tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014281154863564192024-03-12T22:18:44.457-07:00Glitter Me ThisFood. Music. Puppies.
And all the little things that make me happy...My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.comBlogger427125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-63118844764547271542013-10-07T23:38:00.000-07:002013-10-09T12:39:44.544-07:00You know my steez.Highbrow, lowbrow. Terrible quality and high def. Weird, glittery and inspiring. <br />
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<a href="https://vimeo.com/74688261" target="new"><img src=http://i.imgur.com/R45u92m.jpg border="0"/></a>
<a href="https://vimeo.com/52514082" target="new"><img src=http://i.imgur.com/G7pLC8g.jpg border="0"/></a>
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My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-17413145507626662702013-01-31T11:32:00.001-08:002013-01-31T11:48:51.056-08:00Microsoft groveling <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I interrupt my nonposting (ah!! so much Cali traveling to tell you about!!!) to post a video- because I feel guilty for not posting. So I'm compulsive posting. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The message of this latest Microsoft campaign is: "You've grown up and so have we." Totally digging that concept. And while the video sort of annoys me at times (mainly the voice over), it's incredibly well shot and well stylized (?). With that said, may I recommend putting it on mute and playing your favorite jam in the background. Enjoy!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">cc: Lauren Rabinowitz for the link! </span>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-4158437853177052772013-01-23T18:33:00.002-08:002013-01-31T11:32:26.049-08:00Go West<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Backstory: some of my MIP (most important people) have moved from NYC all within the past year and a half. I call it the Great Western Migration. Thankfully all of my friends have been incredibly happy with their respective moves (and I'm so happy for them) but sadly, I've been wandering around NYC like a lost puppy in their absence. I miss my friends. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I got an email from Frontier advertising a killer, killer "Go West" sale the other day. After a quick call to each MIP, I said aloud to my computer: "Why yes Frontier, I will Go West. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Over the next 10 days I'll be bopping around to LA, San Francisco and Seattle and I'm literally BOPPING around with joy. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> This is the sign in the Denver Airport for an ATM. Dumb question: does ATM stand for Automated Teller Machine? Should I have just asked that? Shit pretend I didn't ask that. (but does it?)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Shoeshines are one of my secret joys in life. At a particularly tubular shoe shine during my Denver layover, Denise, my awesomely manly shoeshiner took a blowtorch to my boots. She also told me that her favorite shoe to shine is ostrich leather because when she rubs it it's like a massage for her too. It wasn't as creepy when she said it, I promise. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Whilst writing this post. (Ginger tea not pictured)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I mean...could I be any happier right now? May I gently remind you that it's 10 degrees at home. 10. THIS WAS A PHENOMENAL DECISION. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I haven't seen friends yet, or really done anything yet, so hopefully these posts will get better! Have a great day everyone! </span><br />
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My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-26370698076084405642013-01-14T14:18:00.001-08:002013-01-15T13:20:58.206-08:00Monday inspiration <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-14010830163244435152013-01-11T12:25:00.002-08:002013-01-14T14:25:57.630-08:00Solo dance party<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I don't know if you've seen this already but...I mean...it's absolute perfection. Try not to smile, come on. Try it. It's amazing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This video inspires me. Sometimes I go "run" along the East River. That is really code for me turning the Spice Girls Pandora station on full blast and run/dancing. Run/dancing is awkward. Basically it's running and trying to hide the fact that you're really dancing. Which ends up looking like a combination of the following:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Run (arm flies up in the air and waves around) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This video inspired me to screw the pretense of running and just DAAANCE all along the East River. I should probably start documenting this. </span>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-40008923854793617922013-01-11T09:36:00.002-08:002013-01-11T09:39:33.316-08:00Flashback Friday- Scaredy Cat<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Story time! In NYC, some apartments are heated by steam pipes that run throughout the home. Sometimes these pipes make banging and hissing noises as the steam expands through them. It's kinda an NYC thing and you generally get used to it (always creepy but tolerable). Well in good ol' apartment TA, it's no longer tolerable. I've been woken up at 4am all this week to banging noises so intense that it shakes my bed. This intense banging has happened before and I'm told it's normal by the building maintenance people. But I'm sorry, THIS CAN'T BE NORMAL. I swear it sounds like they're about to break. And annoyingly, it's the worst in my bedroom. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So last night I was shaken awake by the bangs, and it was so loud that I was actually terrified. Even my plant, Herbie, was swaying in his pretty pot. It was awful. After tossing and turning and jumping at every crash and bang, there was only one thing I could do. Get in bed with <a href="http://glittermethis.blogspot.com/2011/05/flashback-friday-beshizzle-my-flizzle.html" target="_blank">Liz</a>. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Her room was so cool and so quiet and her blankies so warm. The banging was immediately dissolved into a scary memory of the past. She moved over and let me hop right in. As I laid there wide awake with a mild case of PTSD, I was struck with a sweet thought: 18 years ago she let me climb into her bed at camp when I was homesick. A lifetime has passed, we've grown up, and now it's those damn steam pipes.... and there is Liz and her bed, still making me feel better when I'm scared. </span><br />
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<br />My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-83362172274430934752013-01-09T13:04:00.000-08:002013-01-09T13:06:52.220-08:00Viva La Fishnette<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Let's kick off this return to blogging with a hard-hitting bang shall we? That's right, I'm talking about nail stickers. I decided it was time to give them another go so last night (after meandering around CVS for way too long) I settled on the fishnet. Ask me why the fishnet. I'll tell you. The butterfly/flower/glitter motifs felt so Spring AND the gold base of the fishnet lo</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">oked really good with the the coat I was wearing. Fishnet it was. I said this blog post was going to be hard-hitting, I do not lie. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">While normally I have a very positive relationship with these adhesive bits of fun (documented <a href="http://glittermethis.blogspot.com/2011/06/raaawrr.html" target="_blank">here</a> and <a href="http://glittermethis.blogspot.com/2011/04/royally-anticipating.html" target="_blank">here</a>). Last night just wasnt my night. 2 nails into it and my ADD kicked in. I instagrammed, flipped the record like 3 times, danced a wee bit, wrote this blog post and ate popcorn. An hour, 400 calories and only 2 glitzy nails later... I finally continued. Reason #3852 WHY I PAY PEOPLE TO DO THIS FOR ME</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Verdict is: its a tad subtle. Turns out when I take the time to sticker my own nails I want the full out BAM effect of butterflies or glitter or something. You live and you learn.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Another verdict: Side B on Petula Clark's "The Other Man's Grass Is Always Greener" album is officially unlistenable. I may be cheery but there's only so much blind positivity and uptempo beats a girl can take. Sorry Petula. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Listen to: Petula Clark: Black Coffee <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOleZTq1Dsw" target="_blank">here</a>. (One of the songs I thoroughly enjoyed on side A not side B)</span>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-78414471158965301452013-01-08T14:28:00.000-08:002013-01-08T15:08:32.156-08:00Hi. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">August 2, 2011. </span><br />
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Let's call it D-Day.</span><br />
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We'll speak it's name in this post and never refer to it again. </span><br />
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D.Day. The day I left you. WITH. A. KE$HA. POST.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />A Ke$ha post? That was so rude. </span><br />
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There are no words to describe how much I've missed you...and missed this. I left without a word and without any notice and to you, my dear readers, I'm so sorry. I don't think I can ever express how truly sad and sorry I am. </span><br />
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The truth is, I started a new job the week after I stopped blogging and looking back, I realize that I became so exhausted all the time and so overwhelmed by my new role that I just couldn't handle it all. Let's just lay it out there...I lost the creative spark. I let GMT, my great love, escape me and a void slowly crept into it's place. BOOM! Just as fast as it came...the glitter died.</span><br />
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Tonight I did something that I haven't done in a year and a half...I read my own blog. I know it sounds crazy, but I think I've been so upset that I blocked it out. I literally haven't gone on it. Deep down, I've known that I didn't want to blog or to even deal with it until I was truly ready to commit. I didn't want to even post an apology until I'm ready to write poems, upload pictures and share glittery tidbits of puppies and sparkle and happiness. </span><br />
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Tonight, I felt ready to read (2 glasses of wine?) and you guys...I loved it. I read my own words and I smiled (and laughed and maybe cried a little). Tonight I became my own biggest fan. </span><br />
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The road to finding my glitter is going to be slow. I'm not used to it and I'm not as confident. (And for the love of god they've totally changed the whole Blogger format and it's AWFUL- I'll probably write a whole post on that later). But I promise you and I promise myself, I'm going to get it back...post by post...piece by piece. I want to refind my voice, refind my silliness and refind GMT. </span><br />
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Thank you for being patient with me in the process and thank you for loving GMT more than I knew anyone ever did. The responses that I've recieved in the past year have made me realize that I've truly been a part of your lives (most of the time it's that bored part when you're at work and like to click things and read silly nonsense..but I'll take it!!). Thank you for reading. I love you. </span><br />
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Let's do this again shall we?</span><br />
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Sparkle on,</span><br />
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My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-40413726761484623052011-08-02T18:32:00.000-07:002011-08-02T18:40:07.142-07:00Glitt'a<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIWFXeT0BMvPo3NAASfS_uAejCctBQpAXHq1JPIJwKdvUZf-9smamI8VKqRL4fya_cMXIgAUwGdAZSQTr0_dCF4bJ25OrnGhDLpwt6xCt6qevqOev7veyaGJ1BCNMZMOqUD7g63ShuEx8/s1600/Picture+15.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Today, Perez Hilton's "Quote of the Day" was from Ke$ha. I generally have hated Ke$ha in the past. She is scary looking and she kinda makes me uncomfortable and itchy all at the same time. This quote makes me uncomfortable and itchy but...I might be starting to like her?</span></span><div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIWFXeT0BMvPo3NAASfS_uAejCctBQpAXHq1JPIJwKdvUZf-9smamI8VKqRL4fya_cMXIgAUwGdAZSQTr0_dCF4bJ25OrnGhDLpwt6xCt6qevqOev7veyaGJ1BCNMZMOqUD7g63ShuEx8/s400/Picture+15.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636437853942388834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:Verdana, Geneva, Kalimati, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">“It doesn’t go anywhere. I’ve tried to get it off, but then I just reapply, so it seems relatively pointless. After about the third show I ever played, I was like, '%@*# it.' You might as well just learn to love it. I’ve found glitter anywhere a person could find glitter. I’ve choked on glitter. I found it behind the backs of my eyelids. Even in my food, in my beer. It clogs my shower after every show. There’s glitter in my piss. It’s so gross.”</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">- <a href="http://www.perezhilton.com/category/Kesha/" target="_blank" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(204, 0, 102); text-decoration: none; "><strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; ">Ke$ha</strong></a> on, what else, her undying love for glitter</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">Dear Ke$ha, it's not gross...it's amazing. </span></span></span></span></p></span></div></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-37205566203943530272011-07-28T08:10:00.000-07:002011-07-28T08:18:48.761-07:00Flashback Friday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0VQmsZkSA4tOqGDWMgpS6q7s2h8koDS50twDIVUn0SFzhsN98Nbp8HpmsHjalGmocf8UdwYlBGyycAxDIE3bWg0IIoj861EuWjKhqlqB5m9RiDruzXWpflrV4EigsuxIKpYSDU9zyIOo/s1600/photo-61.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0VQmsZkSA4tOqGDWMgpS6q7s2h8koDS50twDIVUn0SFzhsN98Nbp8HpmsHjalGmocf8UdwYlBGyycAxDIE3bWg0IIoj861EuWjKhqlqB5m9RiDruzXWpflrV4EigsuxIKpYSDU9zyIOo/s400/photo-61.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634421678704239666" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">To make amends for my 2 week gap in posting...I present to you my professional graduation pictures. My friend Ashley's parents found them in her bedroom and sent them to her. She was ever gracious to them and has since put them all on the fridge. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">WHY OH WHY DO WE TAKE PROFESSIONAL GRAD PICTURES AND DISTRIBUTE THEM LIKE TRADING CARDS??? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I think we still have a bunch left over so if you would like a copy for your wallet or fridge (or both) please send all requests to my mom directly at: danny3451@aol.com</span></span></div><div><br /></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-89055034829174783922011-07-27T10:34:00.000-07:002011-07-28T08:07:14.298-07:00Glitt'o Box<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I interrupt my usual....oh wait I haven't posted in a while. HA! I'm not interrupting! </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Here, please have a couple of internet video gems. You'reeee welcome! I love you! </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9A_TX-rlfvU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Ohhh yes. Dumb video, kinda dumb idea. But...pretty cool!</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Am7fOLdZL2s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Mariah. She was on HSN for 2 hours from MIDNIGHT TO 2AM the other night and went crazy. She yelled at the cameramen and whined a lot and sold some butterfly stuff. It was all around pretty amazing. She is my ultimate Glitt'o Queen. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:monospace, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-49055620293420435572011-07-18T14:35:00.000-07:002011-07-18T14:50:22.852-07:00Dreams really do come true<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Nikki told me about it. Sean provided the camera, his dashing good looks and lots of helpful direction. Rada was the most fun and beautiful cherry I could've ever asked for. Ben and Dave helped with some of the post-production fun. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">And 1 month later....45 seconds of Cherry Cranberry goodness was born. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I submitted this for the Malibu Cherry Cranberry Rum contest in hopes of winning $20,000 and about 1 month worth of bragging rights (I just made that up). If you are 21 and want to vote, go </span></span><a href="http://apps.facebook.com/malibucrancherry/Submission/Index/16800282"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">here</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> by midnight tonight! </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Yiippee skippee!</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/I0oYfYkqSjs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div><div><br /></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-85306549423282676762011-07-15T09:10:00.000-07:002011-07-15T10:07:31.834-07:00Flashback Friday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGOkaRHnhAGzuzq18qIBY9Q-0xBx4_Ijdtzi7eZ4087dv7RGt-yYkT6YZJUbnSgnFTsFk7Hqmz88sE-I8wDnvJJS6Rvdj4BNHWCwrgv0g9ebfFDnXOUh2hUDhVn4XhLjTlAnLDpEf1GEc/s1600/Picture+22.png" style="text-decoration: none;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGOkaRHnhAGzuzq18qIBY9Q-0xBx4_Ijdtzi7eZ4087dv7RGt-yYkT6YZJUbnSgnFTsFk7Hqmz88sE-I8wDnvJJS6Rvdj4BNHWCwrgv0g9ebfFDnXOUh2hUDhVn4XhLjTlAnLDpEf1GEc/s400/Picture+22.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629626368786819426" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">We had a glorious glorious class at Cottonwood Point Elementary School called R.E.A.D. It was an acronym for something that I can't remember but fittingly, it was a library class. R.E.A.D. was 30 minutes of pure bliss followed by 30 more minutes of bliss which was computer class (floppy disks, Oregon trail- basically a whole Flashback Friday worth of content right there). </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I have vivid memories sitting on these pillow/chair/crazy creek type things and reading....FEAR STREET. The boys got their Goosebumps, we got our Fear Street. Raise your hand if you remember these! Raise your hand if you loved reading time!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XWsvzko1fkY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">FEAR STREET!</span></span></span></div><div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjon_j0MxPKwfmgFbUTDRE7ENGzcVDhS4y3UxCHxL8ZTm5isbD-JC-kbLXOlJiwfFjOPj_9MV4_CLlc8mF0I8UlG6tYvsoOr_dKvCrWMk9Q7h5rLuB5TbzkHC8R0a_n9F_LjRad0Fk0Sws/s1600/the+perfect+date.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjon_j0MxPKwfmgFbUTDRE7ENGzcVDhS4y3UxCHxL8ZTm5isbD-JC-kbLXOlJiwfFjOPj_9MV4_CLlc8mF0I8UlG6tYvsoOr_dKvCrWMk9Q7h5rLuB5TbzkHC8R0a_n9F_LjRad0Fk0Sws/s400/the+perfect+date.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629614366432111730" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"Brady Karlin is getting on with his life. The memory of his girlfriend- killed in a gruesome sledding accident last year- is beginning to fade. Now he's met Rosha Nelson, the girl of his dreams. And now he's never been happier. Until Brady starts to see a strange figure- with a terribly scarred face- following him everywhere. Until the horrible accidents start happening- every time Rosha's around. Has dating Rosha made Brady's dreams come true? Or brought his worst nightmares back to life?" </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOsbhBSm6vE07-JF2AFh5V-B4upTDXQXJwa15e9cqR0yBsWHCe7ygPr10-_PhnH_2xE2eKNXVffcIYQBUQZifZD6nlbhhJY5XniXTOTSuSQSON8Vuy3TU020-sexsphhuXf7ucE9fA7gs/s1600/the+prom+queen.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOsbhBSm6vE07-JF2AFh5V-B4upTDXQXJwa15e9cqR0yBsWHCe7ygPr10-_PhnH_2xE2eKNXVffcIYQBUQZifZD6nlbhhJY5XniXTOTSuSQSON8Vuy3TU020-sexsphhuXf7ucE9fA7gs/s400/the+prom+queen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629612645872660370" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"As the Shadyside High School prom queen candidates are brutally murdered one by one, leaving only one, everyone speculates as to whether she will be the killer's next target."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil1XZD2WtzrYIqKeOT2PzQPrc-3DaWpuQaDk65vSC8P26mNSs-MYII3vBZpDBLnIUVR4orxHTncB-AefdI4It1LGpYX9179g-00qHCb9nLMY8jDQHdg6j0fJMT5goi2m-b3SSMFXP0lcg/s1600/college+weekend.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil1XZD2WtzrYIqKeOT2PzQPrc-3DaWpuQaDk65vSC8P26mNSs-MYII3vBZpDBLnIUVR4orxHTncB-AefdI4It1LGpYX9179g-00qHCb9nLMY8jDQHdg6j0fJMT5goi2m-b3SSMFXP0lcg/s400/college+weekend.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629612531869153426" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"Tina can't wait for her first college weekend at her boyfriend's college. However, when she arrives, Josh's roommate Chris is there to meet her. He tells her Josh went camping and couldn't get back in time. Tina soon becomes suspicious as Chris is a little creepy and may even be obsessed."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-M3-kpKBezMOJV4r5HOyUAitOSrpxEzI3EoZ-d2y-Av2DbPhAhAKfpBfektOhe_rKObUwBaGSQBEzPWUQliDp18fqCzx3Af3iS_qQZtMQMY-kO9yklEuDTYrQHk0I01SIKyd6u5aUjjo/s1600/ski+weekend.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-M3-kpKBezMOJV4r5HOyUAitOSrpxEzI3EoZ-d2y-Av2DbPhAhAKfpBfektOhe_rKObUwBaGSQBEzPWUQliDp18fqCzx3Af3iS_qQZtMQMY-kO9yklEuDTYrQHk0I01SIKyd6u5aUjjo/s400/ski+weekend.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629612518086312914" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"Driving back from a ski weekend, Ariel, Shannon, and Doug have offered their new friend Red a ride home. When a blizzard makes the roads nearly impassable, Red leads the teens to a farmhouse where they can spend the night. Unfortunately, their shelter is not the safe haven it appears: it's residents have their own plans for Ariel and her friends."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">And my absolute favorite...THE FACE.<br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaDy61Yjsf3u1ttZjubFqaf9VGHgMojEIdkjBaHT1t6azz4H-TAVFfjZkC5DLd3Elfm8eLVdWaPNxcrR9jbWDIgemPUx-F4bsScVjWgP_Jt3wIn5i0gF-xSM-23WJDi4fmRyW68Nsv9AE/s1600/the+face.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaDy61Yjsf3u1ttZjubFqaf9VGHgMojEIdkjBaHT1t6azz4H-TAVFfjZkC5DLd3Elfm8eLVdWaPNxcrR9jbWDIgemPUx-F4bsScVjWgP_Jt3wIn5i0gF-xSM-23WJDi4fmRyW68Nsv9AE/s400/the+face.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629612529209806034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 400px; " /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"Why can't she remember? They say something horrible happened that day. But Martha can't remember any of it- not the smallest detail. They say it will come back to her in time. But someone wants her to remember now. She draws his face, over and over- the face of a dead boy. She can't control her hand. And she can't remember how he died. But she's going to find the answer. Even if it lies with the dead."</span></span></div></div></div></div></div></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-50186864778992877002011-07-14T11:00:00.000-07:002011-07-14T12:25:30.508-07:00This actually happened<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSsUcpnxXUHadqBga0VCUgYPpxb7gAdliMhy4R4GnrldgLNvUM-CUjjD0vRJn8dJI2b4aIN3nYui1iatD4XRICTb3JkBk9gI93lNtzQikC7gTvHFwp-GtsovMUu5imWfawTS3v6vx4578/s1600/haha.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO1bCjUyjnfhm4nMqWWnyAW4i3XGCqCtVa0i9k0QWz-nyVNL3CRcVgmbHS5ocIfCb6loEUqa2J_XA0EzLL8fSrt6n0LJlS9adu_zOmAuMXNE6j82w7rtGAVbgYkfGAL8cxoVmEbPIhUDg/s400/coffee.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629283153972611154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I start off most mornings in somewhat of a zombie trance: wake up, do some stuff, stumble out the door, buy coffee, chug coffee, make some TV. Repeat.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Yesterday started off like every other. </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I woke up, did some stuff, did some stumbling, then proceeded to buy a very large (styrofoam) coffee from Dunkin Donuts. I only buy from DD when I don’t have any cash for the coffee man outside of my office building. This is an important fact because on these DD days, I’m forced to carry my coffee on the train. It is here where things became a problem. </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I made my way onto the crowded L train, coffee in hand. (Fun fact for non-L train-morning-riders: sometimes the morning train is so crowded that you have to smash against people around you. There’s been times I’ve been so smashed that I haven’t been able to read my book because I couldn’t even lift up an arm.</span></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcxsaUygJ7Q80F3wLYlrLub3AqPq6dAlmpeSYilyf3Ujwkc4pUtxtmO596AyvFYHRRjVK__uJ604kErd-oSieRQf9w7q1SludvDExk6aL3xIWKXtyPy6kJEbQwwPjGO-ED167vqv76vs/s400/example.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629284066464980930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Anyway…I made my way onto the crowded train. Magically, there was a seat available when I got on. I sat down and proceeded to zone out per the usual. 2 minutes into the ride, I got the brilliant idea to zip my bag that was on the ground in between my feet. Why is my bag open? My bag shouldn’t be open!</span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I put the (un-opened, very hot) coffee in between my legs about an inch north of my knees. With one hand on the coffee and one hand on the bag, I zipped. Ziiiip. I got to the end of the zip and then it happened... </span></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">As I went to readjust myself from leaning over, my legs tensed up and…THE COFFEE EXPLODED. By exploded I mean- my legs squeezed it so hard the styrofoam flexed and flung all 20 ounces of hot liquid into the air and onto about 8 people around me. I’m talking a volcanic explosion of epic proportions.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTwHvzIWGdnnYbmBkYcZKnwzElqUxhEnx40IGEX_lTVKIr4-OKTr27YLnwR3bIuRjN49_IWFicYmNemEh8vEj4oyY-HIh5b-luGj_deypYBviHCeS8lDkNwpnXEtebW-lh5GNKeuW-HBc/s400/legs.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629283153190947186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I screamed. Another women screamed. There was a giant splash sound as the entire 20 ounces hit the floor. Are you dying? I was dying. </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I don’t even know how to end the story except to say: I thought I was straight up about to be stabbed. People have been stabbed on the train for much </span></span><a href="http://gothamist.com/2011/04/19/woman_stabbed_in_the_head_with_a_pe.php"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">less</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">. I was in a complete state of shock. People were turning their heads to see who had done it. People were wiping themselves off. I was shaking. The man in front of me was shooting daggers out of his eyes. The woman who had some on her shirt was actually about to attack. I kept feebly shouting out “I’m so sorry everyone!” “I’m so sorry!” I didn't even have a napkin to offer! </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Ya… and the worst part is: there was a legit river on the ground where everyone was standing and it kept flowing back in forth as the train moved. I literally watched it reach the complete other side of the train. No one was spared. With one involuntary jerk of the legs, I covered an entire packed train of hipster L riders in my morning caffeine fix.</span></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSsUcpnxXUHadqBga0VCUgYPpxb7gAdliMhy4R4GnrldgLNvUM-CUjjD0vRJn8dJI2b4aIN3nYui1iatD4XRICTb3JkBk9gI93lNtzQikC7gTvHFwp-GtsovMUu5imWfawTS3v6vx4578/s400/haha.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629289432317765186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">As I got off the train at the Union Square stop (don’t ask me why I didn’t get off earlier and move to a different car, I don’t know, I was paralyzed), I BOLTED off the train screaming I’M SORRRRY!!</span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Moral of the story: I took the bus this morning.</span></span></p> <!--EndFragment-->My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-88263479254151670692011-07-13T13:06:00.000-07:002011-07-13T13:52:11.156-07:00Hello, sunshine<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSkK1zDxkwzuGSyFyO7d9VFEPECe8augyoAC8eL_MgWTosMMag94RQpoiK44vDrUkbSpUbJnoPnHNXdvoHBo-wkMOrOhhZl2weVfiEIXNXF1ZJQw9ReJVsSyhA7jyN6YY22QO1CrQdMOE/s1600/photo-58.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSkK1zDxkwzuGSyFyO7d9VFEPECe8augyoAC8eL_MgWTosMMag94RQpoiK44vDrUkbSpUbJnoPnHNXdvoHBo-wkMOrOhhZl2weVfiEIXNXF1ZJQw9ReJVsSyhA7jyN6YY22QO1CrQdMOE/s400/photo-58.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628940859415471282" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Manhattanhendge: Happens twice a year- when the sunset aligns perfectly with the Manhattan gridline. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwLy1ONermD4dzUisS4UCyiS3SLNfe_4q5m86yRIl68DLFrOxsPhJ71Q0J7xwhfI9p-fuhGPiixN7gLRuZr11j0QOHzZejsOklRKHvjEQeTsPTwaViJ6VE-6p1HqYwV5dGhvCoYy7PgYg/s1600/photo-59.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwLy1ONermD4dzUisS4UCyiS3SLNfe_4q5m86yRIl68DLFrOxsPhJ71Q0J7xwhfI9p-fuhGPiixN7gLRuZr11j0QOHzZejsOklRKHvjEQeTsPTwaViJ6VE-6p1HqYwV5dGhvCoYy7PgYg/s400/photo-59.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628940849008536434" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Awe-inspiring. Traffic-stopping.</span></span></div></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-81399445863898673942011-07-12T10:26:00.000-07:002011-07-12T10:37:24.242-07:00Reasons I love New York #10<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLs2e0dfu58j5p_EJ13sibJ_qyPQNrhmM8TGcGlrsUIk7N7ED26fWYdafHWOX7nitehEIB-pm4dcV_Q-HP1Sl3qXRslQB_Uy0gxJ4hfIagA-Ub8_ER7oUw57cayO8KS3s-vXlwszKWEfA/s1600/Picture+9.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLs2e0dfu58j5p_EJ13sibJ_qyPQNrhmM8TGcGlrsUIk7N7ED26fWYdafHWOX7nitehEIB-pm4dcV_Q-HP1Sl3qXRslQB_Uy0gxJ4hfIagA-Ub8_ER7oUw57cayO8KS3s-vXlwszKWEfA/s400/Picture+9.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628520341771946738" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">File this one under: Holy Shit. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Last night a woman/aerialist/daredevil scaled the Williamsburg Bridge and started doing some Cirque du Soleil-style beautiful craziness. She was then arrested on charges of reckless endangerment and criminal trespassing. Full article </span></span><a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2011/07/the_williamsburg_bridge_was_pa.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">here.</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"> #freewilliamsburg</span></span><div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6G4rTaftAiY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:monospace, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Rock on twirly girl, that was awesome. </span></span></span></span></div></div></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-1920335385009155112011-07-12T09:06:00.000-07:002011-07-12T09:19:39.031-07:00Glitt'o Pup of the Day<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvNMxRNQm2gWW3Sw1_gRWSCKXt9Sxlpcb-d_TzfOcd1Cu35reOrSHrK0KuvzGgOENvye0muq0aOCiZ6ithfJ-fUO_q7Qc4Wliz2VspLVf-sbB1Jj6CDNtFmfU8rP7VJHtnqvAgdHXKnKE/s1600/photo-55.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMbQMA0P5lDlqLpHssrAC2o7VdXbe6WgCS7l48ng4mAjauETE5gXJiRN2dj7HNL8X9livQqfC_t8PKT123Epok_9S63pnPPYUBVq9mvBCXsY2AXKJVhDABUrmziEqT1FQpnYoye5ig9AI/s1600/photo-57.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMbQMA0P5lDlqLpHssrAC2o7VdXbe6WgCS7l48ng4mAjauETE5gXJiRN2dj7HNL8X9livQqfC_t8PKT123Epok_9S63pnPPYUBVq9mvBCXsY2AXKJVhDABUrmziEqT1FQpnYoye5ig9AI/s400/photo-57.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628499034080396754" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Look at who's 12! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvNMxRNQm2gWW3Sw1_gRWSCKXt9Sxlpcb-d_TzfOcd1Cu35reOrSHrK0KuvzGgOENvye0muq0aOCiZ6ithfJ-fUO_q7Qc4Wliz2VspLVf-sbB1Jj6CDNtFmfU8rP7VJHtnqvAgdHXKnKE/s1600/photo-55.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvNMxRNQm2gWW3Sw1_gRWSCKXt9Sxlpcb-d_TzfOcd1Cu35reOrSHrK0KuvzGgOENvye0muq0aOCiZ6ithfJ-fUO_q7Qc4Wliz2VspLVf-sbB1Jj6CDNtFmfU8rP7VJHtnqvAgdHXKnKE/s400/photo-55.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628499045781240322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Mrs. Princess Furrypants!! </span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN3-rgizL0WopfdZg13mKzGjLJByLEQFYCIWRJoeiE0zy-eCHNX8EfM8bGEm0KI3hr1eToRhPfYjQhcNro_4QKqkGDM-Ve_Sb4PxBEzRbgj8tLboIyuU-wmbwg5CxxGBOMnlG383b6GB8/s1600/photo-56.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN3-rgizL0WopfdZg13mKzGjLJByLEQFYCIWRJoeiE0zy-eCHNX8EfM8bGEm0KI3hr1eToRhPfYjQhcNro_4QKqkGDM-Ve_Sb4PxBEzRbgj8tLboIyuU-wmbwg5CxxGBOMnlG383b6GB8/s400/photo-56.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628499037533868978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">My fluffy little lady has never looked better right?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Ha</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC99;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">pp</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF99;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">y (be</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#99FF99;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">late</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#99FFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">d) bir</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">thda</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">y Sop</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">h!!! </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-17340168555494910892011-07-11T21:13:00.000-07:002011-07-11T21:52:35.326-07:00Brother<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> A Haiku for Ben:</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4481N3Rh2keRYVWWmsnD7VIXxwXQOIZZ0wk84ny51XwaYr8ZuiiXdDHCf-rTEfVXu6k4koq2OSysUkgFItDTZIHpq2psgqA0iim6Loy2RhoYlgVSuGABvrDFY1YcLWm6o2ePq7wWzyRo/s1600/Picture+12.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYxksdg6mXvKSL5epEFlKmU4v7a0VSyIU3Auiaoe4yCgh9-pgjpkcqdTKd19A7p9EQ6mHhU3qI5ew8bCX8kG2MHil9h-GIR6dCMunvlSbJ2SiYe6rG8YfeqCikyQfrji1JE-8lOEXdwfc/s1600/CameraBag_Photo_1020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYxksdg6mXvKSL5epEFlKmU4v7a0VSyIU3Auiaoe4yCgh9-pgjpkcqdTKd19A7p9EQ6mHhU3qI5ew8bCX8kG2MHil9h-GIR6dCMunvlSbJ2SiYe6rG8YfeqCikyQfrji1JE-8lOEXdwfc/s400/CameraBag_Photo_1020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628320816695367938" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family:verdana;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family:verdana;font-size:medium;">He buys me flowers</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#FFFF66;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz-T5DJ56K8nNNH5cCxgBXOIFHM0R8GDaRKTVPwY_hudHVxZTxmR2DIo-LeGcb8FvXLSFtd4KC9pNQ8eToxVQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF66;">And sings songs about ice crea</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF66;">m</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF66;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF66;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4481N3Rh2keRYVWWmsnD7VIXxwXQOIZZ0wk84ny51XwaYr8ZuiiXdDHCf-rTEfVXu6k4koq2OSysUkgFItDTZIHpq2psgqA0iim6Loy2RhoYlgVSuGABvrDFY1YcLWm6o2ePq7wWzyRo/s400/Picture+12.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628322564101480066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px; " /></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF66;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF66;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">He is so awesome.</span></span></span></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-57803653435148559922011-07-08T09:09:00.000-07:002011-07-08T09:22:04.248-07:00Glitt'o Box<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, serif; font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;">Fillin' your Friday with some videos: </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Been wanting to post this piece of perfection for a while now, I'm so sorry for holding out this long: </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/23722628?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/23722628">Kreayshawn "Gucci Gucci"</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/jsphzntl">Joseph Zentil</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">This MIA remake (or did they just rip it off? hmmm I don't know) is getting me pummmped for the weekend. I want to dance! I want to wear glitter! I'm also undoubtably going to be straight stealing some of these dance moves to incorporate into my everyday life. Waaatch out:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/25144071?title=0&byline=0&color=999999" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/25144071">Prabal Gurung Resort 2012 featuring Rye Rye "New Thing"</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/starworksartists">Starworks Artists</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Remember when I was on a </span></span><a href="http://glittermethis.blogspot.com/2011/05/officially-obsessed.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Beyonce kick</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> and she could do no wrong in my eyes? That was sooo last month. She did wrong. She did very wrong. I'm absolutely hating her lastest video (doesn't help that I also can't stand the song). Her hair reminds me of a rats nest. I get very defensive that it's not Jay in the video with her. It looks cheaply made. It's boring. So...thought I'd share! Enjoy! </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><iframe width="400" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FHp2KgyQUFk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-81028340746182687112011-07-08T08:57:00.000-07:002011-07-08T09:08:48.534-07:00Texts from Bets Vol. 10<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg94773rLKGkA0VIJEjK_U4NrIyDKkb2ITdCNuKdw2WsqHLoYxqLK0PnXX26z1YJqbTi8mYQ-A8uYsp6rpBnK_dm8I7Jcw-PZDbfhZC_Vyd2yULnQMTLOP4zXGGY0wdKKj4cgLExrEapMQ/s1600/jello.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg94773rLKGkA0VIJEjK_U4NrIyDKkb2ITdCNuKdw2WsqHLoYxqLK0PnXX26z1YJqbTi8mYQ-A8uYsp6rpBnK_dm8I7Jcw-PZDbfhZC_Vyd2yULnQMTLOP4zXGGY0wdKKj4cgLExrEapMQ/s400/jello.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627013727744034834" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Watching your blog right now of the Jello video. Loved it until I thought that this is what I might look like when I run! I guess this is why I don't run!" </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I love you, Mama. You look beautiful when you run. </span></span></div></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-13530310228914888872011-07-07T08:15:00.000-07:002011-07-07T08:18:09.400-07:00Happy Thursday!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Here, let me help you procrastinate on this lovely Thursday morning with a video of Jello cubes moving in slow motion. </span></span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bco4xBelLWw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:monospace, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:monospace, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, serif; font-size: medium; white-space: normal; ">Glitter Me This: bringing you mind blowing entertainment since 2010. </span></span></span></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-46172918143641867392011-07-06T13:23:00.000-07:002011-07-06T15:15:10.457-07:001000 reasons to smile<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTtrcMet4LzWXk-kHrxUCPUkR1F2j4jWb_Y9ghEngpgChylGDzzjMdpyh-x8gylbTg7PAGbeQ0XHAvjgTfUjYGvno1VUcwoiTzzUK76LpZQ2IjnBFFTUkPWJfv5o9qstH3nVFtkmrF-j4/s1600/111808_an_35mm2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTtrcMet4LzWXk-kHrxUCPUkR1F2j4jWb_Y9ghEngpgChylGDzzjMdpyh-x8gylbTg7PAGbeQ0XHAvjgTfUjYGvno1VUcwoiTzzUK76LpZQ2IjnBFFTUkPWJfv5o9qstH3nVFtkmrF-j4/s400/111808_an_35mm2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626356911240932802" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">It's common knowledge that I don't have a camera, it's so fun yay! So to give you the riveting photos that I post on GMT, I use the trusty iPhone. Over the past year or so, I've established quite the photo gallery that includes lots of random puppies, lots of random street art, and some self pics of me making kissy faces that I'll one day post in a Facebook album called **aLL aBouT Me**</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">The other day I was on a shoot for a tech show I'm working on (I'll tell you all about it sometime, this show is going to be awesome). We were at the </span></span><a href="http://www.etsy.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Etsy</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"> headquarters in Dumbo, Brooklyn and I was iPhone snapping away because the place was so cool. Seriously, every single thing in the place was made by a Etsy artist and it was perfection. I was looking through my pictures after the shoot and I realized with a gasp: I've taken 1000 pictures!!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">1000! </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I flipped through some of the 1000 pictures I've taken this year (most of them for the blog) and smiled so big when I came to the 1000th. Pretty perfect, dontcha think?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><a href="javascript:void(0)">Publish Post</a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif_9ZHkCIeA9qpHf-1K1lfJ7RitFiTIhxssr5My_m_CmGVHXWd-XwUqcI0w7PmDH63y3suijt6Z_v0f7Vm43Vm60Dhg2IImnl2cboclgGEmrgI4rCx0mzd0gdKWv6B9-Oce4kpdoJsgDc/s400/photo-50.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626354038138510098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">Make something good today, glitt'o babes. </span></span></span></span></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-59709878997268538542011-06-29T08:31:00.000-07:002011-06-29T09:40:01.901-07:00My friend's nails<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf2zGKDUqPDIxFCbMRdZUL5kvmCewx7IeipOE1oLRsCK_VkD8q3JMSPbL1txNHUp-xOaZTZuqrAXvzI5UH0UnnmiDZ2bJLcXrid5r-1JuIyfYdDUeo8FXDp57it6xr1TP5jfIL63df4kE/s1600/friend.png" style="text-decoration: none;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf2zGKDUqPDIxFCbMRdZUL5kvmCewx7IeipOE1oLRsCK_VkD8q3JMSPbL1txNHUp-xOaZTZuqrAXvzI5UH0UnnmiDZ2bJLcXrid5r-1JuIyfYdDUeo8FXDp57it6xr1TP5jfIL63df4kE/s400/friend.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623678336939288978" /><br /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I don't know if I've ever mentioned it before but...my friends are really cool. Really, really cool. You may wonder, how do you know they're cool? Well you see, my friend coolness scale is usually determined by these simple questions:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;">FRIEND SCALE</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">-Are they funny?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">-Do they think I'm funny?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">-Do they like good music?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">-Do they have a dog? </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">-Are their nails pretty?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">...in no particular order of course...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Yes, I like when my friends are funny. I like when they own pets. Generally it helps when they are honest, kind and loyal as well. But really lets just lay it out there...my cool girlfriends have really nice nails. And that's why I keep them around. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Taking it a notch cooler, my friends like to send me unsolicited text message pictures of their dogs. And of their moms. And sometimes of their outfits before they go out. But my favorite beyond favorite texts are random pictures I get of their nails. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Nail pics! Clearly, I will now post them online for all the world to enjoy as much as I do. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxxjP8rSdMTfMlhbjAApt9SxrL_hx9iW14-JadH9ywWQRIfTONinxIeMqdpP959cB6l2VpfG3nGJjs67-8RX0Q5C8Pbs2HZr0DvJCqSuhzxjWwjf7sUU1ZDQo5Hggdbay57Lgk_M1tPb8/s1600/photo-49.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnrDS-iSp8ZXOLMUfYpw2iHAjKe_oeuWart4ymIgXosTcasdewno3aXUKSNiag8NKjLDpKxoplOxpaR664HcKvIQmUDPstxnoWME1-neXob4mDcvH2Sp2VAl8PwMZJgtd4S-d2YBf6Ts/s1600/photo-43.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnrDS-iSp8ZXOLMUfYpw2iHAjKe_oeuWart4ymIgXosTcasdewno3aXUKSNiag8NKjLDpKxoplOxpaR664HcKvIQmUDPstxnoWME1-neXob4mDcvH2Sp2VAl8PwMZJgtd4S-d2YBf6Ts/s400/photo-43.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623666860884309362" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIJvsfZg6GbSUVFl3N_1g_14rrdeBlPzMKplNjdsvHsKlOdeINxA03qyGHSTQJBQqjuLO4EJDgFYF5ZhcqAV5SqbZ55O5rbdnzwt35rZtdf1OUoGZw4EiuhRAzo3Oo3OhMY3cEqs5Vc0Y/s1600/photo-44.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIJvsfZg6GbSUVFl3N_1g_14rrdeBlPzMKplNjdsvHsKlOdeINxA03qyGHSTQJBQqjuLO4EJDgFYF5ZhcqAV5SqbZ55O5rbdnzwt35rZtdf1OUoGZw4EiuhRAzo3Oo3OhMY3cEqs5Vc0Y/s400/photo-44.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623666700845006962" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Bucko</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJrxOYfA3Pk4UGSK7jUiV4luVHzO7MfwPW17CYuz1q2tlQSm8E_amYH6pGdrwQLjnaG9BqCDljvK7rIZZVpKX6d8aC5JMjuyCdKpbCMfpbxCzhCykOoBwW1RfYiIfylkBuEaxrM7hrHRM/s1600/photo-45.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJrxOYfA3Pk4UGSK7jUiV4luVHzO7MfwPW17CYuz1q2tlQSm8E_amYH6pGdrwQLjnaG9BqCDljvK7rIZZVpKX6d8aC5JMjuyCdKpbCMfpbxCzhCykOoBwW1RfYiIfylkBuEaxrM7hrHRM/s400/photo-45.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623666688376060514" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wMwB73H7l9qRtRzY_9MerSNUGuTXP0Mf5wm_FD0Rbcx4ywma2THTRusRGzNI9eMVy_8x5PN5JTS3t2qIy2mT8QhmKRYCUYcnJDxoX7UgySuMKGGetT9MjQuffxmCTmBquxiSnQsHvtg/s1600/photo-46.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wMwB73H7l9qRtRzY_9MerSNUGuTXP0Mf5wm_FD0Rbcx4ywma2THTRusRGzNI9eMVy_8x5PN5JTS3t2qIy2mT8QhmKRYCUYcnJDxoX7UgySuMKGGetT9MjQuffxmCTmBquxiSnQsHvtg/s400/photo-46.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623666684810994194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Oopsy how'd that little lady get in there?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnWEazYEUCui5gxnd7NEk7FYz5PgWjX395ms9Gmv3lhI-nkJReD5Nwc6For020OVV5C3NCzbJ31TS2hlAC2FkyU_6L7zYrraeh1KNGaMZkA77KgyXnYVS2FzaJe0guKw5WoDKCldpqb0/s1600/photo-47.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnWEazYEUCui5gxnd7NEk7FYz5PgWjX395ms9Gmv3lhI-nkJReD5Nwc6For020OVV5C3NCzbJ31TS2hlAC2FkyU_6L7zYrraeh1KNGaMZkA77KgyXnYVS2FzaJe0guKw5WoDKCldpqb0/s400/photo-47.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623666679579340946" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimpvU6BOcdLtmqPYqwwHDJcwMc-E29QaJVAnGTJQtXkM53-hzVReD7amBprfRdSXrTjEb4gIniKZh7PJA2ArRS8SyApeA36K5wt1ua1CSlowHeu9zlMq9xnk7rYo03IVoo0HeMq1b2pYw/s1600/photo-48.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimpvU6BOcdLtmqPYqwwHDJcwMc-E29QaJVAnGTJQtXkM53-hzVReD7amBprfRdSXrTjEb4gIniKZh7PJA2ArRS8SyApeA36K5wt1ua1CSlowHeu9zlMq9xnk7rYo03IVoo0HeMq1b2pYw/s400/photo-48.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623666679270935538" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Seliger</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxxjP8rSdMTfMlhbjAApt9SxrL_hx9iW14-JadH9ywWQRIfTONinxIeMqdpP959cB6l2VpfG3nGJjs67-8RX0Q5C8Pbs2HZr0DvJCqSuhzxjWwjf7sUU1ZDQo5Hggdbay57Lgk_M1tPb8/s400/photo-49.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623666964095611186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">Moi</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Pointless post? I think not! </span></span></div></div></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-59378004918236011122011-06-24T14:40:00.001-07:002011-06-24T15:07:23.049-07:00Flashback Friday<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3JKBK6M-s9U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Flashback Friday to a mere 3(ish) years ago. Ohhhh the good ole days of drinking without hangovers, sleeping in, hanging out in my volvo, and of course... unlimited dorm meal plans. I gained like 15lbs, kiiiinda studied sometimes and had undoubtably the best 4 years of my life.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;">College, I miss you. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;">Hold onto your britches because next weekend I'm going to Chicago to visit a bunch of my school friends and things are going to get epic!!!!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;">Ok maybe epic is stretch. So far the only thing I have planned is to drive around with my friend, Sammie, and order 1 medium fry from every fast food restaurant and pour them all into one big bag. Then we're going to close our eyes and play "identify the fry" </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;">Just kidding, I have other things planned! But we're for sure playing that game and I maaay or maaay not document it for your enjoyment. Let's be honest, I might not want photos of something like that published online.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;">Are you jealous? I'm so excited. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4bY9zcyqfv1xM7gvX4CSYSS0bCv1NQ2xm6VpEF2XJwW8iSlUfBjukhAXk0NCsZrRWzpYtiNncW4lQpDjwODvinoP-J95_1EwwSzsAvR1Xkpza-Pgng7Gvy8l-PgGhOJsY9G75Mnw6QsI/s400/Picture+9.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621910807799777202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px; " /></span></span></span></div>My name is Lara.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026658851823668385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-701428115486356419.post-77247497172200583052011-06-22T14:29:00.000-07:002011-06-22T20:35:31.462-07:00Moooschtash<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSb2n8b8yoJwudlvaUHECzwhRFBk1wPunndFaBiVgWP1JNt0YL4mVxRdF8FrlAGvokJpVrSdkf82Niwb-Z-ojQdQIu7FvElgSQVHOWu4UEnSHMWn4mLA1i1uBiIcQ7Kg5cgB4TwM-Pd6o/s1600/photo-64.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNza4O3sTlDlxlY7p6L_MEOQu9qJWkUaUq2YYlmltuEuIAPbcwVyOEMJ-79HTf15OWLON8noDsMRzgCM-sEuPMxxMiK9z9c8Wm16j04qLCzx6UHry4lehht7H-cr0mQDZQWKWnraRrcL4/s1600/photo-63.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNza4O3sTlDlxlY7p6L_MEOQu9qJWkUaUq2YYlmltuEuIAPbcwVyOEMJ-79HTf15OWLON8noDsMRzgCM-sEuPMxxMiK9z9c8Wm16j04qLCzx6UHry4lehht7H-cr0mQDZQWKWnraRrcL4/s400/photo-63.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621249176659241682" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">In a continued effort to regain your friendship, I present to you a peace offering:</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">aka: my favorite random graffiti artist in Manhattan aka: MUSTACHE MAN. No single bits of vandalism make me as happy as these swirly little mustaches that randomly pop up on billboards throughout the city. I've been collecting snapshots of them for a couple of months waiting for the perfect time to unveil them. Now is that time (cough cough peace offering cough cough)! Hope they make you giggle!</span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxlHeMky4TbfB2pOqELDiQjc4jZW4rZfehfn_DohOHVCIleIL-EXLPhbDXDAuCPs-zMeTVlZYrVJAObgVa_zW2jVK87SsWYdUiu8CTVah0DzceHb5_DvFkRQKzTrdMZdCA-BdNe2X9Q0g/s1600/photo-44.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxlHeMky4TbfB2pOqELDiQjc4jZW4rZfehfn_DohOHVCIleIL-EXLPhbDXDAuCPs-zMeTVlZYrVJAObgVa_zW2jVK87SsWYdUiu8CTVah0DzceHb5_DvFkRQKzTrdMZdCA-BdNe2X9Q0g/s400/photo-44.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621162043414392674" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaa24CTuEbLYhZq1MTLPlZaKrf_CfDB_VRVbMOtOcWUmBgYa5g3TzRwiBFG3abq8-r3wp5KtIEKFkLkwCRFY4tBCU0EUNk5FE0lvijjBVoLUqueoAo5tb9uO5EThxQRzrojaKPvsREZOQ/s1600/photo-45.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFF27JqvGO4l_wlBKKZISuggmvoOzA97pHPTeVUSlU8iC3t9OHk90h3KyCUFQRjZtFxnNl70TeYyICG_aHyUAPGIZ6F_5gUMxFnRB2Fqwe7ThIRjbKPyUjlvk-wgVYFNfROrinEHd3oY8/s1600/photo-65.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFF27JqvGO4l_wlBKKZISuggmvoOzA97pHPTeVUSlU8iC3t9OHk90h3KyCUFQRjZtFxnNl70TeYyICG_aHyUAPGIZ6F_5gUMxFnRB2Fqwe7ThIRjbKPyUjlvk-wgVYFNfROrinEHd3oY8/s400/photo-65.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621253237922754946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a></span></u></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaa24CTuEbLYhZq1MTLPlZaKrf_CfDB_VRVbMOtOcWUmBgYa5g3TzRwiBFG3abq8-r3wp5KtIEKFkLkwCRFY4tBCU0EUNk5FE0lvijjBVoLUqueoAo5tb9uO5EThxQRzrojaKPvsREZOQ/s1600/photo-45.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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