<?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-7185526543969608291</id><updated>2011-08-27T04:57:05.168-07:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='beginnings'/><category term='shows'/><category term='summer'/><category term='my closet'/><category term='quiet'/><category term='seems i am only capable of short sentances'/><category term='adventures'/><category term='editorials'/><category term='spring'/><category term='journeys'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='colours'/><category term='illustrations'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='winter'/><category term='fairytales'/><category term='musings'/><category term='bows'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='style icons'/><category term='fall fashion week'/><title type='text'>The Lady-Bird</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-167501625139726293</id><published>2010-07-20T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T02:21:29.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seems i am only capable of short sentances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet'/><title type='text'>Walking in the woods.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVqe95H_GI/AAAAAAAAATw/r5OvIjimDHU/s1600/stuff+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVqe95H_GI/AAAAAAAAATw/r5OvIjimDHU/s400/stuff+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495916000518339682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other day, I went for a walk in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVmXOGjGPI/AAAAAAAAATg/BPE2dbHlRrs/s1600/stuff+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVmXOGjGPI/AAAAAAAAATg/BPE2dbHlRrs/s400/stuff+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495911469384145138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wore my hair in braids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVmW9yL08I/AAAAAAAAATY/1Qp5mkTYFvo/s1600/stuff+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 416px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVmW9yL08I/AAAAAAAAATY/1Qp5mkTYFvo/s400/stuff+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495911465003766722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and my brother's knitted jumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=" try=" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVmWfmTf5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/CYchVGcpRpk/s1600/stuff+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVmWfmTf5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/CYchVGcpRpk/s400/stuff+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495911456900874130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVoAK7xbdI/AAAAAAAAATo/2sFjt5tTygY/s1600/stuff+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVoAK7xbdI/AAAAAAAAATo/2sFjt5tTygY/s400/stuff+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495913272419904978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw a (very brazen) fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVlW_A2-GI/AAAAAAAAATA/62fX-Yq0bSQ/s1600/stuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVlW_A2-GI/AAAAAAAAATA/62fX-Yq0bSQ/s400/stuff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495910365822122082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and spent some time with my dear friends, the trees.&lt;br /&gt;I miss these types of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-167501625139726293?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/167501625139726293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2010/07/walking-in-woods.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/167501625139726293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/167501625139726293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2010/07/walking-in-woods.html' title='Walking in the woods.'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/TEVqe95H_GI/AAAAAAAAATw/r5OvIjimDHU/s72-c/stuff+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-170057614815447302</id><published>2009-12-26T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T02:44:01.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Holiday Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SzXe1smv1uI/AAAAAAAAASA/ly2frGfX4hY/s1600-h/P8270239.JPG_effected.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SzXe1smv1uI/AAAAAAAAASA/ly2frGfX4hY/s400/P8270239.JPG_effected.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419482740698371810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SzXc977LUSI/AAAAAAAAAR4/5zbv-ksBMDU/s1600-h/P8300498.JPG_effected.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SzXc977LUSI/AAAAAAAAAR4/5zbv-ksBMDU/s400/P8300498.JPG_effected.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419480683226288418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SzXVNXnae0I/AAAAAAAAARw/jmD-Mq_9k6k/s1600-h/P8300421.JPG_effected.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SzXVNXnae0I/AAAAAAAAARw/jmD-Mq_9k6k/s400/P8300421.JPG_effected.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419472152264604482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SzXNO_PQ1QI/AAAAAAAAARo/RXdkm6paKjg/s1600-h/P8270259.JPG_effected.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SzXNO_PQ1QI/AAAAAAAAARo/RXdkm6paKjg/s400/P8270259.JPG_effected.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419463383987574018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photos by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hope every one had a simply marvelous Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving tommorrow - very early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to New Zealand, to visit the land of storybooks.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will all come to life for me like i've always imagined it would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a lovely holiday - winter or summer or where-ever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Erinna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-170057614815447302?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/170057614815447302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/12/photos-by-me-i-hope-every-one-had.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/170057614815447302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/170057614815447302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/12/photos-by-me-i-hope-every-one-had.html' title='Holiday Wishes'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SzXe1smv1uI/AAAAAAAAASA/ly2frGfX4hY/s72-c/P8270239.JPG_effected.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-3174813956780404551</id><published>2009-12-17T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:55:50.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle"&lt;br /&gt;- Plato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back when my heart is in it. Which i think, my dears, shall be very soon. Summer has caught me in the trap of an idle and wandering mind, and although this is lovely, it cannot go on for too long. The idleness, I think, will leave very soon, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; had my time to be idle. But i shall continue to wander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-3174813956780404551?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/3174813956780404551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/12/be-kind-for-everyone-you-meet-is.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/3174813956780404551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/3174813956780404551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/12/be-kind-for-everyone-you-meet-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-7727749680731136475</id><published>2009-11-18T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:47:16.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Dont Fence me in....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelady-bird/4115371839/" title="Don't Fence me in by The Lady-Bird, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2607/4115371839_3124b56032.jpg" alt="Don't Fence me in" width="375" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't fence me in.&lt;br /&gt;Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,&lt;br /&gt;Don't fence me in.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze,&lt;br /&gt;And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,&lt;br /&gt;Send me off forever but I ask you please,&lt;br /&gt;Don't fence me in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SwR5BPQWo0I/AAAAAAAAARA/D_js35z9vGY/s1600/summer+feeling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SwR5BPQWo0I/AAAAAAAAARA/D_js35z9vGY/s400/summer+feeling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405578514933392194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Underneath the western skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till I see the mountains rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SwR5AebcImI/AAAAAAAAAQw/z7HPjRr47_Q/s1600/pretty3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SwR5AebcImI/AAAAAAAAAQw/z7HPjRr47_Q/s400/pretty3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405578501826552418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo found via &lt;a href="http://http//weheartit.com/"&gt;We Heart it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/paperlilies/3652014827/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2432/3652014827_dbe9f6a32e.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/paperlilies/3652014827/"&gt;Paper.Lillies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses&lt;br /&gt;And I can't look at hovels and I can't stand fences&lt;br /&gt;Don't fence me in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelady-bird/4115372811/" title="just wandering by The Lady-Bird, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2585/4115372811_ab2e02aae9.jpg" alt="just wandering" width="375" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo of me, taken by a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The words are from Cole Porter's song 'Don't Fence Me In'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are almost, almost here...and all I long to do is 'Gaze at the moon till I lose my senses'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-7727749680731136475?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/7727749680731136475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-fence-me-in.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/7727749680731136475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/7727749680731136475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-fence-me-in.html' title='Dont Fence me in....'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2607/4115371839_3124b56032_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-927419308748534444</id><published>2009-11-10T14:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:52:45.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><title type='text'>Little Treasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvlK9bpOWZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HLzmYmcpuRA/s1600-h/PA100115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvlK9bpOWZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HLzmYmcpuRA/s400/PA100115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402431647260760466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Grandmother's clover brooch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelady-bird/4092234596/" title="A special thing is sweetest by The Lady-Bird, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2687/4092234596_8f4f6c0493.jpg" alt="A special thing is sweetest" width="375" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Great-Grandmother's pearls. These are so special to me, They are from the 1920's and were bought on a trip to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Svnitm6xdeI/AAAAAAAAAQY/4kJMwbg7dUY/s1600-h/PA100155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Svnitm6xdeI/AAAAAAAAAQY/4kJMwbg7dUY/s400/PA100155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402598501176669666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Great-Grandmother's signature album. I found this in an old trunk one rainy day, my mother had forgotten about it. It is such a little treasure, it has many pages of sweet messages and quotes, and even some drawings. There's a little message from my great-grandmother's husband too, from before they were married! The page above reads "To dear Narnee, with best wishes from Annie Cook" and below this "Small gifts have value when the giver's love goes with the gift as my love goes to thee."The inscriptions dates range from about 1906-1912. Every message is full of personality and love, some are humorous, and some are poetic, but they are all so magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvlJ6MTuPEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/aI-8JGx_aWY/s1600-h/PA100173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvlJ6MTuPEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/aI-8JGx_aWY/s400/PA100173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402430492092808258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are a few little inscriptions from my Great-Grandmother's album. The writing is so lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvlJ5OEwmsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/E8GFMS2wP4U/s1600-h/PA100169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvlJ5OEwmsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/E8GFMS2wP4U/s400/PA100169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402430475387050690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvlK9sqXOsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/r0ZXI0alRyY/s1600-h/PA100146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvlK9sqXOsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/r0ZXI0alRyY/s400/PA100146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402431651828939458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mother's old copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flower Faries of the Garden&lt;/span&gt;, by Cecily Mary Barker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelady-bird/4091726503/" title="My Great-Grandmother's Album by The Lady-Bird, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 417px; height: 297px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2687/4091726503_43d7820f6b.jpg" alt="My Great-Grandmother's Album" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have many family heirlooms but what I do have is so special. Perhaps I'm overly sentimental, but there is just something so mysterious and beautiful about reading the words of a family member you never met, from many years ago. It makes you wonder about who they were, whether they had your eyes, whether they lived in mostly happiness or sorrow. I hope to leave something as special as this to my great-grandchildren, so they can wonder about me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-927419308748534444?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/927419308748534444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-treasures_10.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/927419308748534444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/927419308748534444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-treasures_10.html' title='Little Treasures'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvlK9bpOWZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HLzmYmcpuRA/s72-c/PA100115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-8430605693888597819</id><published>2009-11-09T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:38:25.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvnqOxcKukI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ChC_VH-euK8/s1600-h/matt+caplin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvnqOxcKukI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ChC_VH-euK8/s400/matt+caplin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402606767518169666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mattcaplinphotography/3503711051/"&gt;Matt Caplin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you to the wonderful Sami of &lt;a href="http://samichami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Written Messages&lt;/a&gt;, who nominated me for this blog award! This put a very big smile on my face, so thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvkIpe4h0yI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/RFtObKndhOc/s1600-h/Beautifulbloggeraward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvkIpe4h0yI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/RFtObKndhOc/s320/Beautifulbloggeraward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402358736765440802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Thank the person who nominated me for this award.&lt;br /&gt;2) Copy the award &amp;amp; place it on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;3) Link to the person who nominated me for this award.&lt;br /&gt;4) Tell us 7 interesting things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;5) Nominate 7 bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;6) Post links to the 7 blogs I nominate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my lovely nominees:&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://pigtailsandblushingcheeks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pigtails&amp;amp;Blushing Cheeks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://pearls-in-your-hair.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pearls In Your Hair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://tauntingsmirk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Your Taunting Smirk Behind The Glass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://kissesandcrossstitches.blogspot.com/"&gt;kisses and cross stitches&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://knalleffekt.blogspot.com/"&gt;knalleffekt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://lets-flyaway-now.blogspot.com/"&gt;Let's fly away now &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;a href="http://madeleinemiranda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Madeleine's Wunderkammer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are seven interesting (I hope!) things about me:&lt;br /&gt;1) Change scares me,  but we need to experience it, because without it, there would be no growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My favorite song is 'Dream a Little Dream of Me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm a hopeless romantic and dream of hearts beating in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I love the city at Christmas time - and just sitting and watching everybody rush about with the sound of Christmas carols blurring around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I enjoy baking cakes but I'm afraid I'm not very good - my poor friends have to put up with my strange creations! I usually blame it on the recipe but perhaps it's me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) All my favorite books are children's books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I  have been dancing since I was around 4 and I adore it. I fell over in my very first performance, (dancing in pink to aqua's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barbie Girl&lt;/span&gt;), but it didn't stop me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone a wonderful Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-8430605693888597819?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/8430605693888597819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-treasures.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/8430605693888597819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/8430605693888597819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-treasures.html' title='Oh my!'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SvnqOxcKukI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ChC_VH-euK8/s72-c/matt+caplin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-214498799483774695</id><published>2009-11-06T00:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:51:00.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>It feels like hours but also like seconds...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelady-bird/4080048016/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2759/4080048016_e994886d1a.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 376px; height: 493px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another week is done. Another week with it's promise, dread, anxiety and wonder. Another set of seven days. Seven days where sometimes, everything changes, and sometimes, everything stays the same. Seven days which often pass by so quickly that you begin to think you've been sleeping through the days, wandering through the hours, carelessly without a thought to the minutes going by, and you've suddenly awoken and realised how much time has gone by. Not all days are special, but we must try our hardest to make each day worth remembering, to notice the world around us. A fleeting smile, a laugh with the glory of a church bell, the footsteps in the mud. Perhaps life's defining moments do not always come to one's side with grandeur and glory, like a knight riding to battle, but rather as an old friend, quietly and softly creeping to your side to stay with you forever. Moments will come, with their charm and their mystery, their pain and their joy.&lt;br /&gt;But we must welcome each moment and never, never let them pass us by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'm sorry about the lack of posting, I'm afraid I'm quite weighed down with school and exams at the moment. But I'll be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-214498799483774695?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/214498799483774695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/11/afternoon-sun-originally-uploaded-by.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/214498799483774695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/214498799483774695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/11/afternoon-sun-originally-uploaded-by.html' title='It feels like hours but also like seconds...'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2759/4080048016_e994886d1a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-598294803592975926</id><published>2009-10-31T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:57:44.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my closet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>One Enchanted Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0Ztce8khI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wDEuW2Ppc4E/s1600-h/PA030098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0Ztce8khI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wDEuW2Ppc4E/s320/PA030098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999796817891858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0bZO3FeII/AAAAAAAAAPI/nLWPI9EL-Ig/s1600-h/PA030105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0bZO3FeII/AAAAAAAAAPI/nLWPI9EL-Ig/s320/PA030105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399001648586913922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite things about spring is the endless parade and roses and garden flowers blooming, raising their heads in even the solemnest of gardens. I've been picking many a pretty posy, and as a result practically every spare surface in my house has been covered in jars and vases full of blooms! It seems the more serious and studious I have to be, the more I just want to frolic, to live not by school bells and time frames but by my own footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0bX13M6TI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qjOsD_T-ZCg/s1600-h/PA030118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0bX13M6TI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qjOsD_T-ZCg/s320/PA030118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399001624696645938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0ZtzjO_-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/O9w8eIXru_c/s1600-h/PA030122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0ZtzjO_-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/O9w8eIXru_c/s320/PA030122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999803009892322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did find a little time to spend among the flowers, wearing my new favorite spring dress - a 1950's sundress printed with pansies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0Zsy3ZzjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/uQDOQxrkrY8/s1600-h/PA030132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0Zsy3ZzjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/uQDOQxrkrY8/s320/PA030132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999785646181938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope every one had a marvelous weekend (and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appropriately&lt;/span&gt; spooky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-598294803592975926?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/598294803592975926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-enchanted-evening.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/598294803592975926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/598294803592975926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-enchanted-evening.html' title='One Enchanted Evening'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Su0Ztce8khI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wDEuW2Ppc4E/s72-c/PA030098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-4389926585438271801</id><published>2009-10-28T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T03:53:47.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall fashion week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='editorials'/><title type='text'>And God Created Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk6vrJG7KI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WlZqr2_V8HI/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk6vrJG7KI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WlZqr2_V8HI/s320/abbeyvogueau1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397910219089439906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk6wIu6urI/AAAAAAAAAMo/lZpKBP2k2o0/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk6wIu6urI/AAAAAAAAAMo/lZpKBP2k2o0/s320/abbeyvogueau2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397910227032652466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk9CCV3mlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/k2jh5Mi9ssk/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk9CCV3mlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/k2jh5Mi9ssk/s320/abbeyvogueau3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397912733577878098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk6wjnWCDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/79T2mK6MOYc/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk6wjnWCDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/79T2mK6MOYc/s320/abbeyvogueau4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397910234248644658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk7bNhfPmI/AAAAAAAAANA/pqIbPqVh-gA/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk7bNhfPmI/AAAAAAAAANA/pqIbPqVh-gA/s320/abbeyvogueau5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397910967052877410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk7bcVJOuI/AAAAAAAAANI/B_r6q_V1xzI/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk7bcVJOuI/AAAAAAAAANI/B_r6q_V1xzI/s320/abbeyvogueau6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397910971027634914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk7bjypprI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Gjyrh8ngWZE/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk7bjypprI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Gjyrh8ngWZE/s320/abbeyvogueau7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397910973030442674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk-J48Rh3I/AAAAAAAAAOA/fb_sD8V_Ntw/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk-J48Rh3I/AAAAAAAAAOA/fb_sD8V_Ntw/s320/abbeyvogueau8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397913968005187442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk7cemjWzI/AAAAAAAAANg/fxwVRixHlsg/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk7cemjWzI/AAAAAAAAANg/fxwVRixHlsg/s320/abbeyvogueau9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397910988817390386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk7b_4H3vI/AAAAAAAAANY/HSwsBXKs4bk/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk7b_4H3vI/AAAAAAAAANY/HSwsBXKs4bk/s320/abbeyvogueau10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397910980569587442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk-tfe7RNI/AAAAAAAAAOI/p42DcwWQEFs/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk-tfe7RNI/AAAAAAAAAOI/p42DcwWQEFs/s320/abbeyvogueau11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397914579646498002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk8HIUVQSI/AAAAAAAAANo/cYl4DpQlbJc/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk8HIUVQSI/AAAAAAAAANo/cYl4DpQlbJc/s320/abbeyvogueau12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397911721569763618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk8HrTtOjI/AAAAAAAAANw/OPdcoCLDSKo/s1600-h/abbeyvogueau13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk8HrTtOjI/AAAAAAAAANw/OPdcoCLDSKo/s320/abbeyvogueau13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397911730962381362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite editorials, from May Vogue Australia, Based on the iconic Brigitte Bardot film of the same name. I love the atmosphere of this shoot - it seems to capture the feeling of summer, bare-foot wanders under endlessly blue skies, the beat of the sun and the sand. Abbey Lee Kershaw is also beautiful, and of course the clothes are lovely, simple cuts and colours, perfect for summer.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the holidays, if only exams were over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-4389926585438271801?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/4389926585438271801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-god-created-woman.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/4389926585438271801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/4389926585438271801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-god-created-woman.html' title='And God Created Woman'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Suk6vrJG7KI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WlZqr2_V8HI/s72-c/abbeyvogueau1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-8155413017494984596</id><published>2009-10-28T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T04:17:13.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>The 13th Annual Hollywood Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SugdSVbk2zI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Oe_0W0Mzs9c/s1600-h/zoey+in+luella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SugdSVbk2zI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Oe_0W0Mzs9c/s320/zoey+in+luella.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397596354231196466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zooey Deschanel looked cute as a button at the 13th Annual Hollywood awards, in a sweet little Luella frock from the spring 09 collection. I am a tad obsessed with this dress - the cut, the colour, the bow...Zooey also seems to be a lover of bows, as she appears to be wearing one not only on her dress, but in her hair and her shoes as well. A girl after my own heart, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SugdSlUZJWI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2ipGyGeOlq4/s1600-h/zoey+in+luella2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SugdSlUZJWI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2ipGyGeOlq4/s320/zoey+in+luella2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397596358496036194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My other favorite was up and coming British actress Carey Mulligan's gorgeously beaded and trimmed dress, from the Prabal Gurung spring collection. Funnily enough, both my favorite frocks of the night feature bows...  But this look is a far cry from Zooey's girly ensemble, proving that a bow can look both sweet and striking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SugdTBWJuCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BZI5Vc9W8Q0/s1600-h/carey+mulligan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SugdTBWJuCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BZI5Vc9W8Q0/s320/carey+mulligan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397596366019606562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, let's face it, sometimes there is nothing more feminine and beautiful than a perfectly tied bow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-8155413017494984596?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/8155413017494984596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/13th-annual-hollywood-awards.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/8155413017494984596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/8155413017494984596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/13th-annual-hollywood-awards.html' title='The 13th Annual Hollywood Awards'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SugdSVbk2zI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Oe_0W0Mzs9c/s72-c/zoey+in+luella.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-5190166718403780561</id><published>2009-10-22T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T05:00:34.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journeys'/><title type='text'>Of skies and paths that cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SuBF5M8Cc4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/47O6QS9xxDE/s1600-h/the+sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SuBF5M8Cc4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/47O6QS9xxDE/s320/the+sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395389202617758594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/romanced/"&gt;Tigerlace&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes we fail. Sometimes we succeed. But we cannot dwell on these events. Sometimes we need to leave our pride and shame behind, to bring clarity to every smaller moment, to every day. Successions and failures do not make a person. It is the simple things, the moments filled with not a soaring rush of victory or the cold hand of an opportunity lost, but the times in which we stand tall, look at the sky and remember the earth. Remember love. Remember that life happens to everyone. Remember that everyone bears the burdens of victory and failure, the pressures brought upon themselves. So look at the sky. And when you do, remember that you are never alone. That the earth carries many footsteps, paths that twist and intertwine. Our paths may cross one day. And when they do, please look at me, smile and remind me to look at the sky. Because when we look at the sky, we remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wishing everyone a happy friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-5190166718403780561?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/5190166718403780561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-by-tigerlace.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/5190166718403780561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/5190166718403780561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-by-tigerlace.html' title='Of skies and paths that cross'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SuBF5M8Cc4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/47O6QS9xxDE/s72-c/the+sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-933342541151821032</id><published>2009-10-20T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:50:43.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustrations'/><title type='text'>Forget Me Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/St47WGS7UbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QyCPgX4ZRkY/s1600-h/coco+scarf4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/St47WGS7UbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QyCPgX4ZRkY/s320/coco+scarf4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394814654469591474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coco, a freelance illustrator based in London, after spending five years studying in Paris, and drawing for magazines including Vogue, Elle, Nylon and Muse, has launched a silk scarf label. The label is named &lt;a href="http://forget-me-not.me/"&gt;Forget Me Not&lt;/a&gt;, and the scarves are enchantingly beautiful and fascinating - I would probably rather frame one than wear one!  Each is a delicate mixture of geometric pattens and whimsical imagery - and hand rendered and digitally printed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/St47xgdnxiI/AAAAAAAAALo/4bSTc9dmb4c/s1600-h/coco+scarf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/St47xgdnxiI/AAAAAAAAALo/4bSTc9dmb4c/s320/coco+scarf3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394815125350237730" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/St47W8bERjI/AAAAAAAAALY/y3bj5jnU7Hw/s1600-h/coco+scarf5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/St47W8bERjI/AAAAAAAAALY/y3bj5jnU7Hw/s320/coco+scarf5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394814668999247410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh. If only I could afford one of these beauties, they would be perfect for dressing up any outfit, from adding colour to a grey winter coat to giving that extra something to a spring dress. Sweet but mysterious, they are works of art, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-933342541151821032?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/933342541151821032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/forget-me-not.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/933342541151821032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/933342541151821032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/forget-me-not.html' title='Forget Me Not'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/St47WGS7UbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QyCPgX4ZRkY/s72-c/coco+scarf4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-4553045577568381524</id><published>2009-10-18T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:41:04.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Delights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq2786T6mI/AAAAAAAAAKI/84tnj41W_n0/s1600-h/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq2786T6mI/AAAAAAAAAKI/84tnj41W_n0/s320/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393824644808829538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cecily Mary Barker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq2MKzQaMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eQlI-deFSyg/s1600-h/tfs-wonderland-girl-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq2MKzQaMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eQlI-deFSyg/s320/tfs-wonderland-girl-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393823823903615170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq1kucLTNI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/kYqAJT_1iA4/s1600-h/swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq1kucLTNI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/kYqAJT_1iA4/s320/swing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393823146275720402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Swing, Jean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Honoré&lt;/span&gt; Fragonard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I adore spring. It's just one of those things that it would be strange not to love. I would be silly to say it is my favorite season, because I simply can't decide, but there is something so magical, so romantic, so anticipated about spring. Something that makes everybody come out into the street at twilight, or play music in their cars with all the windows down, or just walk slowly and smile knowingly to themselves. Every spring is different, just like no month is alike to the last, but it's the way all the blossoms all seem to decide to erupt at the same moment, filling the lane-ways with scent, that gives spring such a languid, sentimental feeling. Like a movie that you've seen before, so many times, yet you still thrill to every line. Maybe that's just me, but there is always that day, towards the start of spring, in which the colours are softer, the air so much brighter, and the scent more fragrant than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq3e5iecwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/T3V95yChf7A/s1600-h/fields.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq3e5iecwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/T3V95yChf7A/s320/fields.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393825245198971650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq0kB1RbbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/k_m6Dc-8350/s1600-h/luella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq0kB1RbbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/k_m6Dc-8350/s320/luella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393822034789756338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Luella Spring 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq0jiHl8dI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rLG3uGbtPIs/s1600-h/dior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq0jiHl8dI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rLG3uGbtPIs/s320/dior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393822026276663762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dior Fall couture 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And spring fashion, how I adore thee! But I'm afraid, even with so many exciting new trends calling my name, I still pull out my old floral frock and feel all new and different despite having worn it with the same enthuse the spring before. Maybe it's just spring that gives everything a fresh touch, a new look, alters our outlooks on things we have discarded. That is, all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; winter coats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq0knokZYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uEh3EJItNsk/s1600-h/00010m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq0knokZYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uEh3EJItNsk/s320/00010m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393822044937020802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mochino&lt;/span&gt; Cheap &amp;amp; Chic Spring 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq29pOyxaI/AAAAAAAAAKo/XYbsglVssc4/s1600-h/037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq29pOyxaI/AAAAAAAAAKo/XYbsglVssc4/s320/037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393824673885767074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq5qXbb3DI/AAAAAAAAALI/UfSThIs5MU0/s1600-h/pear+blossom+fairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq5qXbb3DI/AAAAAAAAALI/UfSThIs5MU0/s320/pear+blossom+fairy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393827641224322098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please tell me, what do you do on the first day of  spring? Do you dance around in the sunlight, or pull out your favorite frock? Or both? Whatever you do, do it fancy-free, and with a light heart full of new beginnings. And that, my dears, is the essence of the magic that is spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-4553045577568381524?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/4553045577568381524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/cecily-mary-barker.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/4553045577568381524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/4553045577568381524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/cecily-mary-barker.html' title='Spring Delights...'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/Stq2786T6mI/AAAAAAAAAKI/84tnj41W_n0/s72-c/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-1845605992327936227</id><published>2009-10-13T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T05:15:53.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Michelle Obama in Rodarte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StRgLCUXOvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/in12kV3s7X8/s1600-h/michelle+obama2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StRgLCUXOvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/in12kV3s7X8/s320/michelle+obama2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392040396586433266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First lady Michelle Obama wore a stunning Rodarte dress to The Opening Ceremony of The International Olympic Committee session at the Copenhagen Opera House this October. I adore this dress -  the cut, the jewelled neck piece, the pleating, the under-skirt sweetly peeking out, the simplicity of it all, but most of all the colour. The orange is so striking, and especially on her - she looks so glamorous and elegant. It certainly is a shame that people often shy away from bright colours, as it often gives that extra something to a beautiful dress. I could probably write a book about the orange in this dress - it is so glorious, so luminous that you cannot help but stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StRgnYJ2PjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1am8vjLed4A/s320/michelle+obama+orange.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392040883484245554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StRgnIuh00I/AAAAAAAAAJA/JMOdoQM9Q8c/s1600-h/michelle+obama3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StRgnIuh00I/AAAAAAAAAJA/JMOdoQM9Q8c/s320/michelle+obama3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392040879343129410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, grey, be gone, all though you were such a comfort to me in the Autumn months. It is time to pull out the bright and luminous colours again, for summer nights, summer days, and hopefully, a season as radiant as the orange of her dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-1845605992327936227?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/1845605992327936227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/michelle-obama-in-rodarte.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/1845605992327936227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/1845605992327936227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/michelle-obama-in-rodarte.html' title='Michelle Obama in Rodarte'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StRgLCUXOvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/in12kV3s7X8/s72-c/michelle+obama2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-8930455499781290164</id><published>2009-10-11T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:56:25.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journeys'/><title type='text'>Monsalvat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJPQc0aosI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ywuFmwZnDNw/s1600-h/P8300429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJPQc0aosI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ywuFmwZnDNw/s320/P8300429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391458847948448450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGhQcHtWzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cFdQv3ub92E/s1600-h/P8300292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGhQcHtWzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cFdQv3ub92E/s320/P8300292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391267532737698610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGhP8GH24I/AAAAAAAAAHY/5zJA0JsmbjI/s1600-h/P8300306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGhP8GH24I/AAAAAAAAAHY/5zJA0JsmbjI/s320/P8300306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391267524141112194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other week some friends and I journeyed to &lt;a href="http://www.montsalvat.com.au/"&gt;Monsalvat&lt;/a&gt;, an enchanting and beautiful artist's colony in outer Melbourne. Despite the fact that it is spring, we encountered fairly wet weather, but we still were determined to have a picnic! There was an abundance of flowers, peacocks, and lots of magical little corners, and of course beautiful architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJPPmvcNNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wlknVo_bi1M/s1600-h/P8300417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJPPmvcNNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wlknVo_bi1M/s320/P8300417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391458833432065234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJPOvRS5VI/AAAAAAAAAHo/LD5F_HWJeXo/s1600-h/P8300457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJPOvRS5VI/AAAAAAAAAHo/LD5F_HWJeXo/s320/P8300457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391458818541675858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJRBnp7mEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3M6rV_9cyMc/s1600-h/P8300468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJRBnp7mEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3M6rV_9cyMc/s320/P8300468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391460792182478914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJRAATsUAI/AAAAAAAAAII/FUDGvEOGA7I/s1600-h/P8300448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJRAATsUAI/AAAAAAAAAII/FUDGvEOGA7I/s320/P8300448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391460764440350722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJR5sCqr0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/OpekkQXxIAk/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJR5sCqr0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/OpekkQXxIAk/s320/me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391461755432644418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last picture of me taken by &lt;a href="http://swellegant-elegant.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Madeline.&lt;/a&gt; I highly recommend a look for anyone who lives in Melbourne or is visiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-8930455499781290164?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/8930455499781290164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/monsalvat.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/8930455499781290164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/8930455499781290164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/monsalvat.html' title='Monsalvat'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StJPQc0aosI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ywuFmwZnDNw/s72-c/P8300429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-6375852833994191389</id><published>2009-10-10T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T04:10:15.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style icons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colours'/><title type='text'>Style Icon: Emma Pillsbury</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StF-9jMoEkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nlsDitzudDI/s1600-h/glee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StF-9jMoEkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nlsDitzudDI/s320/glee1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391229824824513090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being a musical lover, I am in love with Glee, it's unabashed cheesyness and cute characters. But lately something other than the catchy musical numbers has caught my eye. Emma Pillsbury, the obsessively neat guidance councilor, has a completely adorable wardrobe which is the highlight of the show. She's very prim and proper, but adds a cheeky and colourful element to every outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGCCnWekbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gOrhpXWvWCo/s1600-h/glee22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGCCnWekbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gOrhpXWvWCo/s320/glee22.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391233210373804466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGHpfrRQLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Hu9AYQ-Mglg/s1600-h/gleeyellow.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGCDFku9tI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kIrSXRRv94c/s320/normal_306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391233218486662866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love how Emma wears different shades of one colour in an outfit, as above, in shades of sunny yellow. I would have never done monochromatic to this extreme myself, but she pulls it of so effortlessly, melding the mustard of the skirt, the pale yellow of the shirt with apparent ease that i'm thinking again. She does the preppy, vintage-y look in such a delightful way, and gives a fresh, quirky take on wardrobe basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGEmndAubI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fe4CiRbI4PE/s1600-h/glee-cropjacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGEmndAubI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fe4CiRbI4PE/s320/glee-cropjacket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391236027899754930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGHQz8xATI/AAAAAAAAAGw/m3ieW93_tqk/s1600-h/glee23.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGHQz8xATI/AAAAAAAAAGw/m3ieW93_tqk/s320/glee23.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391238951831929138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGLkFMXE8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/4M5CftbaDhc/s1600-h/glee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StGLkFMXE8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/4M5CftbaDhc/s320/glee2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391243680924767170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-6375852833994191389?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/6375852833994191389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/style-icon-emma-pillsbury.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/6375852833994191389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/6375852833994191389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/style-icon-emma-pillsbury.html' title='Style Icon: Emma Pillsbury'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StF-9jMoEkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nlsDitzudDI/s72-c/glee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-5128785774545501573</id><published>2009-10-09T23:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:55:18.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairytales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustrations'/><title type='text'>Edmund Dulac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq_yhSGYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0fGyeVBHkdg/s1600-h/edmond+dulac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq_yhSGYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0fGyeVBHkdg/s320/edmond+dulac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390856029343979906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq2ilQ-1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/_1P8uy1z0u4/s1600-h/princess+and+pea+by+dulac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq2ilQ-1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/_1P8uy1z0u4/s320/princess+and+pea+by+dulac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390855870446893906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq2cQ-OZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IfwTC_K076s/s1600-h/dulac_beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq2cQ-OZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IfwTC_K076s/s320/dulac_beauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390855868751165842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq2N3EX6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/qrEVvcJXwpI/s1600-h/dulac_elves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq2N3EX6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/qrEVvcJXwpI/s320/dulac_elves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390855864884420514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am completely smitten with &lt;a href="http://dulac.artpassions.net/"&gt;Edmond Dulac&lt;/a&gt;’s romantic illistrations, which are simply filled with whimsy and elegance. His illistrations tell simple stories of innocence and the joy of imaginatation, evoking the romance and mystery of fairytales, with his soft use of watercolours to create a haze of dreams and delight.  I love how the emotions in the paintings are held through the colour palettes, dream-like, but fleeting – his illistrations seem to somehow capture the fancies of little girls and boys, sleeping peacefully. Oh, how I adore fairytales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq1vh3ZYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_f9xk_lI8Y8/s1600-h/dulac_beauty_destiny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq1vh3ZYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_f9xk_lI8Y8/s320/dulac_beauty_destiny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390855856742425986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-5128785774545501573?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/5128785774545501573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/edmund-dulac.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/5128785774545501573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/5128785774545501573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/edmund-dulac.html' title='Edmund Dulac'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAq_yhSGYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0fGyeVBHkdg/s72-c/edmond+dulac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-879695352432416668</id><published>2009-10-09T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:29:19.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall fashion week'/><title type='text'>Dreams of Paris, as always</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAokz_g36I/AAAAAAAAAEA/68I-r4-aWqk/s1600-h/mui+mui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAokz_g36I/AAAAAAAAAEA/68I-r4-aWqk/s320/mui+mui.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390853366859489186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAogVAGbRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WUgrGTR5uH0/s1600-h/mui+mui3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAogVAGbRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WUgrGTR5uH0/s320/mui+mui3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390853289820974354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAocajdGEI/AAAAAAAAADw/-VWqwJVoMEQ/s1600-h/muimui6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAocajdGEI/AAAAAAAAADw/-VWqwJVoMEQ/s320/muimui6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390853222591961154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAoYhAO6sI/AAAAAAAAADo/tYtLO7nQX5Q/s1600-h/muimui3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAoYhAO6sI/AAAAAAAAADo/tYtLO7nQX5Q/s320/muimui3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390853155603802818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAoQ3UXqhI/AAAAAAAAADg/ahGTJPJ3X14/s1600-h/muimui8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAoQ3UXqhI/AAAAAAAAADg/ahGTJPJ3X14/s320/muimui8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390853024154888722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAoNJhHm4I/AAAAAAAAADY/5oeX-9CGQFw/s1600-h/muimuiback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAoNJhHm4I/AAAAAAAAADY/5oeX-9CGQFw/s320/muimuiback.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390852960320723842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it has been a very busy week of back-to-school assignments, exams and dreary mornings,and yet in another part of the world the crisp autumn leaves have begun falling, early-morning croissants are being spread with jam, and of course, fashionistas are tottering around cobbled lane ways, their heels making that self-assuring click-clack of confidence that fierce heels seem to give, and waking up to early morning front-row seats at shows rather than seats in maths class. Know where I'm thinking of? Why Paris, of course! Even though I wasn't able to be there myself (obviously!),  endless pictures on style.com have transported me to the magic, enchantment and exhaustion of Paris fashion week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite shows, Mui Mui, was a sweet combination of embellishments, sheer and sharp tailoring topped of with toung-in-cheek animal prints of cats and birds (excluding a slightly less innocent print of a nude lady lounging). I esspecially loved the little-girl frocks topped of with Rapunzel-Esque plaits and beading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But What I most love about this collection is not the 1920's beading, or even the kooky cats, but the sheer wearablility of it all. I'm all for dream-like and extravagant fashion, but sometimes the dreamiest clothes are the ones you can see yourself actually wearing and living in, as yourself, and not anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-879695352432416668?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/879695352432416668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-it-has-been-very-busy-week-of-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/879695352432416668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/879695352432416668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-it-has-been-very-busy-week-of-back.html' title='Dreams of Paris, as always'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/StAokz_g36I/AAAAAAAAAEA/68I-r4-aWqk/s72-c/mui+mui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185526543969608291.post-9035491063270522071</id><published>2009-10-08T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T05:39:37.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beginnings'/><title type='text'>The Beginning.</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first blog post, a new beginning in a way. A little introduction -  I  will be posting various fancies and wonderings, musings and reverie on the prettier side of life, and hope to bring much liveliness and joy to who ever passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among many other things I'll be discussing all from fashion (in detail, of course!)  to walks in the rain, to cakes and curtsies, to frocks and fairy-floss.  But please bear with me while I figure out the tinks and kinks of blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new beginning. And here's to a new day and new beginnings, where-ever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady-Bird Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Erinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185526543969608291-9035491063270522071?l=thelady-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/9035491063270522071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/beginning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/9035491063270522071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185526543969608291/posts/default/9035491063270522071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelady-bird.blogspot.com/2009/10/beginning.html' title='The Beginning.'/><author><name>Erinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07454680004799266393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lICWf5PAqTA/SqYsOtKdLfI/AAAAAAAAABU/NFsaybfmqKk/S220/almond+blossom+fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
