<?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-2077320234349322813</id><updated>2011-05-04T06:13:43.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not another moody kid</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-6649452139659594428</id><published>2009-04-03T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:04:36.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy as a .... donkey (donkeys r pretty damn busy, fyi)</title><content type='html'>oh me codfish! i have been so busy! i lost 5 more pounds! and being busy really shows on me, i am so bruised up, like more than a month old bannanna... only not so smelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/flowerette/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=7690064"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="flowerette" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjdCNWRyMjhnM2hHUUlyWGhfU1B4ZWcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="flowerette" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/flowerette/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=7690064"&gt;flowerette&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=385648"&gt;Holy Alien Goo, Batman!&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/alexander_mcqueen_jackets/shop?.mid=embed&amp;amp;brand=Alexander+McQueen&amp;amp;category_id=25"&gt;Alexander McQueen jackets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;longer blog latter, love u all, beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-6649452139659594428?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/6649452139659594428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=6649452139659594428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/6649452139659594428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/6649452139659594428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-as-donkey-donkeys-r-pretty-damn.html' title='busy as a .... donkey (donkeys r pretty damn busy, fyi)'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-5333016590509318342</id><published>2009-03-06T08:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:21:56.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm, this mango tango lollypop is like a party in my mouth</title><content type='html'>ugh, o.c. always makes me depressed, and under dressed. why can't look like them?i mean i have that much drama, but whatever.The lollypop makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i first came to Boston, i was so excited for malls, but now, i got to like the third largest mall in America like every week, and now i hate malls. Especially strip malls, they sound dirty look dirty and taste dirty (i liked the floor once on a dare, but that's another story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's outfit:&lt;br /&gt;beanie&lt;br /&gt;purple cords&lt;br /&gt;piles of bracelets&lt;br /&gt;uggs&lt;br /&gt;my dads tan tee-shirt&lt;br /&gt;and beautiful wavy hair&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my Louis Vuitton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is kinda what it looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/outfit_day_2009/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=7019329"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="outfit of the day 3/6/2009" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFllsaWtubklLM2hHMDFYR0NQTVFnaHcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="outfit of the day 3/6/2009" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/outfit_day_2009/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=7019329"&gt;outfit of the day 3/6/2009&lt;/a&gt; - by &lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=385648"&gt;Holy Alien Goo, Batman!&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-5333016590509318342?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/5333016590509318342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=5333016590509318342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/5333016590509318342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/5333016590509318342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm-this-mango-tango-lollypop-is-like.html' title='hmm, this mango tango lollypop is like a party in my mouth'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-4656708983218182262</id><published>2009-03-03T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:38:22.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so happy, first off, i have lost 15 pounds, second, i have been So busy!&lt;br /&gt;i went off track for a bit with my blog, but now, it is nothing but fashion, and i will blog twice a week, and check others blogs, and post outfits.&lt;br /&gt;and if i don't someone can "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; bitch slap" me, swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also happy because of the barbie fashion new york week thingy, i had a dream about it like a week before it happened and i woke up and told my self that it wouldn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care what u uppity fashion people say i like it.and yes, i know it is old news.&lt;br /&gt; *blows raspberry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;altough&lt;/span&gt; my computer cant upload pictures right now, i can give u this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/winter_gray/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=6963914"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="winter gray" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnlnWGFSVUVJM2hHeXhXUGVhdjdCZGcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="winter gray" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/winter_gray/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=6963914"&gt;winter gray&lt;/a&gt; - by &lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=385648"&gt;Holy Alien Goo, Batman!&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Polyvore&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my outfit of the day:&lt;br /&gt;vintage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bennie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;binns&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bracelet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;target navy blue smock dress&lt;br /&gt;vintage blue brocade dinner &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jacet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black heels&lt;br /&gt;navy blue sunglasses with green racing stripes from target&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thanx&lt;/span&gt;, my loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;xoxox&lt;/span&gt;(and one more o for good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;measure&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-4656708983218182262?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/4656708983218182262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=4656708983218182262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/4656708983218182262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/4656708983218182262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-so-happy-first-off-i-have-lost-15.html' title=''/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-7730378160279407550</id><published>2009-01-30T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:15:16.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh, i've been tagged. Does it hurt?</title><content type='html'>1.) i have a million different nicknames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) when i am on key in singing i hear a buzzing in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) i had to re-learn how to ride a bicycle every summer... for 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) my left pinky toe is noting but scar tissue, due to an ice pick, then i     re-hurt it with a large door who wanted my toe more then i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) i prefer dresses to jeans any day, i am just more used to of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) i have three dark pink streaks in my hair. (yeah, manic panic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) i always wear at least 5 bracelets, or i feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) i play guitar, violin, and some ukulele.(my sister is learning it, and we all     picked it up trying to explain it to her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) i suck at all sports, but running in heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) every good friend I've had plans to go to collage with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) i know English, some french, and even less Greek,and no i don't know Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) i can't swallow pills, but i can swallow whole gummy bears and m'and'ms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) my biggest vice is sugar, and lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) i feel short, mostly because my neighbors, could be qualified as giants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) i am writing a book that made three out of three people cry (and no not      because of how bad it was.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) i can swear in every well known language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) i want to be a stand up comedian, or a stylist when i am older.. or a writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) my legs are permanently white from how scared up they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) i have never broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) but... i have sprained both of my ankles.. three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) i almost drowned when i was seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) i draw on myself and others frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) my dreams are the weirdest things ever, ask me about one sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) i am named after my great-aunt, who lives in Arizona, and likes to sky dive and play golf.i want to be like her when i am older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.) when i am older, i am going to have poofy short pink hair, like as if i have cotton candy on top of my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-7730378160279407550?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/7730378160279407550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=7730378160279407550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/7730378160279407550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/7730378160279407550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2009/01/ahh-ive-been-tagged-does-it-hurt.html' title='ahh, i&apos;ve been tagged. Does it hurt?'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-1360897645760435326</id><published>2009-01-25T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:36:31.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepover!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuC9dMosI/AAAAAAAAAZs/oeJE9zmrbJ0/s1600-h/n1480711510_30191069_5856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuC9dMosI/AAAAAAAAAZs/oeJE9zmrbJ0/s320/n1480711510_30191069_5856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295298627760857794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, eva, nicole, maria, and anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuCuQQTwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AgadHqdpodo/s1600-h/n1480711510_30191039_3116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuCuQQTwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AgadHqdpodo/s320/n1480711510_30191039_3116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295298623680040706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;dress: vintage nightgown&lt;br /&gt;scarf: betsey johnson&lt;br /&gt;leather bomber: gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuChOk-mI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Yc5M7vQa0lI/s1600-h/n1480711510_30191055_7296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuChOk-mI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Yc5M7vQa0lI/s320/n1480711510_30191055_7296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295298620183345762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuCqkTwPI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6OnT2vlwyWM/s1600-h/n1480711510_30191059_8399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuCqkTwPI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6OnT2vlwyWM/s320/n1480711510_30191059_8399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295298622690410738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuCqYZ9rI/AAAAAAAAAZM/OXfYmr0AoWY/s1600-h/me+and+eva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuCqYZ9rI/AAAAAAAAAZM/OXfYmr0AoWY/s320/me+and+eva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295298622640486066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love sleepovers. Where else can u pig out on junk food, jump up and down like an idiot, and wear fairy wings, without looking like an idiot?!? Nowhere, but sleepovers!&lt;br /&gt;Me and nicole and anna played with barbie dolls until one-ish, then anna went to sleep, and me and nicole, figured out we went to the same camp same week, when we were little, and talked about aliens and god, and cobra starship, then we hear this chewing noise and we look over at anna, and she is sleep-chewing, it was the funniest thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;we didn't go to sleep until almost 6 in the morning, when her mom woke up and told us to go to bed. Maria came in and woke us up, after that we walked around downtowna bit, hung out at nicoles parents store, then we went back, picked up eva, and went to the natick mall for about 7 hours. That is the sleepover simplified a billion times.&lt;br /&gt;so srry, i havn't posted in awhile, i've been crazy busy with all sorts of stuff!&lt;br /&gt;i will try to be better about blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from church (i love church, i am greek orthadox, and it is all lovely chanting, and fancy dresses, ornate icons) so i am still in my church outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's outfit :&lt;br /&gt;leather bomber: gift&lt;br /&gt;graphic black dress with blue and white splashes all over: anne klien&lt;br /&gt;black vest: vintage&lt;br /&gt;black pumps: target&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. srry for the lack of coolness in this post, not that inspired at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tons of love,&lt;br /&gt;beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-1360897645760435326?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/1360897645760435326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=1360897645760435326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/1360897645760435326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/1360897645760435326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleepover.html' title='sleepover!'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SXyuC9dMosI/AAAAAAAAAZs/oeJE9zmrbJ0/s72-c/n1480711510_30191069_5856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-4824419790477690809</id><published>2008-12-12T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:42:10.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>arhg, im a kraken from the sea!</title><content type='html'>yes, i am THAT unoriginal to be quoting Juno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i am so happy, i just got three new magazines, (i-d, w, and let them eat cake) and two new books (vice, do's and don'ts of street fashion, and some weird book that was on sale about how you brain works, i am sucker for sales and anything about brains) and i spent almost all of my gift card, which is kinda sad and pathetic.i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna try to post pictures, i did a photo shoot with my little sis, like two weeks ago, and it is beyond rad, however, we don't have Internet, so i have to prance over to the college library (and i got banned from wearing dresses there, because i would go in there in ball gowns and my sanity was questioned, so my dad banded anything with tulle, silk, and or anything that had copious amounts of glitter, it sucks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been getting guitar lessons by this extreme hot dude (i swear, he is chad Michel Murray, in metal-head form, so perfect) he is in a band, and he is funny and he is the great at french (i told him i had to got too french after guitar lessons, and he said in perfect french "is there a chicken in you pants, non?!?" it was so funny, ahhh, sigh) i am swayed by his myriad amounts of coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today's outfit:&lt;br /&gt;navy blue shift dress: old navy&lt;br /&gt;blue aqua tights: target&lt;br /&gt;blue brocade vintage jacket: given to me.&lt;br /&gt;cream knit beanie: grandmother knitted it for me.&lt;br /&gt;crystal bracelet: tom binns, (thrifted)&lt;br /&gt;piles of friendship bracelets: friends&lt;br /&gt;Dino, butterfly, Saturn, and lighting bolt hand stamps: from the museum of science (we went there today, and i tried to stick me face in the automatic tinny machine but it was an epic fail.)&lt;br /&gt;purple tweed flats: thrift store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all,&lt;br /&gt;beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.w. (post weirdness)&lt;br /&gt;check my crushes cool metal band out at myspace music, the band name is the grass grows greener!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-4824419790477690809?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/4824419790477690809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=4824419790477690809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/4824419790477690809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/4824419790477690809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2008/12/arhg-im-kraken-from-sea.html' title='arhg, im a kraken from the sea!'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-8395395424262859046</id><published>2008-11-29T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:26:27.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random crap..</title><content type='html'>questions i have asked myself within the hour:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is worse:&lt;br /&gt;being hit on by a 50-year old, who asks if you can legally have sex with him?&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;seeing him hit on you 13-year old brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the sound of dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't people shave their arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, thats all i remmeber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-8395395424262859046?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/8395395424262859046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=8395395424262859046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/8395395424262859046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/8395395424262859046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-crap.html' title='random crap..'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-2232335666742771711</id><published>2008-11-29T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:52:54.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hannah is.. obssed with facebook!</title><content type='html'>facebook has gobbled up any life i previously owned.&lt;br /&gt;of course, all of my face book friends are ones i have know at least 2 months and talk to at least once a week, for 30 minutes. where as some people friend people they don't even know, this bugs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off that subject, i feel sucky for not posting in awhile, i have been travailing like mad, and when not travailing, getting ready to travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a new camera, well, it is an old one, from 2001. but it works, the only problem is that i can't find a usb cord that matches. as per usual, something goes wrong, it always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isn't a very good post at all. and im sorry, but not gonna make an excuse (i have like ten minutes to do this, so i can't think of a good one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, dads here and im in trouble!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-2232335666742771711?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/2232335666742771711/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-3723342484581099339</id><published>2008-11-15T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T13:04:45.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yum, yum, i cookie monsta</title><content type='html'>ok so im exasted, and i write best when not thinking, and im a bit spaced out too. so this one is going to be a winner. i went to a sleepover last night, and like there were ten girls all bawling there eyes out for"Walk To Remeber" and me like in th middle gigling 'cause of the chessy-ness of it all. i should of been a boy, i swear. i like toy cars and batman and all manners of 8-year old boyhood. and here i am watching a really touching movie, laughing, and wondering he history of coat hangers, and hoping the terminator would come in and kick there sorry asses, then whilst eating brownies i thought "Why don't they have a rating and/or type scale for brownies?" i mean Douglas Adams did it with rain in one of his books, why not me, and brownies? so what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;type color how to get them that way&lt;br /&gt;goo-ey coco take them out early&lt;br /&gt;hard compacted dirt let your 3 year old cousins cook them&lt;br /&gt;crumble-ly dirt put too much dry stuff in&lt;br /&gt;"special" dirt put ingredients in other than normal stuff *wink, wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is kinda dumb, but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it messed up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. promise awsome photo shoot soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-3723342484581099339?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-3421755255650447505</id><published>2008-11-12T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:47:32.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>opps, i fell into a vat of toxic waste...ah, well</title><content type='html'>well, maine was lovly, went to a few concerts, a few partys, got married (to my bestie of 8 years and i took the leap and popped the question, lol) saw someone get married, stayed up till three and got up at seven, hmmm, loved it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no real world shaking thoughts, or even funny comments at this momment, i just want to type, as you all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my camara didn't drown in the cape cod, i loved taking pictures and having my friends pissed off when i didn't put the thing down... i had a funeral for it. Mostly cause i was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S OUTFIT&lt;br /&gt;white strapless corset dress that poofs, a coffee colored scoop neck-tee, and purple tweed flats, a golden necklace from the 40's displaying a real butterfly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-3421755255650447505?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/3421755255650447505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=3421755255650447505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/3421755255650447505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/3421755255650447505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2008/11/opps-i-fell-into-vat-of-toxic-wasteah.html' title='opps, i fell into a vat of toxic waste...ah, well'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-1365927022787644809</id><published>2008-11-04T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:58:35.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my mind is so blank, and i feel like a tank</title><content type='html'>bloody nurses partying.... fun....&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRDDnuBr8FI/AAAAAAAAAY8/cz95XgDBu4M/s1600-h/IMG_2538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264923051533529170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRDDnuBr8FI/AAAAAAAAAY8/cz95XgDBu4M/s320/IMG_2538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;left to right, sexy lady in a sexy outfit, and a mishmash of a girl, groovy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRDDnUlyFCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Jlp3mglDlo8/s1600-h/IMG_2586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264923044705604642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRDDnUlyFCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Jlp3mglDlo8/s320/IMG_2586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; girl in gown crossing a busy suburban road.. sounds all too familiar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRDDnAMOAWI/AAAAAAAAAYs/qtdSfZJ_xCM/s1600-h/1826414172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264923039229673826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRDDnAMOAWI/AAAAAAAAAYs/qtdSfZJ_xCM/s320/1826414172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; djs, well dj-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRDDnIZPNjI/AAAAAAAAAYk/VyJz1KSggnA/s1600-h/11a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264923041431762482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRDDnIZPNjI/AAAAAAAAAYk/VyJz1KSggnA/s320/11a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn, (pardon my french) i just wrote a really funny and cool post but then it somehow got deleted, i guess it was suicidal (so many are theses days, i legit knew someone who was in 4th grade and was cutting himself, sad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways off subject, I'm off to see the wizard, that is the wonderful wizard of oz, a.k.a. my step grandfather Darell (yippee, cowabunga, hurrah, moppa) do some gigs with him ( he is in like ten awesome bands, and he does sound for other awesome bands, and i go along, to like bars and crap, it is the best) go to a wedding, and see my beastie ( Rachel, who is the coolest chick in a pile of hicks) so I'm off to Maine tomorrow at 3;30 to avoid the infamous Boston traffic, and read tons of 80's comic books, and listen to 90's music very loudly, and discus the history s, and other weird topics, ahh, i love my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss my camera like hell, if i missed hell, that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm, here is my "inspo" pictures of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;um, sexy robo-cop ridin' a unicorn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;better then chocolate? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRC7idRp9iI/AAAAAAAAAYc/I8WPyO7uuk4/s1600-h/robocopunicorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264914165044737570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRC7idRp9iI/AAAAAAAAAYc/I8WPyO7uuk4/s320/robocopunicorn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fairy nymphs frolicking in vivid color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRC7iFnQ_XI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tuTDsOHluXo/s1600-h/58488_04617_122_76lo-300x179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264914158692924786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRC7iFnQ_XI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tuTDsOHluXo/s320/58488_04617_122_76lo-300x179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh, my outfit...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pimped out chucks, hidden by Burgundy ball gown, and gray and black stripped sweater, and braided hippie crown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;beth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-1365927022787644809?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/1365927022787644809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=1365927022787644809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/1365927022787644809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/1365927022787644809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-mind-is-so-blank-and-i-feel-like.html' title='my mind is so blank, and i feel like a tank'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SRDDnuBr8FI/AAAAAAAAAY8/cz95XgDBu4M/s72-c/IMG_2538.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-8350956373948154437</id><published>2008-10-25T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:50:48.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>advil, red bull, smoke, butterfly wings and strobe lights, theses are a few of my favorite things, lallalllallllallalllallal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;partyed&lt;/span&gt; till the a.m., i try not to post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;party's&lt;/span&gt;, (because, i got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;) but this is an exception.&lt;br /&gt;great d.j.'s and costumes and all of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; were there, (except you guys.)&lt;br /&gt;i don't have any cool thought or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pondering's&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt;, but if i get one or three i will post it&lt;br /&gt;here are some cool outfits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN4J2OV5wI/AAAAAAAAAYE/jyCi8eXdNpQ/s1600-h/opp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN4J2OV5wI/AAAAAAAAAYE/jyCi8eXdNpQ/s320/opp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261180900268697346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN4JUJO4OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/yyn2nOsKcsk/s1600-h/loodbnehj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 127px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN4JUJO4OI/AAAAAAAAAX8/yyn2nOsKcsk/s320/loodbnehj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261180891120460002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN4I7k211I/AAAAAAAAAX0/g9KbQhbnqFU/s1600-h/coolness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN4I7k211I/AAAAAAAAAX0/g9KbQhbnqFU/s320/coolness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261180884525438802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN4IOE156I/AAAAAAAAAXs/jcTDfxF1-wU/s1600-h/cccccccccoooooooooooolllll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN4IOE156I/AAAAAAAAAXs/jcTDfxF1-wU/s320/cccccccccoooooooooooolllll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261180872311564194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN3gKpOGEI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RiMuj9HeYZQ/s1600-h/it-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN3gKpOGEI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RiMuj9HeYZQ/s320/it-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261180184195635266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN3fxjU6SI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GSd8N17RwAI/s1600-h/craasy.png"&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/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN3fxjU6SI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GSd8N17RwAI/s320/craasy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261180177460029730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-8350956373948154437?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/8350956373948154437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=8350956373948154437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/8350956373948154437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/8350956373948154437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2008/10/advil-red-bull-smoke-butterfly-wings.html' title='advil, red bull, smoke, butterfly wings and strobe lights, theses are a few of my favorite things, lallalllallllallalllallal'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SQN4J2OV5wI/AAAAAAAAAYE/jyCi8eXdNpQ/s72-c/opp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-1065258677893638235</id><published>2008-10-23T11:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:35:31.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a lovely way to die...</title><content type='html'>lots of pros and con's to staying home when told too.&lt;br /&gt;pro's&lt;br /&gt;1.)i get more work done, i know am almost completely Fluent in Latin, Greek and french.&lt;br /&gt;2.)i dress better, because i don't have to compare my in a ballgown to them in sweats.&lt;br /&gt;con's&lt;br /&gt;1.) i get my mum and da asking " what are you wearing and why?"&lt;br /&gt;2.)i never see my friends, i don't think i even remember there favorite colors, much less there faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/browse.sets?_out=embed&amp;amp;display=gridv&amp;amp;displayOptions=%7B%22withBy%22%3A0%2C%22replaceContainer%22%3A0%7D&amp;amp;size=m&amp;amp;uid=385648" style="display: block;" frameborder="0" height="324" scrolling="no" width="160"&gt; &lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed-find&amp;amp;id=385648" style="position: relative; left: 92px; top: -29px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Find me on Polyvore" src="http://polyvore.cachefly.net/rsrc/img/logo_embed_alt.png" style="border: 0pt none ;" title="Find me on Polyvore" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;today's outfit.&lt;br /&gt;gray ball gown, strapless, 50's-ish,with black flower embroidery on the sweetheart neckline, and one spurst of it on the hip, by banana republic&lt;br /&gt;black simple tee&lt;br /&gt;aqua knitted ski cap&lt;br /&gt;black ballet flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listing to ;&lt;br /&gt;lords of oi!&lt;br /&gt;(it is a British mixtape CD of indie bands, with the clash-esque songs, banging, non ?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typing in:&lt;br /&gt;the collage library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;beth the not so best&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-1065258677893638235?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/1065258677893638235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=1065258677893638235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/1065258677893638235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/1065258677893638235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-lovely-way-to-die.html' title='what a lovely way to die...'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-5788991195975797285</id><published>2008-10-15T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:55:48.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i had a dream and you were in it, and you too, aunt may!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPYukfyWBvI/AAAAAAAAAXM/JftfLOaUz0A/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPYukfyWBvI/AAAAAAAAAXM/JftfLOaUz0A/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257440819544458994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPYukXvTM3I/AAAAAAAAAXU/70JYdpldS8k/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPYukXvTM3I/AAAAAAAAAXU/70JYdpldS8k/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257440817384207218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time i go too sleep, i dream, I'm not complaining, hey it burns more calories, but can't just once my brain turn off, i always have a million things going on in my pretty little head, i have too take Tylenol just thinking about thinking, and every time i dream, the story's i feel should be written down, they are amazing, i can't remember all of it when i wake up, and even then I'm too lazy too write down what is an entire movie script, but one thing i love about my dreams, and I'm not sure this happens to everyone, but when i dream, i dream of dresses and pillows and gadgets, that haven't been made or invented yet. i dream up (literally) dresses and skirts and shirts (not, shoes, it is hard to be original with shoes) if i was a fashion designer, i would sleep to my success. but not in the way most do. (you, know what i mean) although, i wouldn't want to be a fashion designer (long story).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's outfit:&lt;br /&gt;today is bum day, so an vintage tee shirt for the Reunion of the Beatles, blue puffy skirt, and my messenger bag, nerd glasses, flowered peep toe flats, black and gray stripped cardigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-5788991195975797285?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/5788991195975797285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=5788991195975797285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/5788991195975797285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/5788991195975797285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-dream-and-you-were-in-it-and-you.html' title='i had a dream and you were in it, and you too, aunt may!'/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPYukfyWBvI/AAAAAAAAAXM/JftfLOaUz0A/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077320234349322813.post-984592565831849717</id><published>2008-10-14T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:36:17.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTv5jjaa0I/AAAAAAAAAWs/tLhZdDHsp8g/s1600-h/red_brooklyn2.jpg"&gt;ok, so this is my new blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy!&lt;br /&gt;sorry, my writing knack has vanished for the next few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;this blog is my fashion blog, and i have another humor/ranting blog with a crappy name, i am too embarrassed to even put it here, but here goes nothing... poetryofthesenses.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;whew, i typed it.&lt;br /&gt;anyways here is my "inspo" collage-sort-of-thingy (i got it from all over the Internet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTv5jjaa0I/AAAAAAAAAWs/tLhZdDHsp8g/s1600-h/red_brooklyn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTv5jjaa0I/AAAAAAAAAWs/tLhZdDHsp8g/s320/red_brooklyn2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257090437123566402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTv54q2TxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/w47IaFJM7BM/s1600-h/punk+kansas+city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTv54q2TxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/w47IaFJM7BM/s320/punk+kansas+city.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257090442791898898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTv5znrv5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/g0dEX26pc8c/s1600-h/punks2+kansas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTv5znrv5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/g0dEX26pc8c/s320/punks2+kansas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257090441436446610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTv5_yUkQI/AAAAAAAAAXE/A5RnCzadaOM/s1600-h/IMG_5562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTv5_yUkQI/AAAAAAAAAXE/A5RnCzadaOM/s320/IMG_5562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257090444702290178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTun7BIneI/AAAAAAAAAWE/YuX20KxFBaE/s1600-h/stsl01_feature0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTun7BIneI/AAAAAAAAAWE/YuX20KxFBaE/s320/stsl01_feature0810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257089034672971234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTun-DkcGI/AAAAAAAAAWM/SnViDHeFw5E/s1600-h/stsl01_lovesong0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTun-DkcGI/AAAAAAAAAWM/SnViDHeFw5E/s320/stsl01_lovesong0803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257089035488489570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTuoNrXH6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/BZkVucG-PVg/s1600-h/stsl01_thenewromantics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTuoNrXH6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/BZkVucG-PVg/s320/stsl01_thenewromantics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257089039681920930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTuoadO3sI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Ly3vUPUN4io/s1600-h/HF_200608_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTuoadO3sI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Ly3vUPUN4io/s320/HF_200608_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257089043112320706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTuoePEpBI/AAAAAAAAAWk/g-s90NEbXcQ/s1600-h/stsl07_feature0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTuoePEpBI/AAAAAAAAAWk/g-s90NEbXcQ/s320/stsl07_feature0810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257089044126671890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTt6b7Uj4I/AAAAAAAAAVc/aSB1EpyTHY4/s1600-h/street_chic_coachella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTt6b7Uj4I/AAAAAAAAAVc/aSB1EpyTHY4/s320/street_chic_coachella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257088253232975746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTt6uzE9PI/AAAAAAAAAVk/gKO8stUE99I/s1600-h/HF_200608_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTt6uzE9PI/AAAAAAAAAVk/gKO8stUE99I/s320/HF_200608_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257088258298672370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTt64-QZPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/BObE5Pd4Hi4/s1600-h/IMG_5578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTt64-QZPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/BObE5Pd4Hi4/s320/IMG_5578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257088261029913842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTt69vvkCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/7NZBLnsv0QE/s1600-h/IMG_5579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTt69vvkCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/7NZBLnsv0QE/s320/IMG_5579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257088262311219234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTt64xtOAI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Uz4E0X8QJag/s1600-h/street_chic_coachella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTt64xtOAI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Uz4E0X8QJag/s320/street_chic_coachella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257088260977276930" border="0" /&gt;last but not least:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my outfit of the day, seeing as my camera broke, and I've been using my friends once in awhile, i will just have too tell you.&lt;br /&gt;black jeans, floral print peep toe flats, a black harry potter gryfindor house symbol teeshirt, Burgundy brocade swing jacket, army green messenger bag covered in pins, and a blue, Burgundy and yellow plaid headband hippie style, and my hair in a braid.&lt;br /&gt;love peace and cute little woodland creatures,&lt;br /&gt;Beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077320234349322813-984592565831849717?l=hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/feeds/984592565831849717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077320234349322813&amp;postID=984592565831849717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/984592565831849717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077320234349322813/posts/default/984592565831849717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-so-this-is-my-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Elisabeth Moody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/TFwcNYZXa-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/jX3tV-Y6Jqg/S220/36439_1496334525846_1158575548_1379382_6863607_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3Z9LHIXGEM/SPTv5jjaa0I/AAAAAAAAAWs/tLhZdDHsp8g/s72-c/red_brooklyn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
