt;/b&gt; One of my scariest classes! As soon as the class started, with no introductions or anything, the teacher gave us a pop quiz on current events! And they were on &lt;i&gt;detailed&lt;/i&gt; information, so I couldn't even bs it! Then she went on saying that there is &lt;u&gt;tons&lt;/u&gt; of reading from our text book assigned to us every night from now until May, a quiz every class, and 2-3 lectures per class. Lovely, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theater Arts 2 -&lt;/b&gt; This class is smaller than the one last year, still full of the fun people...just not all of them. Nonetheless, I'm excited, I love drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fashion Merchandising ROP -&lt;/b&gt; Definitely a candidate to be my favorite class! Not only is the fab four together, (&lt;a href="http://theblogwiththeredsole.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elana&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://apeekatchic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alena&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://fashionextacy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shouka&lt;/a&gt;, and myself), but our class assignment today was to flip through fashion magazines and write down celebrity trends! How perfect is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now that is my full schedule. First a 3-day weekend, and then I suppose eventually I have to *offically* switch back into school mode! Not exactly looking forward to that...but it looks like it'll be a fun year! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-6420510387956220640?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/6420510387956220640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=6420510387956220640&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6420510387956220640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6420510387956220640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-day-002.html' title='School - Day 002'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-9125457166760507735</id><published>2008-08-28T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:48:16.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/Picture034.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cardigan - Target&lt;br /&gt;Skirt - Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;Shoes - H&amp;M&lt;br /&gt;Bag and heart-shaped sunglasses - Forlove 21&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Can't believe the summer has already ended, and we are once again forced back in to the halls of the mundane and dreary.&lt;br /&gt;The only bright side to it all is that there &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; some changes to keep me entertained for the time being. New teachers, new friends, new people overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today my classes went as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;English AP -&lt;/b&gt; AMAZING! Not only are the coolest people ever in there with me, but the teacher is a young, relatively stylish blonde who I've heard much praise about. She seems to encourage creativity which is perfect for me, so it won't be some dreadfully difficult AP class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Graphic Design -&lt;/b&gt; Not quite sure why I was thrown in here...I'm assuming that as soon as I told my counselor I wanted to go to &lt;a href="http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-no-sympathy-for-symphonies.html"&gt;FIDM&lt;/a&gt;, she put me in as many art classes as possible. Interesting classmates, for sure, and the teacher seems pretty interesting as well, once again, he appears to encourage creativity rather than a structured environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Art -&lt;/b&gt; Awkward class and an even more awkward teacher. Hoping to switch out asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how tomorrow's classes go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt; I found this calculator on &lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/"&gt;PETA&lt;/a&gt;...not exactly sure &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt; accurate it is, but it does seem interesting! I'm 17, F, and I've been a vegetarian for a year which means I saved 280 animals! What does your result say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.peta.org/swf/CarbonCalc_V2.swf?d=peta.org' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' wmode='transparent' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' width='300' height='354'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-9125457166760507735?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/9125457166760507735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=9125457166760507735&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/9125457166760507735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/9125457166760507735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-7787304922408588285</id><published>2008-08-27T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:53:51.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Character Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i36.tinypic.com/258o6l4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jane_Porter_(Tarzan)"&gt;Jane&lt;/a&gt; from Tarzan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw parts of the Disney film today and remembered just how cute it was, and how I do love her old-fashioned, British style. It wasn't completely represented in the Disney film, but I could easily imagine that real-life Jane wore huge bubble dresses, long gloves, and carried a different parasol with her wherever she went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=3298779"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmFnSzVKSUIwM1JHRGl2VkVJSkhCN2cAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="jane from tarzan" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lena_Kaligaris_(Sisterhood_of_the_Travelling_Pants)"&gt;Lena Kaligaris&lt;/a&gt; from Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw the second movie yesterday with my sister, and even in the first one, I found that the character of Lena to be just so gentle and fragile with a very soft and pretty style to match. Lots of white blouses and floral print skirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=3298896"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjNCc1kxWUIwM1JHYktqWlFpOFYzWEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="lena" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blair_Waldorf"&gt;Blair Waldorf&lt;/a&gt; from Gossip Girl.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course! This woman has such impeccable style, she is always put together and classy, even when lounging about the house! She inspires me to have the confidence to dress whichever way I please. &lt;a href="http://www.collegefashion.net/fashion-tips/how-to-dress-like-blair-waldorf/"&gt;College Fashion&lt;/a&gt; has an incredible guide on how to make your wardrobe Blair-inspired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=3299052"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjhqWmx6b0YwM1JHVW9zRUdHLXprc0EAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="blair" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-7787304922408588285?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/7787304922408588285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=7787304922408588285&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7787304922408588285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7787304922408588285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/character-inspiration.html' title='Character Inspiration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i36.tinypic.com/258o6l4_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-293976115158875116</id><published>2008-08-26T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:02:03.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2eqdoxz.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-293976115158875116?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/293976115158875116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=293976115158875116&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/293976115158875116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/293976115158875116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/todays-inspiration.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/2eqdoxz_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-7560726351513278769</id><published>2008-08-25T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T17:57:19.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Mr. DJ baby, can you meet me outside?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i37.tinypic.com/5an8ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quick &amp; Random Notes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Eww! School is starting Thursday...where did the summer go? Mine was uneventful compared to previous years/what I was expecting. Nonetheless, it went by quickly. Do you have any crazy stories from this summer? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ I got an extension on my &lt;a href="http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-no-sympathy-for-symphonies.html"&gt;FIDM project&lt;/a&gt;, as it had to be rescheduled. I'm relieved because I would rather have a perfect one then a rushed one.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;♥ The weather is still obnoxiously hot, and thus impossible to dress anywhere as cute as I'd like. I just can't wait till it gets colder to dress up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ I admit with a great deal of hesitation that I am missing &lt;a href="http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-night-as-i-lay-dreaming.html"&gt;the boy&lt;/a&gt;. Either that or I am just generally lonely, lol! Very pathetic, I know...just there was no closure as it was completely out of the blue. It "ended" after one weekend of spending together, like we normally did, everything the same as usual, and we left each other saying "I'll see you soon", sorta-thing. But just neither one of us called the other. And I was holding out to have him call me, but it's been over a month and he never did. I admit that I called him, but his voicemail was full! So he must have completely disappeared? lol I need to find some new men. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-7560726351513278769?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/7560726351513278769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=7560726351513278769&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7560726351513278769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7560726351513278769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-mr-dj-baby-can-you-meet-me-outside.html' title='Oh, Mr. DJ baby, can you meet me outside?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/5an8ec_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-5232425108754071314</id><published>2008-08-22T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:58:12.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't even know your name, so I will call you medicine - you can ease my pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=3198371"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmhudzdWcU53M1JHTE8tOGhUMFZTQWcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="fall shopping list" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put together a list of items I need to add to my closet, and I so badly want to go shopping! But the problem is that money is pretty tight...and it's so difficult to resist temptation.&lt;br /&gt;My mom is incredibly avaricious, hording money for fear of having to part with it. My father would give me the world if he could afford it. He works really hard to earn money, and though he'd love to live a luxurious life style, he can't when all the money he does earn is sucked away by my mom in their struggles for divorce.&lt;br /&gt;My point of this little rant would be that I either need to find materials to create my own garments, or somehow find a shop with ridiculously cheap, yet chic, clothing. Any suggestions or ideas on how to achieve a darling collection of clothes without breaking your budget? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-5232425108754071314?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/5232425108754071314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=5232425108754071314&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5232425108754071314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5232425108754071314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-put-together-list-of-items-i-need-to.html' title='I don&apos;t even know your name, so I will call you medicine - you can ease my pain.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3448723933583887384</id><published>2008-08-18T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:28:45.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a personal style evolution.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer - Falling Down the Rabbit Hole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/summer-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reflecting upon my summer style in an attempt to drag out some inspiration. Over the summer, I realized my clothes weren't so much "chic", as it was inspired by certain &lt;i&gt;things&lt;/i&gt;. It was very much "raver" or "party girl", in a less obnoxious way, with a twist of Japanese "kawaii" flair, mixed with edgy studded belts here and there, and as much color as possible. It was all about making life a constant trip in a drug-free sense, and just living life. It made me think of the scene in Alice in Wonderland, when Alice is tumbling down the rabbit hole, and everything is flashing in colors, and she's opening and closing different drawers and moving things here and there. It's overwhelming but in the most exhilarating way possible. Everything was so new and so wonderful, and most definitely, tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fall - Tea Party&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I saw the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0060522/"&gt;How to Steal a Million&lt;/a&gt; with Audrey Hepburn, and I just &lt;b&gt;adored&lt;/b&gt; her wardrobe! It very much reminded me of my last post, with such polished hair, sweet blouses, fabulous skirts, when it hit me - I want to dress that way. I want to dress every day as if I was going to a luxurious tea party, even if it's just going to school. After all, once school comes in the fall, the majority of my year will be spent there, so why not make the best of it? Why not make it a tea party? It's the only way I can see myself surviving anyway. It is very different than my summer style, but I suppose it just comes with the season, or perhaps a sense of maturity? I no longer feel the need to stand out via bright colors and candy bracelets, but rather I am so excited to wear fabulous coats, bubble skirts, ankle boots, and ruffled blouses. I may incorporate little things here and there, like a hello kitty necklace, or neon bows, because I'm not changing myself as a person, just a style evolution! It also hit me, that like Alice, I have gotten to a new part of my adventure - the Mad Hatter and March Hare's tea party! I suppose you'll have to stay tuned to see how it goes, when school does start I will begin posting my daily outfits! (Which should keep me motivated to stay away from sweats like previous years).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3448723933583887384?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3448723933583887384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3448723933583887384&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3448723933583887384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3448723933583887384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/personal-style-evolution.html' title='a personal style evolution.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-1328446386706750418</id><published>2008-08-17T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:50:49.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now move I'm gonna come dry, I dropped my musings out of sight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/1857712.html#cutid1"&gt;Vogue Italia August 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adored this, she truly does remind me of a Bond Girl! The photographs seem to just go in order of the story...like a girl who got caught up in the glamorous and luxurious life with her new boyfriend and becomes eye candy for the paparazzi, which brings unwanted attention to her boyfriend (who is secretly a spy), so he becomes furious, so she decides to just settle down. Lol! As you can tell I'm very excited. What do you get? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/8/0/9/cc481d964aa0f9b8619ae5b62786c908.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/e/f/9/fbbf2a484afd8de93f395e473f3689fe.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/7/c/4/aecf8760845c0a2a2935898d2a2fe4c7.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/7/9/1/56e0480942a7a38a0c22523333f65197.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/c/1/c/03a4ebbb471b9682f34a3ea48c3eec1c.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/d/c/4/148d5515c64b4d30cfba2252e1b2f4cd.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/e/a/c/dcfce674f5d4f707071b3b43292d0cae.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/d/a/7/5875060c92f2030f0f5d164d483da7ad.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/a/5/9/8dbb53f715d865e4d4894ee0165db95a.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/d/e/7/0209d138445fe2720c8d573bd649d7ed.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/6/9/f/bcd0214f752a7b42e9156fbfe6b5cf96.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/e/d/f/3a3a5e6579e63969ce3a9491a9d29fde.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/a/4/e/bea72755190bde99594726cdde854e4a.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photos.streamphoto.ru/6/4/d/c041d112f53b9e4f65c5e553be6e6d46.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-1328446386706750418?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/1328446386706750418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=1328446386706750418&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1328446386706750418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1328446386706750418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-move-im-gonna-come-dry-i-dropped-my.html' title='Now move I&apos;m gonna come dry, I dropped my musings out of sight.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-1220361124177625894</id><published>2008-08-14T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:22:06.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have no sympathy for symphonies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee51/oh-shit-its-jess/fashion/ae562cbb882b4b692291410c74b7626d.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over a week and I'm still stuck in a rut, ground-breaking inspiration-wise. xD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get a chance to go to the &lt;a href="http://www.fidm.com/"&gt;Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising&lt;/a&gt; campus in L.A. yesterday with &lt;a href="http://theblogwiththeredsole.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elana&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://apeekatchic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alena&lt;/a&gt;. It was so incredibly exciting, I absolutely felt at home, as if I simply &lt;i&gt;belonged&lt;/i&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;I now have until &lt;b&gt;August 26th&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;u&gt;complete&lt;/u&gt; my application project which consists of sending in a transcript (with my not so stellar grades x_x), three recommendations (school isn't in session yet so it will be hard getting a hold of teachers), an admissions essay, an entrance project (which is to sketch 2 evening wear, 3 career, 3 sportswear, and 2 other designs of my choice), and an application form. *PHEW* I better get inspired soon so I can get started asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I figured I'd come on and check out my fellow fashion bloggers and let my faithful viewers know I haven't completely disappeared ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-1220361124177625894?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/1220361124177625894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=1220361124177625894&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1220361124177625894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1220361124177625894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-no-sympathy-for-symphonies.html' title='i have no sympathy for symphonies.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee51/oh-shit-its-jess/fashion/th_ae562cbb882b4b692291410c74b7626d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8917701278483349290</id><published>2008-08-06T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T13:18:59.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>clementines and cupcakes.</title><content type='html'>Once again got together with my "fashion friends", but this time it was actually all four of us! (&lt;a href="http://fashionextacy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shouka&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://theblogwiththeredsole.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elana&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://apeekatchic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alena&lt;/a&gt;). We had a picnic at a park complete with pizza, smart water, and fashion magazines, and then skipped around taking photos wherever we found fit. Now I realize that my dress wasn't really as flattering as I thought it was, and my heart sunglasses didn't do much for me either. Oh well, it's all about trial and error, and I blame the heat for my lack of anything better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_9011ab98f48381e35a78efb63e372860.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_9011ab98f48381e35a78efb63e372860.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_3a1ea83c28562fb97f6b24dfe940b17a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_3a1ea83c28562fb97f6b24dfe940b17a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_472ce140d069f4859a340da1145b5100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_472ce140d069f4859a340da1145b5100.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_6194db74972dd211d810d12c7a90b712.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_6194db74972dd211d810d12c7a90b712.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_62c7979811b982f62dd335f5c9c8fd4e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_62c7979811b982f62dd335f5c9c8fd4e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_1d30e98862de8e673014982c785e747a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_1d30e98862de8e673014982c785e747a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_66d4a85fef5da9463583fb6358ab29e7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_66d4a85fef5da9463583fb6358ab29e7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_d8f9363cdeca4a4ef61b1cc255c265d7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_d8f9363cdeca4a4ef61b1cc255c265d7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_9f8da5f11af59154b6bbc5ff5707bb36.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_9f8da5f11af59154b6bbc5ff5707bb36.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt; Fred Flare has some &lt;a href="http://fredflare.com/customer/product.php?productid=4274&amp;cat=103"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/a&gt; tees...I want the Team Chuck one! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8917701278483349290?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8917701278483349290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8917701278483349290&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8917701278483349290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8917701278483349290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/clementines-and-cupcakes.html' title='clementines and cupcakes.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2788770223435083568</id><published>2008-08-04T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:44:51.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Je ne sais pas ce qui se passe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rococo Inspiration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A style of 18th century French art and interior design.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i33.tinypic.com/s3q6fk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=2791666"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjVHX3hIbFJpM1JHX29aNXlsQjRtV0EAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="rococo inspired" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2788770223435083568?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2788770223435083568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2788770223435083568&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2788770223435083568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2788770223435083568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/je-ne-sais-pas-ce-qui-se-passe.html' title='Je ne sais pas ce qui se passe...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/s3q6fk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-288703552289952183</id><published>2008-08-03T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:20:31.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippies Vs. Ravers</title><content type='html'>So, I'm still stuck in a rut of lack of inspiration. Maybe because it's because it has been too hot to dress up and too boring over here to even attempt in finding anything to do. Whatever the case I'm one again stuck at home, when I came across a documentary on the History channel on hippies!&lt;br /&gt;I know the hippie trend is becoming overrated due to all the little myspace tweens with sucked in cheeks and peace signs held high, self-proclaiming in their captions that they are a "hippie", when they know nothing about the history. The original values and ideas of a hippie was actually really spectacular, and it's a shame that those comcepts have been tarnished due to drugs and hatred or just over hype by wannabe teenagers and recycled trends.&lt;br /&gt;I know I've said this before, but ravers are the modern hippie! It doesn't really seem that way from the pictures - but both maintained the &lt;i&gt;"plurr"&lt;/i&gt; way of life, which is "peace, love, unity, respect, and responsibility".&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, both are viewed as wild, irresponsible, outrageous children who destruct themselves with drugs and premarital and unsafe sex, who do more harm than good. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i34.tinypic.com/ilx15s.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2m5nqlt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-288703552289952183?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/288703552289952183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=288703552289952183&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/288703552289952183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/288703552289952183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/08/hippies-vs-ravers.html' title='Hippies Vs. Ravers'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/ilx15s_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-4225185480285170719</id><published>2008-07-31T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T19:23:13.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I decided that you are the him for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mmh7d9Nd1ZM&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/Mmh7d9Nd1ZM&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;This is Solange Knowles' video for "I Decided".&lt;br /&gt;It's so refreshing! I think it's charming, classy, and catchy.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-4225185480285170719?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/4225185480285170719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=4225185480285170719&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4225185480285170719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4225185480285170719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-decided-that-you-are-him-for-me.html' title='I decided that you are the him for me...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8563592529000192760</id><published>2008-07-29T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T19:11:27.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm that dream in your head when you're sleeping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=SL_10266.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/SL_10266.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=SL_10458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/SL_10458.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=SL_10519.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/SL_10519.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=SL_10542.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/SL_10542.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=SL_10583.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/SL_10583.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=SL_10586.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/SL_10586.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=SL_10744.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/SL_10744.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=SL_10769.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/SL_10769.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=serge_leblon02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/serge_leblon02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=serge_leblon03.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/serge_leblon03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=serge_leblon11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/serge_leblon11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=serge_leblon15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/serge_leblon15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=sl10478rf9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/sl10478rf9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=sl10646ty5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/sl10646ty5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=sl10656ia2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/sl10656ia2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=sl10657ev0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/sl10657ev0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=sl10662ke8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/sl10662ke8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I can't recall where I found these pictures, as I just rediscovered them saved in a pictures folder on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;I love these photos though! It's very much whimsical and full of fantasy, but you can also feel a sort of elemental vibe.&lt;br /&gt;Like water, air, earth, light, and even dark. What do they make you think of? (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit://&lt;/b&gt; Thank you &lt;a href="http://tenseventen.blogspot.com/"&gt;10.17&lt;/a&gt; for the photos :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8563592529000192760?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8563592529000192760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8563592529000192760&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8563592529000192760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8563592529000192760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-that-dream-in-your-head-when-youre.html' title='I&apos;m that dream in your head when you&apos;re sleeping.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8385569253405328665</id><published>2008-07-28T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:50:33.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cared too much before to give a fuck now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elle.com/photoshoot/13991/cheap-and-chic-july-2008.html"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2i6ia07.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheap and Chic July 2008 photoshoot in Elle magazine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving the edgy simplicity of it all.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8385569253405328665?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8385569253405328665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8385569253405328665&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8385569253405328665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8385569253405328665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cared-too-much-before-to-give-fuck.html' title='I cared too much before to give a fuck now.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/2i6ia07_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-1351081702870113201</id><published>2008-07-26T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T20:54:51.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest guilty pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.entertainmentwallpaper.com/images/desktops/movie/tv_gossip_girl01.jpg" width="800"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been meaning to watch the show because of the endless talk amongst friends on the drama and the imbecable fashion, but never got around to it. Plus I was not exactly motivated since I got all my cravings for sex and drug filled teen dramas when I was in my tween &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Degrassi"&gt;Degrassi&lt;/a&gt; phase. But due to my uneventful weekend I finally found a website with the episodes and sat down to watch and right away I was addicted! I'm only on episode 8...but I have a feeling I'll get through the season before the weekend is over.&lt;br /&gt;Soo...when's season 2 airing? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-1351081702870113201?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/1351081702870113201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=1351081702870113201&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1351081702870113201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/1351081702870113201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/latest-guilty-pleasure.html' title='Latest guilty pleasure'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8319773238248885641</id><published>2008-07-24T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T16:32:03.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The more I get the more I want.</title><content type='html'>Whenever I get together with &lt;a href="http://theblogwiththeredsole.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elana&lt;/a&gt; (brown dress) and &lt;a href="http://fashionextacy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shouka&lt;/a&gt; (neon shirt), we never run out of things to say and I absolutely love that...but at the same time it just makes parting so much more difficult! We spent yesterday watching black and white Audrey Hepburn films, taking pictures, and chatting at starbucks, which was so much fun. I love how we can get together and talk about anything and everything, including all our fashion obsessions. And we enjoy the guilty pleasures of taking photos of ourselves and chatting at coffee places. Here's a few photographs :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_61f6559b3377f588c4fd37c220662e89.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_61f6559b3377f588c4fd37c220662e89.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_bbf2a224fff2ca6be0e57923edbe96f1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_bbf2a224fff2ca6be0e57923edbe96f1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_0e1ec85bd3dea8417e9e00c411ef5f6c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_0e1ec85bd3dea8417e9e00c411ef5f6c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_9ee6761d8c51dbc6caf4d942f6fb9e48.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_9ee6761d8c51dbc6caf4d942f6fb9e48.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=l_86a3daf8a52c7bb90875d9a00a17e267.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/l_86a3daf8a52c7bb90875d9a00a17e267.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tehe, I was bonding with Elana's doggie :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I apologize for the lack of in-depth posts lately. Honestly, I feel like I'm sort of coasting through life at the moment. Nothing has been impressing me, let alone inspiring me. I really need to get out of this boring area lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, anyone see the new &lt;b&gt;Project Runway&lt;/b&gt; last night? What did you think? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8319773238248885641?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8319773238248885641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8319773238248885641&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8319773238248885641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8319773238248885641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/whenever-i-get-together-with-elana-and.html' title='The more I get the more I want.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-6259422117234865362</id><published>2008-07-21T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T19:11:50.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go do some stupid shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/summer/bfk_princess/0jpg.jpg?o=5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa145/bfk_princess/0jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much directly snagged this list from the adorable &lt;a href="http://galadarling.com/article/50-things-to-do-before-summer-ends"&gt;Gala Darling&lt;/a&gt;. I am simply posting it for my own reasons, to serve as a checklist and I intend on crossing things out as I've accomplished them. Better get started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Take lots of photos of you &amp; your friends enjoying the weather&lt;br /&gt;* Wear something totally inappropriate &amp; go dancing&lt;br /&gt;* Drink cocktails &amp; listen to Duffy&lt;br /&gt;* Make at least one new friend&lt;br /&gt;* Lie in bed in the morning, with the windows open &amp; good music playing loudly&lt;br /&gt;* Take an outdoor yoga class&lt;br /&gt;* Eat black cherries&lt;br /&gt;* Flirt with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;* Take a dog for a walk&lt;br /&gt;* Trust your intuition&lt;br /&gt;* Climb on a jungle-gym&lt;br /&gt;* Explore a new area — even if it’s just another neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;* Kiss someone new&lt;br /&gt;* Choose a project to start working on over winter&lt;br /&gt;* Get a deluxe spa pedicure&lt;br /&gt;* Buy a hula-hoop &amp; start using it!&lt;br /&gt;* Throw a party in celebration of how fabulous you are&lt;br /&gt;* Go to the beach &amp; build a sand-castle&lt;br /&gt;* Stock up on jangly bracelets at a flea market&lt;br /&gt;* Have a slumber party with a friend &amp; go out for breakfast in the morning&lt;br /&gt;* Learn some words in another language&lt;br /&gt;* Make some choices which make you nervous&lt;br /&gt;* Go for a bike ride with your best friend&lt;br /&gt;* Get a massage which makes you feel as if your body’s melting&lt;br /&gt;* Buy a fabulous sun-hat&lt;br /&gt;* Visit the tourist attractions in your own city&lt;br /&gt;* Hack up an old pair of jeans into shorts&lt;br /&gt;* Do something that your parents or friends disapprove of&lt;br /&gt;* Take an art class&lt;br /&gt;* Spend some quality alone time in saucy underwear&lt;br /&gt;* Carry a tiny water-gun in your purse&lt;br /&gt;* Go skinny-dipping&lt;br /&gt;* Start to believe that you can truly have whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;* Make a commitment to wearing heels at least one day a week&lt;br /&gt;* Try every different bottled iced tea at your local shop&lt;br /&gt;* Lie around in the grass with your sunglasses &amp; a pair of headphones on&lt;br /&gt;* Go roller-skating&lt;br /&gt;* Take a flower-arranging class&lt;br /&gt;* Keep a secret&lt;br /&gt;* Swear off drama&lt;br /&gt;* Reconnect with your old friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for fun, a remix of the Girlicious song 'Stupid Shit'. Enjoy~ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xYlzIrN9YUU&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/xYlzIrN9YUU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-6259422117234865362?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/6259422117234865362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=6259422117234865362&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6259422117234865362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6259422117234865362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/take-it-high-then-bring-it-low-are-you.html' title='Let&apos;s go do some stupid shit.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8044094636927619449</id><published>2008-07-18T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:43:04.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you leave it to me, we will not go slow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's inspirations:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i33.tinypic.com/wi4ocx.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8044094636927619449?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8044094636927619449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8044094636927619449&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8044094636927619449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8044094636927619449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-you-leave-it-to-me-we-will-not-go.html' title='If you leave it to me, we will not go slow.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/wi4ocx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-6829758579694183338</id><published>2008-07-18T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T16:35:10.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Heath Ledger</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/heath%20ledger/zacefronn/joker.jpg?o=110" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z75/zacefronn/joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the midnight showing of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0468569/"&gt;The Dark Night&lt;/a&gt; and I am completely speechless.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm a very picky movie person, I never waste time or money by going to theaters because I'm never impressed.&lt;br /&gt;But...wow. The movie was absolutely stunning. You should go see it! :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-6829758579694183338?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/6829758579694183338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=6829758579694183338&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6829758579694183338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6829758579694183338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/rip-heath-ledger.html' title='R.I.P. Heath Ledger'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3761290282767192186</id><published>2008-07-14T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:01:12.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you listen to a heart that has learned?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3bNZtClAKJA&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/3bNZtClAKJA&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;This is the first single from Ali Lohan. It's called "All The Way Around".&lt;br /&gt;As much as I &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; to admit it, the song is surprisingly catchy.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3761290282767192186?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3761290282767192186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3761290282767192186&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3761290282767192186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3761290282767192186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/would-you-listen-to-heart-that-has.html' title='Would you listen to a heart that has learned?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3600447913359183196</id><published>2008-07-12T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:11:12.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Rules:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; search.&lt;br /&gt;b. Using only the first page, pick an image.&lt;br /&gt;c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into &lt;a href="http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php"&gt;mosaic maker&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your first name? &lt;i&gt;Michelle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite food? &lt;i&gt;Cupcakes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What high school did you go to? &lt;i&gt;Canyon High&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite color? &lt;i&gt;Neon Colors&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is your celebrity crush? &lt;i&gt;Nicole Richie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite drink? &lt;i&gt;Fruit Smoothie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dream vacation? &lt;i&gt;Paris&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite dessert? &lt;i&gt;Cupcakes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What you want to be when you grow up? &lt;i&gt;Fashion Designer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What do you love most in life? &lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. One Word to describe you. &lt;i&gt;Imperfect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your flickr name.. &lt;i&gt;br0wneyedbabe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.tinypic.com/mj5kq0.jpg" width="800"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by the darling &lt;a href="http://di-diana-di.blogspot.com/"&gt;Di&lt;/a&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;and now I tag &lt;a href="http://missatlaplaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss at la Playa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://fashionextacy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shouka&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://handmeover.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wendy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thefashbot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://blondehairbluejeans.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blonde hair, Blue jeans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3600447913359183196?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3600447913359183196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3600447913359183196&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3600447913359183196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3600447913359183196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/mj5kq0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3803176705933213342</id><published>2008-07-09T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T23:54:17.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cavalry come, cavalry go, cavalry leave me alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=2304394"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFk9DSy1Ja3RPM1JHVWdwWV9UU3NodEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="shopping list" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that for some reason I'm always half asleep and desperately bored and lazy during the day, only to be wide awake and racing with inspiration when I attempt to sleep at night. As I lay tossing and turning trying to slow the thoughts in my brain, inspiration thrusted me out of my bed to my lap top where I've been researching this random inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I put together of some items that I feel that I &lt;b&gt;must&lt;/b&gt; obtain. Those items being plaid shirts (think D&amp;G status), black and red pencil skirts, a black mini dress to wear under a shirt, over sized black and white t-shirts or tank tops that I can spice up with fabulous accessories or shoes, leopard heels, white lace flats, a big white bow to wear in hair, button-up shirts, neon sneakers, black ankle boots, floral print dress, and a cropped leather jacket. I know, crazy much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I've found the inspiration to design again! After I sucked the life force from my "Alice in Wonderland" phase, I couldn't even stand to look at my sketchbook. So I buried it away in a drawer until time would reunite us once more, and now it has! There isn't exactly a "theme", persay, but it is definitely full of my lustful contradictions! Like...clothes for a girl who &lt;i&gt;wants&lt;/i&gt; to be dominated, but she isn't going down without a fight. Like she won't just "submiss" to anyone, you have to overcome her. A little hard to explain, sorry, but it makes perfect sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plus, it is late night delirium, but I couldn't wait until morning in fear of forgetting. I'm sure you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And what do you know, this video just about summarizes it up (and it's not techno! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JkEwk7wZVV8&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/JkEwk7wZVV8&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;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3803176705933213342?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3803176705933213342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3803176705933213342&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3803176705933213342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3803176705933213342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/cavalry-come-cavalry-go-cavalry-leave.html' title='Cavalry come, cavalry go, cavalry leave me alone.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-7830273503161031691</id><published>2008-07-09T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:55:53.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to visit Milagros' World...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_001.jpg"&gt; &lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn44/deusex_couture/TankVolume5Issue3_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/"&gt;foto_decadent&lt;/a&gt; for the pictures :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-7830273503161031691?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/7830273503161031691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=7830273503161031691&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7830273503161031691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7830273503161031691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/id-like-to-visit-milagros-world.html' title='I&apos;d like to visit Milagros&apos; World...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-2224423059351333208</id><published>2008-07-06T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T16:39:34.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path."</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i28.tinypic.com/33o3y2d.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/pascuaphotography/1504287638/"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/miscellaneous/1029155801/"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/traveller/178019623/"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly an interesting weekend! I know the pictures above are random, but I think they capture the beauty and electricity of the summer, along with my new found inner peace. It may be temporary as I am quite relaxed after yesterday, but I intend to ride out this lovely feeling of serenity for as long as it lasts! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also for the past few days I've been reading up on &lt;a href="http://www.buddhanet.net/e-learning/pathmaps.htm"&gt;Buddhism&lt;/a&gt;. I practice no structured religion, but rather take different beliefs from all different kinds to form my own opinions. I'm &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; trying to push any sort of belief on anyone, but if you are feeling at all stressed out or run down as I was, I do suggest skimming an article on meditation or something, it truly does wonders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just in case anyone was curious, I have officially straightened out my &lt;a href="http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-night-as-i-lay-dreaming.html"&gt;feelings&lt;/a&gt; for a certain someone. :P After last night I realized that I really couldn't be anything more then just playful friends. Sure, we have fun, but he isn't exactly the type of man I could take seriously and I'm really glad to keep it the way it is. And truly, it is SUCH a relief to have that figured out, I don't think anyone likes feeling so vulnerable and confused, especially with something as fragile as your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how was your weekend? ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-2224423059351333208?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/2224423059351333208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=2224423059351333208&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2224423059351333208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/2224423059351333208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-one-saves-us-but-ourselves-no-one.html' title='&quot;No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.&quot;'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/33o3y2d_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8128673410049868175</id><published>2008-07-04T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T18:00:02.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heart ache - don't break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elle.com/photoshoot/13992/dark-romance-july-2008.html?cid=198"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i27.tinypic.com/723a0p.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8128673410049868175?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8128673410049868175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8128673410049868175&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8128673410049868175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8128673410049868175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/heart-ache-dont-break.html' title='heart ache - don&apos;t break.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/723a0p_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-589324496058679698</id><published>2008-07-03T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:27:12.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall 2008: Haute Couture</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elle.com/fashionshows/14018/fall-2008-haute-couture.html"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i31.tinypic.com/161niid.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few favorites so far. Of course, I'm a Dior, Chanel, and Valentino fan, but this is the first time I've heard of Christian Lacroix, and the Armani show was surprisingly enjoyable.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-589324496058679698?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/589324496058679698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=589324496058679698&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/589324496058679698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/589324496058679698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/fall-2008-haute-couture.html' title='Fall 2008: Haute Couture'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/161niid_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-84163596615481970</id><published>2008-07-02T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:27:00.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought that I could love no more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://img47.imageshack.us/img47/4822/645rh0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the contrast between the intensity of her stare and the soft pink light in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://img47.imageshack.us/img47/3623/646mq8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wondered if spirits mind when people take photos on their graves. Probably not though if they end up this lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://img72.imageshack.us/img72/9476/605qx6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who this is, but my jaw dropped upon seeing this picture. I want to be her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://img154.imageshack.us/img154/508/vs000659mf7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't really anything I can say, the picture speaks for itself.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/"&gt;foto_decadent&lt;/a&gt;. More &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/1820011.html#cutid1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-84163596615481970?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/84163596615481970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=84163596615481970&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/84163596615481970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/84163596615481970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-but-you.html' title='I thought that I could love no more.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-6900013127001607289</id><published>2008-07-02T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:10:21.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polyvore</title><content type='html'>So I submitted to the new &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;polyvore&lt;/a&gt; craze and began fooling around on there, getting myself familiar with the pieces and attempting to put things together. Let me tell you, not only is there a massive selection on all sorts of things, but it is addicting! These are the two rave outfits I've come up with (don't laugh! Though it doesn't look like it, I'm slowly getting better). Despite the fact that they are pretty different from each other, I would totally wear them. The first was inspired by my rave name, Bunny, and the other was inspired by Ed Hardy (hint: the hat :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=2169407"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFk1oU09mZ05JM1JHX3FndlJteFppWWcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="rave 01" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=2179837"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFi1sQUNlSWRJM1JHekJqWXNuQlppWWcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="rave 02" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lj_SYl5x31E&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/lj_SYl5x31E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-6900013127001607289?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/6900013127001607289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=6900013127001607289&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6900013127001607289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6900013127001607289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/polyvore.html' title='Polyvore'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8921983495207222770</id><published>2008-07-01T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:51:05.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've never ever been to paradise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2co1tht.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/42832434@N00/149591983/"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/92941522@N00/2304391062/"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/25897487@N08/2601435482/"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/piscesromance/2490080502/"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssht. Just because I happened to flip through &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/search/?q=love"&gt;love photos&lt;/a&gt; on flickr, or I've recently become addicted to &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=8J21NRwmULk"&gt;catchy love techno songs&lt;/a&gt; on youtube, doesn't mean that I've actually &lt;i&gt;fallen&lt;/i&gt; for anyone. I mean, just because when I see some sort of love scene on TV and think of a certain boy, doesn't mean that I actually &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; him, right? Or the fact that whenever I get a call or text on my phone, and I instantly wish it's him...It's just coincidence, is all. Anyway, there's absolutely no reason for me to like him. We're just friends. Friends who like to get together on the weekends to hang out. That's what it's always been, and it isn't supposed to get complicated with emotions. And sure, I've posted about our situation &lt;a href="http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-you-that-ought-to-be-holding-me.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but that just only reassures the fact that it's simple physical attraction. He isn't interested in anything more and all this nonsense is just utterly a waste of time. I'm positive that even &lt;b&gt;if&lt;/b&gt; I did have feelings for him, I am probably just desperate to fill this gap of loneliness in my heart. See? Glad that's settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Now, if only my heart can just stop racing like this and believe that...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8921983495207222770?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8921983495207222770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8921983495207222770&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8921983495207222770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8921983495207222770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-night-as-i-lay-dreaming.html' title='I&apos;ve never ever been to paradise.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/2co1tht_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-7357893564929097622</id><published>2008-06-29T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:47:38.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and take a trip with me to a land where love is free.</title><content type='html'>Only two words can truly capture the pure essence of last night: &lt;b&gt;perfect wonderland&lt;/b&gt;. There was A LOT of waiting in traffic to not only get off the freeway exit, but to even enter the stadium, but it was oh so worth it. Once you stepped in, it was a whole new world. A world where everyone followed the simple values of peace, love, happiness, unity, and respect. Ravers are definitely the modern hippie. We were all one. You could seriously start talking to anyone around you about anything and you'd be welcomed with open arms. Everyone was so beautiful in there own way, the entire experience was beautiful, I never wanted to leave. And the music! My God, was it amazing. From the booming bass to the fantastic light shows, I could have died happy right there. Oh, and my "rave name" is officially Bunny. :P Unfortunately, I didn't bring a camera with me so all I have is some photos from the &lt;a href="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/edc08.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.  My sister did take a few pictures of my outfit before I left though! Enjoy! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20104.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20105.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20113.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20114.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20115.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20118.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20127.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20137.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20143.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20144.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20166.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20186.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20205.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20233.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20242.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20270.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20283.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20284.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://photo.rukes.com/edc08/slides/edc08%20285.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/outfit-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Next year, my outfit will be more creative and eccentric :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-7357893564929097622?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/7357893564929097622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=7357893564929097622&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7357893564929097622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/7357893564929097622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/come-and-take-trip-with-me-to-land.html' title='Come and take a trip with me to a land where love is free.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-619940858010878230</id><published>2008-06-28T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T10:28:44.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Electric Daisy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.jonahweiland.com/wp-content/169_6912.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.electricdaisycarnival.com/la/"&gt;Electric Daisy&lt;/a&gt; is tonight!! I'm so excited and kind of nervous...I'm not exactly sure if any one of us in our group is very organized lol. Hopefully I'll get pictures to post here! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And if any of you would like to get in the mood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/po4zg2lBBG8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/po4zg2lBBG8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-619940858010878230?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/619940858010878230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=619940858010878230&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/619940858010878230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/619940858010878230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/electric-daisy.html' title='Electric Daisy'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-5668755605859008581</id><published>2008-06-27T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T11:43:41.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get quizzical.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Okay, so I admit, I was bored and got a little quiz happy...enjoy and post your results if you'd like! :o) I always find these things fascinating lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guys Like That You're Fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoguyslikeaboutyouquiz/you-are-fun.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of girl guys brag about knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because you're cool, funny, and laid back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're smart enough to know how to be one of the guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But flirty enough to know how to make them all want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoguyslikeaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do Guys Like About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An Extrovert!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouanextrovertedgirlorintrovertedgirlquiz/extrovert.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of friends, perhaps more friends than anyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do on Friday night? No problem for you to find the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're friendly, easy to know, and you seem to get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to express yourself - and everyone knows a good deal about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're giving your opinion or sharing your dreams, you don't keep anything in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanextrovertedgirlorintrovertedgirlquiz/"&gt;Are You An Extroverted or Introverted Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Body Image is 84% Unhealthy, 16% Healthy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howsyourbodyimagequiz/bodyimage-5.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't feel good about the way you look... pretty much ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's impacting your life so much that you need to seek help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourbodyimagequiz/"&gt;How's Your Body Image?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've Got a Bit of a Crush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoucrushingonhimquiz/bit-of-crush.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your guy friend is a crush of convenience - easy enough to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you just break up with someone? Or are you more lonely than usual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no to both, then this small crush could be the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out if he feels the same - because he just might!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoucrushingonhimquiz/"&gt;Are You Crushing on Him (And Don't Even Know It)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Political Profile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howliberalorconservativeareyouquiz/politics.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall: 40% Conservative, 60% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Responsibility: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiscal Issues: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethics: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defense and Crime: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howliberalorconservativeareyouquiz/"&gt;How Liberal Or Conservative Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Part of You That No One Sees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnooneseesquiz/pink.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are passionate, romantic, and emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put love first in your life, even though you have often been disappointed by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect to be swept of your feet, and you never expect infatuation to die out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath it all, you are scared that you aren't lovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your insecurity has ruined many relationships, as you are unable to see the love that's really there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are secretly afraid of being alone. Confronting your insecurities is incredibly painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnooneseesquiz/"&gt;What's the Part of You That No One Sees?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/mountain.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a great communicator. You have a real way with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're never at a loss to explain what you mean or how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People find it easy to empathize with you, no matter what your situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're up, you make everyone happy. But when you're down, everyone suffers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Get An All Over Tattoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattatooshouldyougetquiz/all-over.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outrageous and funky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you should never have to choose just one tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattatooshouldyougetquiz/"&gt;What Tattoo Should You Get?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Medium Maintenance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouahighmaintenancewomanquiz/medium-maintenance.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't as hard to deal with as some girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you aren't the most laid back chick either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're easy to deal with 90% of the time, but watch out for that 10%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the guy you are with has good intentions, then calm down a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if he's really screwing up, don't waste your breath - move on :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouahighmaintenancewomanquiz/"&gt;Are You A High Maintenance Woman?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who Should Paint You: Pablo Picasso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/pablo-picasso.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your an expressive soul who shows many emotions, with many subtleties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a master painter could represent your glorious contradictions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/"&gt;What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Psyche is Violet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorisyourpsychequiz/violet.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are spiritual, intuitive, and serene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People trust you to rescue them from bad situations, and you usually come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are quite enlightened, you find that your path is very lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are too violet:  you can't connect to ordinary life or ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you don't have enough violet: you lack wisdom and can't learn from the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourpsychequiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Psyche?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Body's Element is Water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatelementisyourbodyquiz/water.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a joyful, relaxed, and luminous person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You love people. You live for making new friends and helping others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You are enthusiastic and the ideal person to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You don't mind doing hard tasks, and you have a generous spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Your energy tends to be: conserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You power color is: black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourbodyquiz/"&gt;What Element is Your Body?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Total Tease&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/domenthinkyoureateasequiz/total-tease.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all about flirting and fun, but you often give guys the wrong idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most men think they have a chance with you... but come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got high standards, and most men you flirt with aren't going to make the grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while your tease act will work for a while, every guy you know will eventually be the wiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/domenthinkyoureateasequiz/"&gt;Do Men Think You're You A Tease?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Lust Quotient: 70%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howmuchlustdoyouhavequiz/lust-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lustful person - and it sometimes gets the better of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to hold back, but you hardly ever do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchlustdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Lust Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 70% Addicted to Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouaddictedtolovequiz/addicted-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well face it, you're very addicted to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're not really getting the deep love you seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short lived, dramatic relationships are more your style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go of needing someone, and you may find someone you actually want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaddictedtolovequiz/"&gt;Are You Addicted to Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 40% Capitalist, 60% Socialist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouasocialistorcapitalistquiz/politics-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be quite wary of businesses, especially big business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you know that corporations have their place, you tend to support small, locally owned shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the rich go, you think they're usually corrupt and immoral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouasocialistorcapitalistquiz/"&gt;Are You a Socialist or Capitalist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Passionate Kisser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/kissingstylequiz/passionate-kisser.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most likely type to kiss a sexy stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kissing style is unpredictable and free spirited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could kiss anyone at a drop of a hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about where your passion leads you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kissingstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Kissing Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-5668755605859008581?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/5668755605859008581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=5668755605859008581&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5668755605859008581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5668755605859008581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-get-quizzical.html' title='Let&apos;s get quizzical.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3819993015438459186</id><published>2008-06-26T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:22:08.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That which you manifest is before you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.garthstein.com/images/arr_cover_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished reading this book, and honestly, I have never been so on the verge of tears or just so emotionally affected by a story. And I'm not generally affected or impressed by much at all, so me saying that is a big deal. :P I couldn't put it down, it was just so riveting and so insightful, I was absolutely touched. But any words that I use to describe it won't do the story justice, I deeply suggest reading it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enzo knows he is different from other dogs: a philosopher with a nearly human soul (and an obsession with opposable thumbs), he has educated himself by watching television extensively, and by listening very closely to the words of his master, Denny Swift, an up-and-coming race car driver.&lt;br /&gt;Through Denny, Enzo has gained tremendous insight into the human condition, and he sees that life, like racing, isn't simply about going fast. Using the techniques needed on the race track, one can successfully navigate all of life's ordeals.&lt;br /&gt;On the eve of his death, Enzo takes stock of his life, recalling all that he and his family have been through. Having learned what it takes to be a compassionate and successful person, the wise canine can barely wait until his next lifetime, when he is sure he will return as a man.&lt;br /&gt;A heart-wrenching but deeply funny and ultimately uplifting story of family, love, loyalty, and hope, The Art of Racing in the Rain is a beautifully crafted and captivating look at the wonders and absurdities of human life . . . as only a dog could tell it.&lt;/i&gt; -&lt;a href="http://www.artofracingintherain.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3819993015438459186?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3819993015438459186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3819993015438459186&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3819993015438459186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3819993015438459186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/that-which-you-manifest-is-before-you.html' title='That which you manifest is before you.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-5798860189028932383</id><published>2008-06-25T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:45:00.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming together forever and ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i28.tinypic.com/259flvo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/atrium09/300352783/"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/h19/714999716/"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/atrium09/399599421/"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/jubyfc/1017673672/"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random post - I found these pictures to be quite inspiring :o)&lt;br /&gt;Have a fabulous day! ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-5798860189028932383?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/5798860189028932383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=5798860189028932383&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5798860189028932383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/5798860189028932383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreaming-together-forever-and-ever.html' title='dreaming together forever and ever.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/259flvo_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8598595268599827712</id><published>2008-06-24T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:44:20.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can be so self-absorbed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i31.tinypic.com/a1ok6o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all my late night escapades and random adventures have finally caught up to me. I've been sick since Sunday! At first it was just a simple sore throat, but as they day proceeded I felt worse, and now I feel so groggy and slow...I can't be sick...I have the rave this weekend! X_X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8598595268599827712?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8598595268599827712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8598595268599827712&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8598595268599827712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8598595268599827712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-can-be-so-self-absorbed.html' title='You can be so self-absorbed.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/a1ok6o_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-4960635841236828765</id><published>2008-06-21T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:28:09.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today's outfit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=outfitt-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/outfitt-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at &lt;a href="http://www.shopfashionisland.com/"&gt;Fashion Island&lt;/a&gt; and then kicking it at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Today was awfully hot and my body is still covered in stingy friction burns from last night's rendez-vous..tehe...^_^;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-4960635841236828765?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/4960635841236828765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=4960635841236828765&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4960635841236828765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4960635841236828765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-outfit_21.html' title='today&apos;s outfit.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-6548632109532601340</id><published>2008-06-21T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T08:33:24.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's you that ought to be holding me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i28.tinypic.com/280mkch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for directly snagging these from the lovely &lt;a href="http://starbucksandjane.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tinsley&lt;/a&gt;, but seriously as soon as I saw these pictures my heart just melted. It captures the eccesnse of my relationship with this one boy. We are not together, nor are we really dating by any other means...we're basically each others booty call. We get together, we party, we do things. Yet I can just feel this sense of yearning for a deeper passion in each other, but that could just be me. Lame, yes I realize that, but I can't help it...and lately I feel like I am beginning to fall for him, but I need to remind myself that it's strictly fun. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-6548632109532601340?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/6548632109532601340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=6548632109532601340&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6548632109532601340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/6548632109532601340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-you-that-ought-to-be-holding-me.html' title='It&apos;s you that ought to be holding me.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/280mkch_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-4401832490059715720</id><published>2008-06-20T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:23:56.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your eyes are the size of the moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;IMG src="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm17/open24hours_JB/rainbow.gif" align="left"&gt; I don't know what it was about today, but I just felt incredibly icky. And that's the best word I can think of to describe it. It's been far too hot and I've been nauseous all day, however, I realize that it's my own fault as my eating habits have been nasty lately. I constantly snack on junk food with no structured meals nor much fruit or veggies. I need to go grocery shopping! Plus I've been feeling so unmotivated and so sluggish, which is due to my lack of real physical activity. I do ab crunches nightly and swim as much as I can, but I realize I should be doing more. Oh! And &lt;b&gt;thank you everyone for the birthday wishes!&lt;/b&gt; :D I didn't get any presents, nor did I throw a party like I normally do, but I did get the chance to spend time with darling friends and that was more than I can ask for. I suppose I'm just saving my celebrating for Electric Daisy next week, and hopefully I scored some birthday points with the parents to win some sort of shopping trip or something! I did get a new haircut...it makes me look 10 years younger, which isn't great because now I look 7...but I think it's cute when I dress up! I shall be posting more outfit posts, just all I have is my cell phone so it's crappy quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=outfitt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/outfitt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was feeling the 60's vibe so excuse the overused peace-sign! x)&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like you can go to &lt;a href="http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/ma-mercredi.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; to compare my old and new hair! Better or worse?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-4401832490059715720?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/4401832490059715720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=4401832490059715720&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4401832490059715720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/4401832490059715720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/your-eyes-are-size-of-moon.html' title='Your eyes are the size of the moon.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-3890198766704297751</id><published>2008-06-20T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T19:16:34.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;5 Things found in my purse:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. cell phone&lt;br /&gt;2. mac compact/powder&lt;br /&gt;3. lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;4. hello kitty lighter (tehe)&lt;br /&gt;5. car/house keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 Things found in my wallet:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. school i.d.&lt;br /&gt;2. spare change&lt;br /&gt;3. sanrio store bonus cards&lt;br /&gt;4. seal deal club card&lt;br /&gt;5. peta stickers&lt;br /&gt;(I hardly use my wallet lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 Favorite things in my room:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my bed!&lt;br /&gt;2. my closet&lt;br /&gt;3. my red walls&lt;br /&gt;4. Buddha portrait&lt;br /&gt;5. vintage Jimi Hendrix poster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 Things I've always wanted to do:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel Europe and Asia&lt;br /&gt;2. Become a modern "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Club_Kids"&gt;club kid&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;3. Skydive&lt;br /&gt;4. Start my fashion line&lt;br /&gt;5. Get my tattoos and piercings done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Things I'm currently into:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shopping&lt;br /&gt;2. Blogging&lt;br /&gt;3. Partying&lt;br /&gt;4. Partying&lt;br /&gt;5. Partying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 impressions of my tagger:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She's very real&lt;br /&gt;2. has an almost hippie twist to her&lt;br /&gt;3. such a sweet heart&lt;br /&gt;4. a style that is very much her own&lt;br /&gt;5. takes beautiful photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://vintagevinylmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vintage Vinyl&lt;/a&gt;! And now I'm tagging &lt;a href="http://qinatthedisco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Qin At The Disco&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bi-style.blogspot.com/"&gt;bi-style&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://theblogwiththeredsole.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Blog with the Red Sole&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lamodeestpoison.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fashion Is Poison&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://fashionchalet.blogspot.com/"&gt;fashion chalet&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-3890198766704297751?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/3890198766704297751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=3890198766704297751&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3890198766704297751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/3890198766704297751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged_20.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-8181582944390727826</id><published>2008-06-19T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:12:35.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.birthdayexpress.com/bexpress/assets/product_images/E55162.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am officially 17 now =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-8181582944390727826?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/8181582944390727826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=8181582944390727826&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8181582944390727826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/8181582944390727826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259621717776667299.post-9166943687513883363</id><published>2008-06-18T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:27:04.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today's outfit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/?action=view&amp;current=outfit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e139/MissEcstasy/outfit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shirt - forever 21&lt;br /&gt;Shorts - fashion q&lt;br /&gt;Shoes - a random store in Vegas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the blurryness of the photo, my cellphone is all I had!&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw those shoes, it was love at first sight! They are so obnoxious, but in the most fabulous way possible. If you can't tell, it's a leopard print with scattered blue roses. I know it doesn't exactly match, but I don't care, I've been waiting for &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; sort of excuse to wear them!&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, so I plan on wearing them at "nice boy's" graduation ceremony in an hour or two. I hate how as soon as you get all dolled up and perfect...you realize that you still have so much time left until you get picked up. So I'm sitting here, getting all sweaty, and I just know that by the time he arrives, I'm going to look awful. Oh well xD Hopefully tonight will provide some adventures, I know it's bad since I'm supposed to be &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; date, but my latest "lust crush" will be there too...oh my. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;This video makes me want to start working out and dancing! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VszypzWMJZc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VszypzWMJZc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259621717776667299-9166943687513883363?l=neonstilettos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/feeds/9166943687513883363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259621717776667299&amp;postID=9166943687513883363&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/9166943687513883363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259621717776667299/posts/default/9166943687513883363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonstilettos.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-outfit.html' title='today&apos;s outfit.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747160922702725427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Phqq9xwpr8/SmpRL852t_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/huH3RqVfDa4/S220/pinky+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry></feed>
