<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404</id><updated>2011-09-29T22:29:55.789-04:00</updated><category term='drama'/><category term='women'/><category term='sex'/><category term='Ashley Olsen'/><category term='fashion show'/><category term='men&apos;s fashion'/><category term='Elizabeth and James'/><category term='Forever XXI'/><category term='lauren conrad'/><category term='men'/><category term='dolce and gabbana'/><category term='&quot;the one&quot;'/><category term='Mary-Kate Olsen'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='cake'/><category term='sex and the city'/><category term='bouncers'/><category term='love'/><category term='clubs'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='sunglasses'/><category term='marciano'/><title type='text'>Laugh Love Live</title><subtitle type='html'>A 21 year old recent university graduate living in Canada who loves, even though sometimes she does not like to admit it, all of the ups and downs of life. Fashion, sex, love = life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-3773639472253393998</id><published>2009-12-14T23:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:10:47.301-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Tiramisu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SycMMVq2DsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/dskB0VjJgMg/s1600-h/ed-westwick-gq-magazine-fall-fashion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SycMMVq2DsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/dskB0VjJgMg/s320/ed-westwick-gq-magazine-fall-fashion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415310483051122370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite funny actually. While enjoying a heavenly slice of tiramisu cake this morning, (yes, I eat cake in the morning) I thought about men; their general character, to be more precise. Like a tiramisu cake covered with bitter coco on top, their exterior can often be described as dark and brooding. But, after digging in to the deeper layers, one discovers a sweeter, lighter filling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-3773639472253393998?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/3773639472253393998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=3773639472253393998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/3773639472253393998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/3773639472253393998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiramisu.html' title='Tiramisu'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SycMMVq2DsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/dskB0VjJgMg/s72-c/ed-westwick-gq-magazine-fall-fashion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-4850553321268612590</id><published>2009-08-24T14:01:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:04:36.437-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever XXI'/><title type='text'>XXI</title><content type='html'>I was browsing the Forever XXI Canada site, because i cannot wait until the store opens at Vaughan Mills and i was pleasantly surprised with what i found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SpLWFq2DksI/AAAAAAAAANo/2nY9assc_-8/s1600-h/top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SpLWFq2DksI/AAAAAAAAANo/2nY9assc_-8/s320/top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373592698295128770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SpLV2FC-6-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/la_ua50xvq4/s1600-h/grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SpLV2FC-6-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/la_ua50xvq4/s320/grey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373592430450764770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SpLVy6AHYDI/AAAAAAAAANI/okwTLRES8bc/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SpLVy6AHYDI/AAAAAAAAANI/okwTLRES8bc/s320/flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373592375946338354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SpLVvEtDnKI/AAAAAAAAANA/OXQjfh9baC0/s1600-h/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SpLVvEtDnKI/AAAAAAAAANA/OXQjfh9baC0/s320/dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373592310099713186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-4850553321268612590?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/4850553321268612590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=4850553321268612590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/4850553321268612590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/4850553321268612590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2009/08/xxi.html' title='XXI'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SpLWFq2DksI/AAAAAAAAANo/2nY9assc_-8/s72-c/top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-5312836123788086715</id><published>2009-08-24T13:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:40:43.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much free time</title><content type='html'>There is always a bad side next to the good one of a situation. Although i absolutely LOVE traveling, i have been in and out of the country so often, that i have been unable to secure a full time or even a part time job. I mean, i do work at a club on Saturdays, but that is a mere 5 hours a week. In the last 8 months i have been to Miami for a week, Dominican Republic also for a week, Florida for 2 weeks, and i am leaving to South Carolina for another week in 6 days. No matter how much fun and adventure this summer has seen, i still feel a little inadequate, working wise. Perhaps, it is because i am just bored to not be constantly busy and sleep deprived, as i am used to, since i have been working almost full time for 4 years while attending university full time as well. I guess i should just enjoy my time off while i have it. Silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-5312836123788086715?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/5312836123788086715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=5312836123788086715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/5312836123788086715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/5312836123788086715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-much-free-time.html' title='Too much free time'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-2027376866340423406</id><published>2009-07-31T00:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:46:18.908-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Want what you can't have.</title><content type='html'>Would you settle for the bad boy who will not cuddle you after a very fun night in bed, on the floor, against the window overlooking central downtown, on the balcony, and the list goes on? Or, for the good boy who will make you feel safe, secure, and cuddle you while his arm falls asleep because of the weight of your head on it? And, is there such a person that has both of these combined, bad and good boy characteristics that i find myself bouncing from and to every changing day? Having both of these men in my life, it is that much more difficult to stick to one and ignore the other completely, especially on those days when you need a certain one more. Last night, for instance, it was the bad boy, being very good at being bad, and even making me stay over the whole night, which i would  have if the snoring was tolerable. Tomorrow night it will be the good boy, sweeping me off my feet with flowers and picking me up all dressed up for a night out on the town, filled with dining and dancing. With the good boy you can be your self, more or less, and talk about your feelings, families, and friends. With the bad boy, the less talking the better. Firstly, to save precious time that can be spent on pleasures you both crave a little too much, and secondly, because he does not have much interesting to say, or anything you would want to actually listen to with genuine enthusiasm. Oh the decisions, the decisions to be made. I wish i could keep them both, without any contracts, any long term fees and consequences. Unfortunately, life is not as peachy as we would all like it to be, and me having both of them in my life in such an intimate way, is not healthy, mostly for me, since they do not know the other exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, a decision must be made ladies and gentlemen. Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-2027376866340423406?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/2027376866340423406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=2027376866340423406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/2027376866340423406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/2027376866340423406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2009/07/want-what-you-cant-have.html' title='Want what you can&apos;t have.'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-7001505555950076938</id><published>2009-03-03T10:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:00:04.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley Olsen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth and James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men&apos;s fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary-Kate Olsen'/><title type='text'>MK and A Olsen Update</title><content type='html'>Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen are launching their Men's Collection for Elizabeth and James!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it looks amazing! I have decided that I will dress up my b/f, lover, or and, guy friends in Elizabeth and James, without a doubt! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/Sa1TeZMMtnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Z88vLDiRbo0/s1600-h/elizabethandjames_300x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/Sa1TeZMMtnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Z88vLDiRbo0/s320/elizabethandjames_300x400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308991317362914930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-7001505555950076938?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/7001505555950076938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=7001505555950076938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/7001505555950076938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/7001505555950076938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2009/03/mk-and-olsen-update.html' title='MK and A Olsen Update'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/Sa1TeZMMtnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Z88vLDiRbo0/s72-c/elizabethandjames_300x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-7924509778425157068</id><published>2008-12-13T19:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:22:01.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Man's best friend...woman's, I beg to differ,</title><content type='html'>"You and my dog are the only two people I say I love you to."  This still sends shivers down my spine. Men and their dogs. It was love at first bark. They obey, listen quietly, sit, give paw, roll over, and play dead, all on command without asking questions of second guessing.&lt;br /&gt;Men with dogs whom they absolutely adore should be looked  upon with suspicion. Trust me, I know what I am talking about. The more men I date the more reassured I become of my little thesis here: If a man talks to his dog as if it were a baby, and if he talks or compares the love he has for his dog with the feelings he has for you, well, to put it plainly and blatantly, do not expect a happily ever after with this person, unless you also can joyfully roll over and play dead on command.&lt;br /&gt;If a man is completely infatuated and in love with his dog, and you come into his life and expect him to love you as well...well, you will have a lot to live up to. Because, you probably do have an opinion and will question certain things that he will not want to answer or think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little something to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-7924509778425157068?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/7924509778425157068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=7924509778425157068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/7924509778425157068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/7924509778425157068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/12/mans-best-friendwomans-i-beg-to-differ.html' title='Man&apos;s best friend...woman&apos;s, I beg to differ,'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-3137849286382156167</id><published>2008-12-03T18:37:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:21:42.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dolce and gabbana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren conrad'/><title type='text'>When love throws u questions....go Fashion!</title><content type='html'>If love is realizing that you can not live without a person, what happens when you are not together anymore and you realize that you are still alive? *gasp* Does it mean that you never loved them in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;But then, what should those of us who believe they have loved expect? To fall dead, or be so completely heart broken that we lose the will to be happy and move on with our lives? Is this not what fairy tales gone bad are made of?&lt;br /&gt;When you are in a relationship with someone and they make you so happy that you tell yourself you will not be able to live without them because they almost make your life what it is, how do you go on after you two are not together? Especially when you realize that you can breathe and obviously live without this person just fine? Does this mean you never loved them in the first place, even though you were so sure this was the real deal when you two were together? Were you a fool in love? Or, were you just fooled that what you had was love? &lt;br /&gt;Please don't hesitate to leave your opinions, they are greatly appreciated :)&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;NOW!!! Onto more fun things that do not involve me scratching my head and thinking where I went wrong...&lt;br /&gt;If you are in the mood to wear something simple, defined, and classic, go to Lauren Conrad. (Spring 2009 collection below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZPpRMlfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pTQuVh1chFo/s1600-h/l2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZPpRMlfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pTQuVh1chFo/s320/l2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275713245054539250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This dress is perfection. The cut, the lenght, the colour. Pure love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZMU370BI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/X8zJmugxl20/s1600-h/l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZMU370BI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/X8zJmugxl20/s320/l1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275713188040265746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what you call "super cute" but it is too short I think, except for the beach of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZJu4q2-I/AAAAAAAAAMI/p6Q0UAyNcOQ/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZJu4q2-I/AAAAAAAAAMI/p6Q0UAyNcOQ/s320/l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275713143483063266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gorgeous classic dress! Love the navy colour, the cut, and the scoop at the top.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if you are in the mood for something edgy, extra, shiny, new, and striped, go to Dolce and Gabbana. (Spring 2009 collection below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZGoW9iyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/oa6YhvH3Xsg/s1600-h/screenshot-23092008-16-20-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZGoW9iyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/oa6YhvH3Xsg/s320/screenshot-23092008-16-20-00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275713090191461154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amazing top...don't know a lot of people who could easily pull off those pants, they look pretty tricky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZC9w6CyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qidPX4lKNGg/s1600-h/screenshot-23092008-16-19-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZC9w6CyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qidPX4lKNGg/s320/screenshot-23092008-16-19-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275713027217951522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the high waisted shorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcY_Pz80DI/AAAAAAAAALw/GUWRZPpIEik/s1600-h/screenshot-23092008-16-15-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcY_Pz80DI/AAAAAAAAALw/GUWRZPpIEik/s320/screenshot-23092008-16-15-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275712963343077426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This dress screams extra to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcY36ToiEI/AAAAAAAAALo/zFTlgApsVIo/s1600-h/screenshot-23092008-16-10-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcY36ToiEI/AAAAAAAAALo/zFTlgApsVIo/s320/screenshot-23092008-16-10-20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275712837311301698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love classic white and black combo, the striped bring something new to the table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-3137849286382156167?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/3137849286382156167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=3137849286382156167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/3137849286382156167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/3137849286382156167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-love-throws-u-questionsgo-fashion.html' title='When love throws u questions....go Fashion!'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/STcZPpRMlfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pTQuVh1chFo/s72-c/l2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-105291293783347117</id><published>2008-11-10T23:27:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:40:30.516-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Spring 2009 favourites!</title><content type='html'>I was checking out some Spring 2009 looks and saw some gorgeous pieces I wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, and try not to drool on you key board while you are at it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkL2p4rh_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/eC698vsngZ8/s1600-h/bcbg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkL2p4rh_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/eC698vsngZ8/s320/bcbg1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267254272770934770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ BCBG Max Azria ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkLr5_KT2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/dwH4d_HOGNI/s1600-h/bcbg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkLr5_KT2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/dwH4d_HOGNI/s320/bcbg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267254088114524002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ BCBG Max Azria ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkLed-0TGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6Qkwrbgg6aU/s1600-h/michael+kors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkLed-0TGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6Qkwrbgg6aU/s320/michael+kors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267253857258589282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ Michael Kors ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkKijMcm-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/73kWeqI7s2M/s1600-h/tracy+reese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkKijMcm-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/73kWeqI7s2M/s320/tracy+reese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267252827865783266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ Tracy Reese ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkKQkvOqeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vT0tBeA2Hhk/s1600-h/doo+ri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkKQkvOqeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vT0tBeA2Hhk/s320/doo+ri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267252519042460130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ Doo Ri ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkKNvWQsTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/y0_P55Y1RMk/s1600-h/dona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkKNvWQsTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/y0_P55Y1RMk/s320/dona.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267252470350917938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ Donna Karan ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkKK-mj4sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/svi3bGGUNh4/s1600-h/christian+siriano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkKK-mj4sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/svi3bGGUNh4/s320/christian+siriano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267252422906208962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ Christian Siriano ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkKGr9qbaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Fyx-PZqZjFw/s1600-h/andrew+gn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkKGr9qbaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Fyx-PZqZjFw/s320/andrew+gn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267252349183356322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ Andrew Gn ^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-105291293783347117?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/105291293783347117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=105291293783347117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/105291293783347117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/105291293783347117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/11/spring-2009-favourites.html' title='Spring 2009 favourites!'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SRkL2p4rh_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/eC698vsngZ8/s72-c/bcbg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-5033825971331036319</id><published>2008-10-20T22:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:19:52.124-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary-Kate Olsen'/><title type='text'>Love and Fashion on the brain.</title><content type='html'>Love is hard to define. It has no boundaries, no fears. It is complicated, crazy, and frustrating. But when do we know that its for real? When we can't fall asleep because we are consumed with thoughts of him/her? When he/she pops is the first thing that pops into our heads when we wake up and the last thing that is on our minds when we fall asleep? Or is it when we feel as if we cannot possibly live without this person in our lives and by our side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....been there, done that, is one thing i can say with certainty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we think we love someone, can we be completely head over heels over him/her one day and not be impressed at all with them the next day? I hope wish to believe so! (Because if it is not true then i am in a little pickle my friends.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of LOVE! I love MK Olsen's outfits and i know that is a love that will last a very very long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP1KF7hb6iI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9wmTwN4NdiA/s1600-h/0731_mary_kate_o_ramey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP1KF7hb6iI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9wmTwN4NdiA/s320/0731_mary_kate_o_ramey1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259441405576342050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP1KCFDhZJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/X-hSQD-u8EA/s1600-h/mary-kate_olsen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP1KCFDhZJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/X-hSQD-u8EA/s320/mary-kate_olsen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259441339415749778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP1J9C1hMbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ImFiBFU3UWc/s1600-h/mk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP1J9C1hMbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ImFiBFU3UWc/s320/mk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259441252920799666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-5033825971331036319?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/5033825971331036319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=5033825971331036319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/5033825971331036319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/5033825971331036319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-and-fashion-on-brain.html' title='Love and Fashion on the brain.'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP1KF7hb6iI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9wmTwN4NdiA/s72-c/0731_mary_kate_o_ramey1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-2770280045355524564</id><published>2008-09-21T12:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:32:49.440-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bouncers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubs'/><title type='text'>Guess who's back :P</title><content type='html'>Heeey :)&lt;br /&gt;I know i've been away for quite some time now but i am back stronger then ever, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways im gona fill u in on my some what new job. I work as the guestlist girl at a club downtown in Toronto. It can be an amazing, exciting and fun job, but it can also be a bit freaky.&lt;br /&gt;Take last night for example. I was minding my own business checking people in if they were on the guestlist and out of no where this guy comes up and takes another guy buy his shirt collar and smashes his head against the brick wall of the club :O :O :O I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;I was freaking out, and then 6 of our huuuuuge bouncers jumped on him and started ripping the 2 guys apart who were in a full out brawl by now.!!! It was a sight i did not want to witness. It really shook me up :(&lt;br /&gt;About 10 minutes later, the head bouncer tells this one guy to not enter the club because we were at out capacity. Obviously, this guy thinks he is important and decides to enter anyways. BAD IDEA! The head bouncer literally picks him up and throws him out on the street!!! If the manager of the club was not standing outside the bouncer would have probably beat the poor fella up....what can i say he's one angry big guy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats what happened last night. And it really scared me because i hate witnessing fights especially when i am working and they occur one step away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-2770280045355524564?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/2770280045355524564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=2770280045355524564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/2770280045355524564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/2770280045355524564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/09/guess-whos-back-p.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back :P'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-5776317861574981902</id><published>2008-04-20T18:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:56:38.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW, i have not posted in forever...exams and final papers are a killer, what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i've still managed to find time to party haha, my love for dancing and clubbing will not be diminished just b/c i have finals and essay, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from my recent outings ;-) i am obsessed with dresses and basically buy a new one everytime i go out, which is a lot, my closet is overflowing, and i think im going to need to move into my basement, what with my 55 bags and 30 pairs of shoes, i dont even want to count the clothes, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SAvJEWSoMOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/y2eAw5KZcnI/s1600-h/IMG_4079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SAvJEWSoMOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/y2eAw5KZcnI/s320/IMG_4079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191464072014999778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SAvISGSoMNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eKWSeAwe_eY/s1600-h/IMG_4139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SAvISGSoMNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eKWSeAwe_eY/s320/IMG_4139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191463208726573266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more shoes ;) my fave hobby LOL&lt;br /&gt;there is not a single one that i do not like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SAvJuWSoMPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gTX5pjidyKI/s1600-h/IMG_3537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SAvJuWSoMPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gTX5pjidyKI/s320/IMG_3537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191464793569505522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-5776317861574981902?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/5776317861574981902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=5776317861574981902' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/5776317861574981902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/5776317861574981902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-i-have-not-posted-in-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SAvJEWSoMOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/y2eAw5KZcnI/s72-c/IMG_4079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-5834941299421676513</id><published>2008-03-26T19:13:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:22:38.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, my obsesssion with purses and bags is out of control...i cannot stop it. LOL. and oh how i terribly wish i would have enough money to buy these lovelies without feeling guilty for the spending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZ36SottI/AAAAAAAAAF0/r7Qkou-Josw/s1600-h/IMG_3533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZ36SottI/AAAAAAAAAF0/r7Qkou-Josw/s320/IMG_3533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182193875806631634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZsqSotsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RjCPc-CgybA/s1600-h/IMG_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZsqSotsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RjCPc-CgybA/s320/IMG_3530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182193682533103298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZi6SotrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/L7HTiglBrfE/s1600-h/IMG_3534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZi6SotrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/L7HTiglBrfE/s320/IMG_3534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182193515029378738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange is so the new colour for summer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZU6SotqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3nnu-sTaJo4/s1600-h/IMG_3529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZU6SotqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3nnu-sTaJo4/s320/IMG_3529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182193274511210146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumer Willis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZLaSotpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/gb3poo4_C28/s1600-h/IMG_3540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZLaSotpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/gb3poo4_C28/s320/IMG_3540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182193111302452882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZAqSotoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0pJpuZw-xG8/s1600-h/IMG_3524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZAqSotoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0pJpuZw-xG8/s320/IMG_3524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182192926618859138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK, there is nothing wrong with this outfit, nor picture!!! The bag, the jacket, the ankle boots, oh lord help me find these buys for under $50 each =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rY3qSotnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/F8qJXhph11c/s1600-h/IMG_3523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rY3qSotnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/F8qJXhph11c/s320/IMG_3523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182192772000036466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This outfit is sooo HOT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-5834941299421676513?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/5834941299421676513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=5834941299421676513' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/5834941299421676513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/5834941299421676513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/03/seriously-my-obsesssion-with-purses-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-rZ36SottI/AAAAAAAAAF0/r7Qkou-Josw/s72-c/IMG_3533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-2040200455845078051</id><published>2008-03-19T23:13:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T13:02:21.446-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunglasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marciano'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and this is why i LOOOOVE starbucks with a passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-HWk6SothI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GDkl6bDwUMI/s1600-h/IMG_3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-HWk6SothI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GDkl6bDwUMI/s320/IMG_3470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179656976063837714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, i cannot get enough of sunglasses, they are taking over my shopping sprees LOL&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-HXWaSotkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Ovl64kzSSR0/s1600-h/IMG_3490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-HXWaSotkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Ovl64kzSSR0/s320/IMG_3490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179657826467362370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-HXM6SotjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ghwRTwy5azs/s1600-h/IMG_3492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-HXM6SotjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ghwRTwy5azs/s320/IMG_3492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179657663258605106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-HW6qSotiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/OA9K4TMmt4g/s1600-h/IMG_3526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-HW6qSotiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/OA9K4TMmt4g/s320/IMG_3526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179657349725992482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i want all of these! Michael Kors, ur a god and a genius!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-2040200455845078051?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/2040200455845078051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=2040200455845078051' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/2040200455845078051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/2040200455845078051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-this-is-why-i-loooove-starbucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R-HWk6SothI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GDkl6bDwUMI/s72-c/IMG_3470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-1317418857603751163</id><published>2008-03-17T16:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T16:22:51.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A.</title><content type='html'>I haven't seen or heard much of her lately, mut i loved her songs...was it 1 or 2 years ago, cant remember. Shes super cool and doesnt give a shit about what anyone thinks her, kinda obnoxious but i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R97R0OG6aCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/xne_O-WgOQI/s1600-h/IMG_3455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R97R0OG6aCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/xne_O-WgOQI/s320/IMG_3455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178807316593141794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R97RTeG6aAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_PH-Kkhe-3U/s1600-h/IMG_3454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R97RTeG6aAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_PH-Kkhe-3U/s320/IMG_3454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178806753952425986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Totally loving the posing, so M.I.A. (ads for Marc by Marc Jacobs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-1317418857603751163?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/1317418857603751163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=1317418857603751163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/1317418857603751163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/1317418857603751163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/03/mia.html' title='M.I.A.'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R97R0OG6aCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/xne_O-WgOQI/s72-c/IMG_3455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-8099177906173674850</id><published>2008-03-15T14:20:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T14:26:45.359-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion show'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I recently went to a fashion show in Toronto that my sis was in, it was hot, what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wUh-G6Z-I/AAAAAAAAADs/NnT-u1lgO_4/s1600-h/blue+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wUh-G6Z-I/AAAAAAAAADs/NnT-u1lgO_4/s320/blue+dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178036245409458146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTyuG6Z9I/AAAAAAAAADk/BcLxiPzk_BE/s1600-h/white+suit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTyuG6Z9I/AAAAAAAAADk/BcLxiPzk_BE/s320/white+suit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178035433660639186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This suit was so off the hook!!! and it was only $1000...god how i wish i was rich, or had more than $200 in my bank accound, due to university robbage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTvuG6Z8I/AAAAAAAAADc/XAHSi-tNQ4o/s1600-h/sexy+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTvuG6Z8I/AAAAAAAAADc/XAHSi-tNQ4o/s320/sexy+shirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178035382121031618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This shirt is beautiful, i want it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTs-G6Z7I/AAAAAAAAADU/niLN1a7y9E8/s1600-h/rob,+chick,+asian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTs-G6Z7I/AAAAAAAAADU/niLN1a7y9E8/s320/rob,+chick,+asian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178035334876391346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTp-G6Z6I/AAAAAAAAADM/4nSafZjsGww/s1600-h/hot+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTp-G6Z6I/AAAAAAAAADM/4nSafZjsGww/s320/hot+guy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178035283336783778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If only u could see this gorgeous man (Scott) up close as i did, ur heart would be melting right now as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTmuG6Z5I/AAAAAAAAADE/sNNcsqdvs8A/s1600-h/hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTmuG6Z5I/AAAAAAAAADE/sNNcsqdvs8A/s320/hot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178035227502208914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, they had a bedwear scene for the many ladies in the audience, well and for some of the men as well ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTjOG6Z4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/LERsCswhK9E/s1600-h/damn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTjOG6Z4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/LERsCswhK9E/s320/damn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178035167372666754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTbeG6Z2I/AAAAAAAAACs/P4lRb0FPEbc/s1600-h/3+dresses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wTbeG6Z2I/AAAAAAAAACs/P4lRb0FPEbc/s320/3+dresses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178035034228680546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soooo adorable, i loved the pink one in the middle and the light grey one! They fit perfectly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-8099177906173674850?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/8099177906173674850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=8099177906173674850' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/8099177906173674850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/8099177906173674850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-recently-went-to-fashion-show-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R9wUh-G6Z-I/AAAAAAAAADs/NnT-u1lgO_4/s72-c/blue+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-7101442377796555203</id><published>2008-03-11T12:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:48:27.465-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Where is the drama!!!</title><content type='html'>I am strange. When absolutely nothing is wrong in a relationship, i feel as if something is not right. But why??? Can i not just realise that maybe this is the way relationships need to be, that not all of them have to have something wrong with them? God! Perhaps it is the constant brainwashing that "nothing and no one is perfect" so deeply installed in my head, that i cannot accept the fact that maybe nothing is wrong. Maybe this relationship is perfect. Maybe i am yearning for something to be wrong because i feel it is the norm. Because in the past, not one of my relationships have been perfect, and usually when they have been i felt as if they were not real, and usually gave up on them. This is sad to admit, but i feel as if i need something to be off in order for me to feel as if the relationship is going in the right direction. Am i just addicted to drama in my life? Which i have been exposed to for waaaay too long. Or is this finally the time in my life when i can be in a long term relationship, head over heels in love, not caring about getting hurt, giving myself completely to someone, and never thinking twice about it? But am i capable of doing that at such a tender age of 20? Good question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-7101442377796555203?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/7101442377796555203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=7101442377796555203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/7101442377796555203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/7101442377796555203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-is-drama.html' title='Where is the drama!!!'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-1797159005290833058</id><published>2008-02-26T12:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:54:00.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time to party with a Spice Girl</title><content type='html'>I went to C Lounge this Monday and there was a huge party for Mel B from the Spice Girls. It was pretty fun except that i hate it when it gets too crowded, but seriously what did i expect?&lt;br /&gt;Still fun was had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R8RRmkDYLrI/AAAAAAAAACM/pWXL-DLI61M/s1600-h/IMG_3105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R8RRmkDYLrI/AAAAAAAAACM/pWXL-DLI61M/s320/IMG_3105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171347995082895026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R8RRR0DYLqI/AAAAAAAAACE/yBe7i5r1ZAo/s1600-h/IMG_3118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R8RRR0DYLqI/AAAAAAAAACE/yBe7i5r1ZAo/s320/IMG_3118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171347638600609442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R8RRE0DYLpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7BmXgfWQnU4/s1600-h/IMG_3112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R8RRE0DYLpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7BmXgfWQnU4/s320/IMG_3112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171347415262310034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-1797159005290833058?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/1797159005290833058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=1797159005290833058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/1797159005290833058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/1797159005290833058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-time-to-party-with-spice-girl.html' title='It&apos;s time to party with a Spice Girl'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R8RRmkDYLrI/AAAAAAAAACM/pWXL-DLI61M/s72-c/IMG_3105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-748075390781229046</id><published>2008-02-21T11:57:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T12:03:50.194-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex and the city'/><title type='text'>Sex....and the City</title><content type='html'>How much longer do we all faithful Sex and the City addicts have to wait for the movie to come out, the anticipation is killing me!&lt;br /&gt;But for now, to quench the thirst, here are some shots from the set of the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uWUDYLnI/AAAAAAAAABs/fTYhp8a6PYU/s1600-h/miranda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uWUDYLnI/AAAAAAAAABs/fTYhp8a6PYU/s320/miranda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169479645654429298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uR0DYLmI/AAAAAAAAABk/vUb6D9jwD2w/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uR0DYLmI/AAAAAAAAABk/vUb6D9jwD2w/s320/friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169479568345017954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uNkDYLlI/AAAAAAAAABc/crLKT12q58g/s1600-h/char.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uNkDYLlI/AAAAAAAAABc/crLKT12q58g/s320/char.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169479495330573906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                I'm in love with her sunglasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uJEDYLkI/AAAAAAAAABU/acHcR5EfqYs/s1600-h/carrie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uJEDYLkI/AAAAAAAAABU/acHcR5EfqYs/s320/carrie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169479418021162562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uE0DYLjI/AAAAAAAAABM/FKO-jxQzD7U/s1600-h/carrie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uE0DYLjI/AAAAAAAAABM/FKO-jxQzD7U/s320/carrie1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169479345006718514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                Oh the shoes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uAUDYLiI/AAAAAAAAABE/IOw45pz844U/s1600-h/carrie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uAUDYLiI/AAAAAAAAABE/IOw45pz844U/s320/carrie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169479267697307170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-748075390781229046?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/748075390781229046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=748075390781229046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/748075390781229046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/748075390781229046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/02/sexand-city.html' title='Sex....and the City'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R72uWUDYLnI/AAAAAAAAABs/fTYhp8a6PYU/s72-c/miranda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-6600761290794023016</id><published>2008-02-19T21:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:58:56.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and dresses = a lethal combination/an obsession, and thats putting it lightly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R7uWaEDYLgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SVnCCIFlmAk/s1600-h/_MG_8023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R7uWaEDYLgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SVnCCIFlmAk/s320/_MG_8023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168890371846450690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a dress i bought a few months ago at Limited, it was only $30!!! Im in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R7uV4UDYLfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1PrfJAFvi7M/s1600-h/IMG_2537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R7uV4UDYLfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1PrfJAFvi7M/s320/IMG_2537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168889792025865714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it from the front&lt;br /&gt;It looks sooo nice on tanned skin :D...too bad im not that dark anymore, but im trying to resist the tanning bed due to possible cancer development :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am super excited for the Monday coming up because Mel B from the Spice Girls is gona be hosting at a club and Im gona party it up with her...woohoo. HAHA i dont know why but i just felt the need to share that little bit, and im gona try to take lots of pics with her to post here!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-6600761290794023016?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/6600761290794023016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=6600761290794023016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/6600761290794023016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/6600761290794023016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/02/me-and-dresses-lethal-combinationan.html' title='Me and dresses = a lethal combination/an obsession, and thats putting it lightly'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/R7uWaEDYLgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SVnCCIFlmAk/s72-c/_MG_8023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-4125881337221906006</id><published>2008-02-19T00:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T00:41:37.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust me and I will trust you</title><content type='html'>Why is it so hard to trust people?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i can guess what u are think...that it is because your trust has been broken by many in the past and hence you expect it to happen again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;But, would it not be nice if we could forgive and forget, as we should.&lt;br /&gt;And what about the people who have not broken our trust and have not done anything that hurt us. Why are we so quick to assert that they will too, follow the pattern of many previous and current trust breakers?&lt;br /&gt;Can't we simply have faith and TRUST in the idea that maybe, just maybe, this person will not hurt us, or will not break the trust we have established with him or her?&lt;br /&gt;Because, ladies and gents, not every single person we know has or will hurt us. There are very few people we meet in our lives that will not do this, simply because they love us that much, and do not want to find out what will happen if they ever do hurt us. Simply put, they do not want to hurt us nor lose us. Trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-4125881337221906006?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/4125881337221906006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=4125881337221906006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/4125881337221906006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/4125881337221906006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/02/trust-me-and-i-will-trust-you.html' title='Trust me and I will trust you'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-3930817273404958606</id><published>2008-02-18T16:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:44:02.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>H&amp;M</title><content type='html'>I absolutely looooove the new H&amp;amp;M sunglasses, they are all incredibly sexy and look good on basically any face shape.&lt;br /&gt;I only purshased one pair, out of sheer love, but I needed to restict myself b/c i would have bought them all i tell u!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyways, just wanted to share that little thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-3930817273404958606?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/3930817273404958606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=3930817273404958606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/3930817273404958606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/3930817273404958606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/02/h.html' title='H&amp;M'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-3148401831044730315</id><published>2008-02-14T14:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T11:17:55.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Sex talk</title><content type='html'>I refuse to believe that all men that start random converstaions with women just have one thing on their minds...sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am in denial, but maybe, just maybe, not all men have just sex on their minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that we are sexual beings, and that we have animal instincts and attraction, but perhaps it is not something we constrantly think about and want, even when talking to strangers who we just met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we not have educational, interesting, and intelligent conversations without the question of sex looming over our university graduate heads?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cannot be so that every time a male approaches a female at a public spot, that all he has on his mind is the possibilty of fu*king her, and that this is all that he wants from her. That it is his final destination and the whole purpose of him approaching her in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to believe that maybe a male approaches a female because she looks interesting and intelligent and he just wants to have a lively conversation with her about something, anything, it doesn't have to be something in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I simply trying to ignore the truth, that a man will never appoach a woman with the goal of just having an innocent discussion with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pehaps, but I still refuse to believe that completely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-3148401831044730315?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/3148401831044730315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=3148401831044730315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/3148401831044730315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/3148401831044730315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/02/sex-talk.html' title='Sex talk'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-2006730781882049679</id><published>2008-02-13T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:25:32.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;the one&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>Just yesterday I had a conversation with one of my dear male friends, who shall not be named, perhaps later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic=&lt;br /&gt;Finding true love/"the one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The response from both parties=&lt;br /&gt;He: At 25 does not believe there is such a thing as true love. He has been cheated on plenty of times before and feels that the women out there are all the same (see Samantha in Sex and the City.) From then on he has always cheated on all of his girlfriends. He says he is incorrectable, but i beg to differ. He is currently with another girl, and he says he really likes her but that "his eye still seems to wander".  BUT WHY? He says this girl is the "coolest chick he's ever met" so what's with all the eye wandering damn it! It is sad because he feels he cannot change the way he is, that he will always feel this way towards women. He believes that when people get to a certain age, they think "oh, it's about time I settle down" and  whoever they are dating at the time or whoever comes next, they marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I tried to be optimistic but it is hard when he is such a realist and when I am trying so hard to ignore that side of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I have come to the conclusion that people can change, and will change, but only if they really want to, and feel that they need to, in order to better their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-2006730781882049679?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/2006730781882049679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=2006730781882049679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/2006730781882049679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/2006730781882049679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/02/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280830022744795404.post-9017665262897093514</id><published>2008-02-13T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T12:52:23.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>Well, well, well, my very first post, I have to admit it is a little exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to formally introduce myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Maria, but I like to go by Masha, which is my Russian name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 20 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born in Russia and later moved to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently reside in Toronto, Canada and attent York University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lead a very fun, and at times quite a promiscuous life, and always have interesting conversations with people I know, and sometimes don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the main reason why I wanted to start this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To share my wisdom with the world, HAHAHAHA, im only kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I do think that my life can be quite interesting, although it is borring at times, and yes I will try to only post the interesting bits and pieces to releive you of the boredom that visits all of us so frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that is the introduction to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280830022744795404-9017665262897093514?l=mashalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/feeds/9017665262897093514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280830022744795404&amp;postID=9017665262897093514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/9017665262897093514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280830022744795404/posts/default/9017665262897093514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mashalove.blogspot.com/2008/02/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq3yNdUUrW0/SP3V4RUgbLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ea1YQpis1XI/S220/back.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
