tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22011489925244264282024-03-13T14:41:14.025-04:00Selina Loves Hard.the world through the eyes of this girl.selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-86796347617305912292010-11-15T20:58:00.001-05:002010-11-15T21:02:09.522-05:00COFFEE, I'D LIKE TO SEE OTHER PEOPLEMy relationship with coffee got so intense at times i didn't know how to control myself. i wanted Coffee every day and sometimes after work when i know i should just go home and relax. but that roasty aroma and the handsome brown color of coffee would always tempt me. au lait with lots of foam tickled right down my throat and made everything fit together. but i tried to break it off; i tried to see others: mr. tap, earl grey and even OJ, but nothing taste quite as satisfying as the frothy goodness and rush of mr. coffee. i need to kick this; i'm not getting younger and my nerves can only take so much of this, this <span style="font-style:italic;">caffeine</span>. yet, everywhere i look it's all around me! hands cradling, warmed by sippy cups with fancy sleeves, cheap corner store fare and their flippy lids speaking to me in steam. venti, grand, 75 cents, a dollar-ten, everyone says it's okay to have it whenever, however, wherever...how can i escape you! i can't seem to quit you; at least not cold turkey, mmm cold, iced coffee - no! that would be too extreme...maybe after one more cup? yes definitely one more cup and i'll end it...definitely.selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-79206083259064112112010-04-22T10:14:00.005-04:002010-04-22T10:30:57.521-04:00wake up!so i've been behind in my fallon and caught the one with tracy morgan. this is so much better than checking my email in the morning and coffee (but i still got coffee). now i have a new favorite quote "RELEASE THE KRAKEN!"<br /><br /><br /><object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11040311&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11040311&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/11040311">Release the KRAKEN!</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/drareg">gerard</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-48142547574994413332010-04-19T10:28:00.003-04:002010-04-19T10:54:09.446-04:00dreaming about maltese dogs led to this post...<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S8xo7iXEeJI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fDEdzujW5uc/s1600/catpictureday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461855820138707090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S8xo7iXEeJI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fDEdzujW5uc/s320/catpictureday.jpg" border="0" /></a> CAT PICTURE DAY!</div><div align="center">may use this as a profile picture on social networking sites cos no one really should rely on social networking sites to get to know someone. </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S8xo7fn1SmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/7TRT6nuGg8Y/s1600/run.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461855819403709026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S8xo7fn1SmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/7TRT6nuGg8Y/s320/run.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S8xo7DHHPnI/AAAAAAAAAWY/gIYhWNxUWmQ/s1600/henryk-kaiser-little-wet-maltese-in-bath-tub.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461855811750280818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S8xo7DHHPnI/AAAAAAAAAWY/gIYhWNxUWmQ/s320/henryk-kaiser-little-wet-maltese-in-bath-tub.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S8xo63U6uOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/hIpYXxrloXw/s1600/maltese_01_puppies_for_sale.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461855808586954978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S8xo63U6uOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/hIpYXxrloXw/s320/maltese_01_puppies_for_sale.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S8xo6RN-XII/AAAAAAAAAWI/ep5yZmdi-r0/s1600/maltese-puppy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461855798357286018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S8xo6RN-XII/AAAAAAAAAWI/ep5yZmdi-r0/s320/maltese-puppy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-67960963783830113272010-03-25T00:01:00.003-04:002010-03-25T00:05:54.114-04:00today's version of the velvet elvis.<div style="text-align: center;">WHO KEEPS PUTTING THESE <a href="http://selinaloveshard.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-going-to-uncanny-valley.html">GUYS</a> ON HORSES?!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S6rgPRywT-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/XYQVtK-ad_c/s1600/16252_178605960387_174605545387_3379616_1251952_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S6rgPRywT-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/XYQVtK-ad_c/s320/16252_178605960387_174605545387_3379616_1251952_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452416851964350434" /></a>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-27300464494056489152010-03-24T23:40:00.004-04:002010-03-25T00:00:47.539-04:00inspiration from...2<div style="text-align: center;">E n j o y ...</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S6rfHo4CiJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/x620uKYf3ec/s1600/dreads+back.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S6rfHo4CiJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/x620uKYf3ec/s320/dreads+back.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452415621209950354" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S6rb8zhuwjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PaW6tiRnf5Y/s1600/awesomebrownmodel.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S6rb8zhuwjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PaW6tiRnf5Y/s320/awesomebrownmodel.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452412136555725362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S6rb8WYuOAI/AAAAAAAAAVg/mzRyuT9Gslc/s1600/A_Auset.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S6rb8WYuOAI/AAAAAAAAAVg/mzRyuT9Gslc/s320/A_Auset.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452412128733313026" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S6rb8OWfWeI/AAAAAAAAAVY/yPX5LAVBYtk/s1600/19black-600.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S6rb8OWfWeI/AAAAAAAAAVY/yPX5LAVBYtk/s320/19black-600.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452412126576466402" /></a><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">xoxo</div><div style="text-align: center;">-S</div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-23457251469147361962010-03-10T21:05:00.003-05:002010-03-10T21:14:54.337-05:00inspiration from...<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5hQ6TNYRCI/AAAAAAAAAVA/BL01_DoIIJo/s320/Library+-+3402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192711823639586" /><div style="text-align: center;">I got inspired today by the <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">death of Corey Haim and made this t-shirt. well i transformed one i already had/loved/teared.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5hQ6zTcV0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/7FT2RjhitaY/s320/Library+-+3401.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192720439007042" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Death by Stereo"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5hQ7K7uGPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4oSOhHmU8Wo/s320/finished+product.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192726781958386" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">The finished product.</div><div><br /></div><div>i'm off...(to chat roulette)</div><div><br /></div><div>xoxox</div><div>-S<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /></div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-64512517909088164632010-03-07T15:24:00.005-05:002010-03-07T15:42:24.368-05:00alaskan summer! alaskan summer?<div style="text-align: center;">i haz window way opened! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5QNG4rEgTI/AAAAAAAAAUw/bb00thJxT3M/s320/Library+-+3388.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445992261341184306" /><img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5QNGlm-t_I/AAAAAAAAAUo/qk3jAHsOFmc/s320/Library+-+3389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445992256223754226" /><div> </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">it is over 50ºF this sunday and i am off. i'm just miffed i didn't wake up earlier to go jogging. i was out of bed at 1pm officially being that i worked til 1.30 am and watched an episode of <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0094540/">Roseanne</a> while eating <a href="http://www.benjerry.com/">Ben & Jerry's</a> Colbert ice cream putting my bedtime at around 3am. <br /></div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5QNHAL1JpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HiKEFocR7-E/s320/Library+-+3391.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445992263357638290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i'm not layering much today but i'm all about the <a href="http://store.americanapparel.net/rsam303.html">aa skir</a>t i constantly wear in summer - today. that's right legs you're coming out. today. </div></div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-91078348191565596972010-03-05T11:25:00.016-05:002010-03-05T11:56:09.464-05:00do barbies dream of plastic sheep...?<div align="center">i was thinking today about barbie dream houses...i used to want this one soooo bad. i remember playing with one at a girl's house and not really caring too much about her or her other toys...i loved the windows most. my first desire for modern design, right here: </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445188414560039442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5EyA2DschI/AAAAAAAAATw/cmE8KBeQ9hY/s320/dreamhouse.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">instead i got the barbie penthouse with the elevator - which doubled as a jet propelled rocket for barbie whenever playing with my brother. egads.<br />saw some pics of barbies over the years and a flood of memories came back. all nice ones. i remember my very first barbie. yeah, it was still the disco era. she was so shiny! and flammable! </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445187019699497282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5EwvpzBqUI/AAAAAAAAATg/KnKucoFCdmo/s320/1st!.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">after that i'm not sure of the order. but, i definitely remember having this pink barbie. it's weird how i remember parts of her like the stole and how it felt. the polka dots...: </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445194052870389090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5E3JCZovWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/qNmEM3slE-E/s320/Pink_n_Pretty_2.jpg" border="0" /><br />and day to night barbie was all about her career and going out seamlessly. this jacket was velvet!: </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445187022676271618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5Ewv04vogI/AAAAAAAAATo/QONM2uS1E5o/s320/daynite.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">crystal barbie! her dress and stole were probably my favorite, everrr. the more barbie wore it the more crinkly it got and all these new patterns of irridescence would form. putting her near christmas lights put me in a stupor...it was bliss. and her jewelry ahh. i wonder what this would translate to on a real girl...hmm: </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445188674388458914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5EyP9_nfaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fzWpS4oP1lo/s320/3196094711_76d8430dcc.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445188662819240562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5EyPS5TOnI/AAAAAAAAAT4/vtJD3RrHRmI/s320/3255614966_b0681e131f.jpg" border="0" /> i think i had this barbie...i definitely had this outfit which happens sometimes when you play with other friends barbies. you suddenly acquire the top half of an ensemble and accessories. this was also velvet - what the hell, barbie...<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445189075143569874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5EynS7FMdI/AAAAAAAAAUI/VXkeFtRkdpY/s320/loving.jpg" border="0" /> i also remember having barbie and the rockers. probably the coolest </div><br /><div align="center">barbie i had:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445189819998011730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S5EzSpuOAVI/AAAAAAAAAUY/3qREoq5ceU4/s320/z01.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">yes! and i had the whole plastic band set with half stacks, mics, keyboard and keytar.<br />i used what i had to fill out barbie's world and my barbies and her friends (and sometimes ken, her loving silent but strong husband) would drive around in rainbow bright's car. hey, they fit, who cares...<br />i'm sure i could go on forever about this but...i'll save it for some other time.<br />xoxo<br />-S</div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-55135517422327704862010-03-04T10:36:00.004-05:002010-03-04T10:41:00.790-05:00fairisle kind of day. winter grumble, grumble.<div align="center"><br /><br />i was bored today as soon as i got to work (quel surprise) so i drew my sweater in paintbrush. in a way also a homage to the days when paintbrush was the only way being pre-photoshop.<br /></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444803313557363362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S4_TxBB02qI/AAAAAAAAATQ/BYOaJf70hu4/s320/sweeeter.JPG" border="0" /><br />i also have a photo of my cozy outfit today: paint splatted squin jeans a t-shirt as thin as tissue under my fairisle sweater. it's one of the few things i still have since highschool. and being that i moved 8 million times and lost/discarded/donated mad clothes in that time it's a feat to still have something i owned in the days when kurt cobain was still alive. </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444803321766318722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S4_Txfm_koI/AAAAAAAAATY/L8tE04BTgD0/s320/Library_-_3310.jpg" border="0" />way to be awesome, fairisle sweater i bought in a thriftstore in levittown, pa, way to be. awesome.<br /><br />xoxo<br />-S</p>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-84689839139574415852010-02-26T09:53:00.002-05:002010-02-26T09:55:57.496-05:00Unexplained Mysteries: Fibonacci Numbersthis makes me not feel like such a weirdo. sometimes i'm weird with numbers. like i can predict things by messing around with them. learning about Fibonacci makes it seem more organic and less neurotically charged...<br />*whew*<br />definitely going to read up more on this...<br /><br /><a href="http://ogiefreak.blogspot.com/2008/03/fibonacci-numbers.html#links">Unexplained Mysteries: Fibonacci Numbers</a><br /><br /><br />saw this on TED also which combines crafting, sea creatures and math. am i in heaven!<br /><object width="446" height="326"><param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"></param> <param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/MargaretWertheim_2009-medium.flv&su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/MargaretWertheim-2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&vw=432&vh=240&ap=0&ti=519&introDuration=16500&adDuration=4000&postAdDuration=2000&adKeys=talk=margaret_wertheim_crochets_the_coral_reef;year=2009;theme=numbers_at_play;theme=evolution_s_genius;theme=inspired_by_nature;theme=speaking_at_ted2009;event=TED2009;&preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;" /><embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgColor="#ffffff" width="446" height="326" allowFullScreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/MargaretWertheim_2009-medium.flv&su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/MargaretWertheim-2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&vw=432&vh=240&ap=0&ti=519&introDuration=16500&adDuration=4000&postAdDuration=2000&adKeys=talk=margaret_wertheim_crochets_the_coral_reef;year=2009;theme=numbers_at_play;theme=evolution_s_genius;theme=inspired_by_nature;theme=speaking_at_ted2009;event=TED2009;"></embed></object>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-15154233338286316932010-02-17T11:32:00.003-05:002010-02-17T11:37:55.414-05:00Death & Taxes<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3waaNqdu6I/AAAAAAAAATA/jhj_ii7-MT4/s1600-h/turbo-tax-premium.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439251487603407778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3waaNqdu6I/AAAAAAAAATA/jhj_ii7-MT4/s320/turbo-tax-premium.jpg" border="0" /></a> yay i'm doing my taxes!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3waZ3qiuyI/AAAAAAAAAS4/8-UhuBq16kA/s1600-h/badger.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439251481698155298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3waZ3qiuyI/AAAAAAAAAS4/8-UhuBq16kA/s320/badger.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />this is the first picture i got by googling, "pretty taxes". <br /><br /><div><br />doing my taxes only takes a few minutes, yet it's the waiting until all the w-2 forms are in before i can print out my form, double check the address to send it off and forget about. i think i only have two w-2 forms this year not counting the illustriously unfruitful school tax forms i get. one day i will get down to one w-2 form...one day. by then i also want an accountant. someone trustworthy like a guy named, Larry or something...</div></div></div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-58355030901068149542010-02-11T22:50:00.004-05:002010-02-11T23:04:44.687-05:00RIP McQueen<div style="text-align: center;">Lee Alexander McQueen died. I heard of his suicide today. His mother passed some days before.</div><div style="text-align: center;">From a man who creates clothes the way he did and even film that explored the depth of darkness - for beauty or worse, this is not an incongruence; although it is a tragedy nonetheless when someone takes their own life - celebrity or not. the fashion world will miss you. you leave a massive void to fill. thank you Universe for giving us McQueen.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3TQYQnRp-I/AAAAAAAAASw/CEqZ9AcpNm8/s1600-h/00470m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3TQYQnRp-I/AAAAAAAAASw/CEqZ9AcpNm8/s320/00470m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437199765338171362" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">alexander mcqueen after the spring 10 show in Paris.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3TQYDhq5II/AAAAAAAAASo/jng72Iuc0z8/s1600-h/00430m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3TQYDhq5II/AAAAAAAAASo/jng72Iuc0z8/s320/00430m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437199761824998530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Fall 2009</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3TQX1PDZKI/AAAAAAAAASg/uSQaMraqy3Y/s1600-h/00380m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3TQX1PDZKI/AAAAAAAAASg/uSQaMraqy3Y/s320/00380m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437199757988816034" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">another look from fall 2009.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3TQXewui1I/AAAAAAAAASY/E_NFyNbyvjs/s1600-h/00370m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3TQXewui1I/AAAAAAAAASY/E_NFyNbyvjs/s320/00370m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437199751956040530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">a look from spring 10. reminiscent of sea creatures</div><div style="text-align: center;">of the deep sea. blue is the last color able to reflect</div><div style="text-align: center;">at depths of 2000 feet beyond the sun's light...interesting.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3TQXAPivcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/de-K4JzPeVI/s1600-h/00320m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S3TQXAPivcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/de-K4JzPeVI/s320/00320m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437199743763791298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">more of spring 10. scuba-ness.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">all pics from style.com</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">xoxo -S</div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-18553322284866646012010-02-05T20:51:00.006-05:002010-02-05T21:20:31.024-05:00i bought this book<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; ">i've lived here for years and only just now gone to the <a href="http://www.amnh.org/">natural history museum</a>. all i was interested in were the sea creatures. </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; ">i'm pretty sure i have a phobia about being near whales.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; ">forgot my camera so i had to take a bunch of mobile ones that i'm not into uploading right now. bluetooth is acting up...</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; ">i sketched this little guy while there earlier this week:<br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "><br /></p><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S2zNx5KhhHI/AAAAAAAAASI/-Bv-x0fZheE/s320/Last+Roll+-+21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434945107371590770" /><br /><br /><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">today i went through part one of two, of getting my tooth fixed. afterwards i had nowhere to be and all my errands pretty much were taken care of via the phone. sooooo what better place to waste some time in than <a href="http://www.strandbooks.com/app/www/p/browse/?subject_id=15">Strand</a>. i went straight to the art books (tunnel vision - a blessing and a curse); i pretty much looked at EVERY page of the <a href="http://www.viceland.com/">vice</a> photobook (i want it so hard). and i bought this book on photography today, "the photograph as contemporary art". i don't like to spend money on any book i am not sure i'm going to like buuuut i saw a few pages: </p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"> </p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"> </p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"> </p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S2zLqGjbLKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/38kZgkueGwg/s320/Last+Roll+-+29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434942774503484578" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S2zLqSc7RwI/AAAAAAAAASA/9bIDdx0wrEU/s320/Last+Roll+-+26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434942777697453826" /></span><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">mostly it's like a survey of a lot of photogs i like:</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">ryan mcginley</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">nan goldin</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">greg crewdson</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">just to name a few...</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">if i had to pick a medium...a camera would be it. otherwise every <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">thing</span> i find is a medium. yes, models with very little creative inhibitions and a sense of adventure are welcome...</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">xoxox</p>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-76751178757226413132010-01-23T16:09:00.010-05:002010-01-24T03:01:11.419-05:00inspiration.<div>just a few things...</div><div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Out/In: </span><br /></div><div></div><div style="text-align: center;">2009/2010</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gossip Girl/Glee</div><div style="text-align: center;">Twilight/Avatar</div><div style="text-align: center;">art rap/bedroom pop</div><div style="text-align: center;">neon/plaid</div><div style="text-align: center;">emo hair/blue hair</div><div style="text-align: center;">face piercing/dreading</div><div style="text-align: center;">80s/90s</div><div style="text-align: center;">excess/process</div><div style="text-align: center;">double bag/no bag</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>SEWING.</div><div>someone said there are acres of diamonds right in your backyard. i don't feel like looking up who this is but it's some guy from the 20th century. anyway long story short i found amazing fabric for $2 a yard by my house and i can't wait to make dresses out of it and some clothes i have which didn't make the cut at Beacon's Closet. instead of spending money on clothes these days, i've invested in a mini sewing maching for simple tasks like pillows, dresses and whatever else the thing is strong enough to make :)</div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">some irredescent stretch fabric, floral print on pink </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">and sparkly tough fabric.</span> </div><div> <img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S1tsqDnhTAI/AAAAAAAAARA/GMlTKlAQoUE/s320/Library+-+3118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430053245506636802" /> <br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div>INSPIRATION. ...currently getting inspiration from! drumroll...</div><div>RODARTE! the tribal looking marks - so rough yet girly. and two of my fave people front row of the show; yeah good taste, do it. detail of the skirt at Rodarte show. raw edges, yum...and means less sewing of hems for me! yeaaah!</div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S1v4rQsSgvI/AAAAAAAAARI/3x4x3SZ9pUQ/s320/rodarte+sp10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430207197824058098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S1v4sMhsmjI/AAAAAAAAARg/xMVt3Bf-i8E/s320/front+row+rodarte+sp10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430207213885758002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S1v4rulMJdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/xxR4t2CsgIQ/s320/detailRODARTE+SP10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430207205847344594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S1v4sRVp3wI/AAAAAAAAARo/BEYFVxW4zls/s1600-h/rick+owens+sp10.jpg"></a></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div>DONNA KARAN: always looks sophisticated <br /></div><div>without being inconvenient. loving the big chain. </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S1v4r0KXJ8I/AAAAAAAAARY/bfriVef-x7Q/s1600-h/donna+karan+sp10.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S1v4r0KXJ8I/AAAAAAAAARY/bfriVef-x7Q/s320/donna+karan+sp10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430207207345432514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div>RICK OWENS: loooove this metallic </div><div>tissue dress. i have to touch it.</div><div>future wedding dress?? um, maybe.</div><div>shoes are awesome cos they go with</div><div>everything in my closet. :)</div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S1v4sRVp3wI/AAAAAAAAARo/BEYFVxW4zls/s320/rick+owens+sp10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430207215177424642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div>also Yves Klein-ed my room. The walls are blue. a beautiful royal blue. it actually darkens the room. at night it looks like i'm looking into a void. *weird*</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S1v8a3PhkZI/AAAAAAAAARw/YlbMo-Bbs3s/s320/Last+Roll+-+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430211314161127826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /></span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);">XOXO -S</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">runway photos: style.com</span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-78547376974168699592010-01-11T13:01:00.011-05:002010-01-11T22:21:29.539-05:008th house.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S0tpiXckS8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/R_G_Ujk5WhU/s1600-h/clawring_juliadeville.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425546215228197826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S0tpiXckS8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/R_G_Ujk5WhU/s320/clawring_juliadeville.jpg" border="0" /></a> momento mori has its place...on my fingers...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425548232821289394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S0trXzkPsbI/AAAAAAAAAQg/-SQXGFY0jQc/s320/JuliaDeVille_perchring.jpg" border="0" />totally impractical on a daily basis yet creative and ideal for those times when you host a party at your loft and need to not be upstaged by the trapeze artist hanging from your pipes....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S0tr3_cqOkI/AAAAAAAAAQo/AEQvVyM_x-E/s1600-h/DeVILLE_birdwingbrooch.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425548785766513218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S0tr3_cqOkI/AAAAAAAAAQo/AEQvVyM_x-E/s320/DeVILLE_birdwingbrooch.JPG" border="0" /></a>taxidermy done right. i ♥ this brooch.<br />these are all found <a href="http://juliadeville.com/">here</a> though she is based in Australia.<br /><br /><br /><div align="left">Also in love with the double layers vest and fringe necklace with patterned leggings from <a href="http://www.sabrinagoh.com/">Elohim</a>. the palettes are simple - mostly black or white. some of this can be found at <a href="http://www.pixiemarket.com/store/">Pixie Market</a>.</div><br /><div align="left">Annnnd...I gave away a band jacket like three years ago cos i didn't want it to sit in my closet even though i KNEW the look would catch on. </div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425555964611407506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/S0tyZ2uqLpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/WJydjz4h3Bc/s320/silenc%2Bnoise.jpg" border="0" />I heart the <a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?_dyncharset=ISO-8859-1&navAction=jump&id=17466178&search=true&isProduct=true&parentid=SEARCH+RESULTS&color=001">Silence + Noise band jacket </a>at Urban Outfitters better though...<br /><div align="left">The one i gave away had a million colors in it - i'd rather not have that P-Funk look...</div><br /><div></div><div></div><div>xoxo -S<br /><br /></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div align="left"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div align="left"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div align="left"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div align="left"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;">{first three images: julie deville</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;">last image: uban outfitters.}</span></div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-64766348741472011292009-12-11T09:41:00.003-05:002009-12-11T20:05:46.087-05:00macaron love<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413989290883779330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/SyJak1TliwI/AAAAAAAAAP4/4DYwqoG66dE/s320/mac.jpg" border="0" />yay! someone understands my adoration of the macaron! and they made a book!<p><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><strong>xoxox</strong></span></p>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-56006914968798134342009-12-09T14:25:00.002-05:002009-12-09T14:36:48.846-05:00I used to live in a psychic city...<a href="http://www.internetdj.com/video.php?mediaid=61309&op=watch">Yacht - Psychic City (Voodoo City)</a><br /><br />i work in a place where they play music from relative unknown locals to Jay-Z and this one song is my fave - one of the lesser knowns. it's catchy and weird. recently i saw the video for said catchy song and it made me consider my preferences for weirdness. don't judge! nonetheless this video is frickin weird...like 'i made a doll out of your hair will you be my date' weird. whatever makes me smile (but at the end i cringed).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Posted using <a href="http://sharethis.com/">ShareThis</a>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-76297336025414005332009-11-14T17:02:00.006-05:002009-11-14T17:19:21.442-05:00what does chanukah smell like?Was in über home decor store and noticed all the holiday home <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">accents</span>. you know the candles, centerpieces of dried unidentifiable shrubbery and nuts, stockings and the like...Yankee Candles pulled at my heartstrings reminding me of Christmases past with smells like, home sweet home, mistletoe, Christmas cookies. then there are the glittery apples and balls and leaves in unnatural colors like blue for the Sophisticates' Christmas, which drew me to the Chanukah side of the accent aisle. and looking through all the blue candles and sacks, the dreidels and gold coins, i couldn't find it. i couldn't find a Chanukah <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">smell. </span>and there were no alluding accents to nature or leaves or food or whatever. then i thought, well, what does Chanukah smell like?? does it have a smell? selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-4153925832875130022009-09-14T20:08:00.002-04:002009-09-14T20:11:31.258-04:00joy is useless unless SHAREDand this is definitely worth sharing...<div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/92561/the-tonight-show-with-conan-obrien-puppies-dressed-as-cats">PUPPIES DRESSED AS CATS!</a></div><div><br /></div><div>thanks coco...</div><div><br /></div><div>xoxoxo</div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-36419267014617685522009-08-21T19:56:00.000-04:002009-08-22T07:59:02.864-04:00and my creativity is feeding me.<div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/So8xjteeuyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZWN-A5jkk3M/s1600-h/08-21-09_1916.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/So8xjteeuyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZWN-A5jkk3M/s320/08-21-09_1916.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372567370048912162" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a>i love food and like to cook at home and lately my cooking skills have been ON. i was so impressed by my reawakened domesticity that i had to document it. thanks to the internet and chance (totally went dada on some recipes) it seemed insanely simple: mix uncooked noodles, milk, cheese and some melted butter in a pan and bake for an hour. to be honest i stopped reading the recipe after i read the ingredients and skipped to the bake an hour part. i wasn't even certain that anything more was involved. before i popped it in the oven i had reservations; it looked like someone puked after eating fettucine alfredo or some junk. but i had faith. to top it off i shortened the recipe and came out with a single serving the first night. the next night i was able to get leftovers for a couple more meals and it came out perfect with crunch edges and everything. YAY! i added some diced onions and fresh spinach on top and well, here it is...<div><br /><div></div><div style="text-align: center; ">˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚</div><div style="text-align: center; "></div><div style="text-align: left; ">Wish i could make these but i haven't tried to yet. Occasionally i treat me self and on my way from NY Burger I ran across this cute place called Madeline's Patisserie. Needless to say these gems in the window caught my eye i heart them! i think the colors attracted me, then i ate one and loved them so now years later i'm all about the ever elusive macaroon.</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/So80c6qHXvI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LO6U2h2XToI/s320/08-21-09_1501.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372570551863172850" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " />There were so many kinds at Madeline's, that they had a menu just for them. these were the most i ever paid for them so i got just a few - no need to blow all my money on sugar (i was still sipping on a vanilla milkshake from burger place). of course i got pistachio ones and a praline. This is my dessert to my insanely easy mac & cheese dinner. fridays at my crib - you will get fed...</div></div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-61187106978409487192009-08-10T22:22:00.006-04:002009-08-10T23:08:28.104-04:00ohhhmmmm<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/SoDc6eolJLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hYMNf9jgPN4/s1600-h/Library+-+2063.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/SoDc6eolJLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hYMNf9jgPN4/s320/Library+-+2063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368533653039424690" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Taking time out is important. That's why I took off a couple of days and finally slept in for the first time in weeks...<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/SoDc6IWmApI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uEdzyPEGPkU/s320/window1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368533647058403986" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/SoDc5oZvQlI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CYapckDFeVg/s320/Library+-+2072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368533638481658450" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">I'm also getting really good at throwing out things that are no longer usefu</span>l: brochures from a million different yoga places nowhere near my job, scraps of tracing paper and gift bows from like six years ago. i decided to do something fun with the bows before turning it into garbage...<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:r;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/SoDbT8TpLGI/AAAAAAAAAPI/PSGt4MTJRJE/s320/Library+-+2060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368531891478146146" /><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/SoDbTQGwLEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/I0SkGWN58Z4/s320/Library+-+2077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368531879612918850" /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> xoxo</div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><br /></div></div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-74973028813502636292009-08-07T22:42:00.000-04:002009-08-07T23:03:07.494-04:00From Russia with Love.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/Snzm1N0SyqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/d35GdmdIzrw/s1600-h/Library+-+1446.jpg"><br /><img style="display:block; margin; text-;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/Snzm1N0SyqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/d35GdmdIzrw/s320/Library+-+1446.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367418657835240098" /><br /></a><div><div>Someone very empathetic told me today in their wonderfully soothing russian accent that they have a saying that life is like a zebra. They pointed to my striped sweater with the light stripes contrasting the deep blues intimating, sometimes life is light and sometimes it can be dark.</div><div><br /></div></div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-32476105770015963112009-07-22T10:43:00.004-04:002009-07-22T10:47:13.579-04:00let us play with your look some morethank you <a href="http://www.latenightwithjimmyfallon.com/video/clips/let-us-play-with-your-look-72109/1137661/">jimmy fallon</a>...again.selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-78971466620918610452009-07-18T21:58:00.003-04:002009-07-20T09:40:42.847-04:00stuff i find and run into...or something.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/SmJ9y6myTPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/vU1YJCC9_UU/s1600-h/govtofthefuture.jpg"><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359984820203179250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCyexq3KwQA/SmJ9y6myTPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/vU1YJCC9_UU/s320/govtofthefuture.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The Government of The Future (?) </span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">l. to r.:</span> the guy from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Robocop</span>, Kyle McLaughlin, Lynch and Bowie.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br class="webkit-block-placeholder"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I saw Kyle in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">chelsea</span> a few days after I found this photo on, well, <a href="http://ffffound.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">fffffound</span></a>. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ahh</span> synchronicity...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br class="webkit-block-placeholder"></div>selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201148992524426428.post-14373846062707839042009-07-15T10:43:00.002-04:002009-07-18T22:12:01.028-04:00too busy. no can make blogI’ve been busy with sleep deprivation, moving, writing papers and studying. Pulp Fiction was apt background to studying Futurism. I managed to find time to watch <a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-272296956193646761">Sam J. being quite awesome on Youtube</a>. He also is a big sports fan so I’m not surprised finding this.selinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058699679378351218noreply@blogger.com0